Chapter 174
Vittel feed aseen as his inklers
Lennon had sole her tumit
ford ett the Ho
perish went this very? Event
sighed finer his finance deper short flics phy in the watch te
densate to be this damn perfe
Pothing the dam virised, Vites glanced up 51 this think and frame.
ન્હાનું કરી કે વિલિન મુખ
There, in the gold and black of his priceless thrine, grinning evils from ear to eat was the week gest collain in all of Gret, dhe kun
9 daughter.
“The taken me your kingdom!” she said in what Viktor sesumed was toppneed to be an evil growt “The throne of her is wrer Christen bel has wal of dark red curls, the let out an evil laugh that was perfect enough in ite roll to make Viktor genuinely concerned about the child’s
Viktor said slowly and carefully. “What did I say… about sitting… on my throne??*
Startled by his sudden yell, her perfect mask of evil crumbled to be replaced by the huge gris that always melted her father’s best
“I was keeping it warm for you, your Majesty?” she said, patting the golden arm of the chair.
Giving her a look, Viktor walked up to his throne and nudged her out of it before sitting down. She was immediately leaning on the art of the chart and peeking at the screen of her father’s tablet.
“What is this? What’s that?” asked Ava, pointing at random things on the screen.
“It’s work, little one,” Viktor told her. “You don’t need to concern yourself with this until much later.”
“Why not now? Teach me now, dad! Teach me now and I’ll stop challenging Uncle Damon to sword fights!” she said, her bright blue eyes sparkling.
Viktor looked at her, barely able to stop the smile that curved his mouth. Who would’ve thought? A Vampire King whipped for a woman, and then evers further whipped for the tiny version of her. His daughter changed his world the minute she’d opened her big blue eyes and stared at him. It was unlike anything Viktor could have ever imagined.
Never before had he been more in awe of and thankful to Kamilla for making this precious girl with him. He’d been thankful enough to even give his wife his entire Vampire’s soul and all the power that came with it, if she’d only asked for it.
“Well?!” Ava demanded, breaking Viktor out of his thoughts. “Deal?”
“You always lose those sword fights anyway,” Viktor pointed out with narrowed eyes. “Did you complete all your lessons for this week **
She blinked, her smile dimming. “Huh? Look, dad! My fangs are getting bigger!”
Totally avoiding the topic of her lessons, she bared her teeth, showing her father how she’d improved in controling the lengthening of her fangs and how absolutely perfect she was as the next heir to the throne.
Viktor scoffed out a laugh, tugging on the red ringlets of her head. “Little rascal. I feel sorry for Onyx when you’re Queen.”
She flicked her hair and turned her nose up, much like her mother. “Onyx loves me already. I’m the only daughter of Viktor and Kamilla King!”
A sound reached Viktor’s ear and he turned his head to the side. Even before the doors burst open, Viktor could hear them coming, their running leet nearly as loud as hooves.
Sending the doors to the throne room flying open, they ran in. His two sons
