Warlock Ch 125. The Vampire Queen's Excitement
Victoria blinked awake, her crimson eyes glinting faintly in the dim light of the throne room. For a moment, she didn't move, letting the silence wrap around her. She sat still, one leg elegantly draped over the other, her pale fingers lazily tapping against the armrest of the massive throne.
The room felt heavy—not just from its towering walls or intricate stained glass windows, but from everything it held. Memories. Secrets. Losses.
The castle was grand, yes, with its endless spires and carvings that whispered of wealth and power, but to her? It was a mausoleum. A monument to things she could never get back.
