It was late at night, and Vlad sat in a room in his palace, surrounded by his soldiers. They were deepin discussion about a war against the people of the Sun.

Just as the conversation grew intense, you burst into the room, gasping and clutching your side in pain. Vlad’s eyes darkened as he snapped his fingers, signaling everyone to leave. Once the room was empty, he approached you. You looked up at him with a bruised face, causing his jaw to clench.

“Who did this to you?” Vlad demanded, but you couldn’t find your voice. Fear of Vlad’s nature held you back, mixed with confusion about why he would care.

“Tell me, who did this to you?” He repeated, grasping your chin and tilting your head upward to face him. His intense gaze bore into you as his grip tightened.

“I will make them pay with their very existence for every bruise on your skin,” Vlad said, his eyes darkening further as he looked down at you.