On one of the thrones of the Eternal empire stood a man filled with a compelling killing aura. His dark red eyes were a sign that he was a vampire, and he was not just any vampire or noble one, but a pureblood, the kind that has absolute power in this world.
He was none other than one of the vampire lords who ruled the world of darkness.
The vampire lord walked towards his throne and sat down with an arrogant pose as if the whole world belonged to him. Well, it does belong to him… and his brothers.
All noble vampires would submit to him, yet… they were all against him when he chose a mate from another race.
The lord closed his eyes, recalling the names that had driven his wife out in his absence.
"Devane, Ozul, Sliske, Meredith."
The moment the lord opened his eyes, the four vampires he mentioned appeared before him with expressions of horror and terror. They did not expect their master to have woken up and directly summoned them.
