"Hurry up, bring them to the castle with the rest of them," he yells to the other men. The man who caught me grabs my hair, the roots painfully tearing from my skull as my head is yanked back.
"Move," he screams in my face. I obey, following the Vampire man dressed in black armour. The little girl hangs onto the back of my shirt.
When we get to the main street, I find a huge line of women being herded to the castle. They shove us in the line behind more women, all sobbing as they had been ripped out of their beds in the middle of the night and torn away from their families.
When we finally walk through the high castle gates, I find the group of women all separated into rows. A man I recognize to be a Dragon standing at the front, watching everyone be dragged in and lined up. I am in one of the middle rows.
