“He’s killing her…”
Out of nowhere, Anastasia recalled the time when she was attacked by a psychopathic vampire in the garden. She recalled how that vampire had sunk its fangs into Tilla, and how terrified she looked.
She could feel her vision turning blurry. She felt suffocated and began gasping for air. Her head started to spin and she was also getting cold sweats by now.
“Anna, I am right here.” Caspian instantly wrapped his arms around Anastasia’s shoulders and pressed her head into his chest so as to prevent her from witnessing that horror. “It’s okay. It’s okay. Calm down.”
He was ready to ask his royal guards to intervene thinking that the woman was in danger, but then he saw that woman grabbing that vampire’s hair and letting out soft moans. He realized that she wasn’t being forced but rather, she was voluntarily participating in that charade.
However, that didn’t give that vampire the right to freely feed on a human in public.
