It was unexpected. Damian felt those people were kind, yet without even thinking about it, they sent him to the wolves!
The vampires moved away from the house, reaching the stables in no time. Damian was too weak to flee, so he tried to hide behind the hay, yet it was something that would never work.
"So here you are," one vampire said, licking his lips while looking at Damian.
It moved, yet the vampire beside him grabbed his arm. "remember that we must bring him to the Queen. No fang marks, nothing."
"Tsk. Fine, I was just messing with him. Come with us, or we will have to knock you down."
Damian was relieved to know he would not die, at least not right there, inside a dirty stable.
"No need for violence. I will gladly go with you," Damian said.
