Chapter 39
Viktor looked out at the Kingdom of Cassius as they rode in. He couldn’t help the distaste that curled his mouth. Never before had he seen a Kingdom of Vampires that mingled with Sorceresses to the point of marrying them and living with them. It wasn’t that he absolutely despised Sorcerers, it was just that Viktor had a particular dislike of their way of living.
Trapping the innocent with spells, using and murdering humans for their sorcery, gaining power in the most monstrous ways. And yet Cassius embraced all that.
But then that made sense seeing as the royal family had a bloodline that was half Sorcery. Half witches. Viktor shuddered.
“Viktor, I don’t think it was wise to leave Kamilla by herself,” said Damon from the other side of the large carriage.
Viktor looked over at him. “We won’t be long. She should be okay for a few hours without causing trouble. Also, isn’t your human there?”
Damon shook his head. “No. Sasha took her.”
“What?” Viktor frowned. “Took her where?”
Damon rolled his eyes. “I don’t know. Shopping or whatever. She wants to be best friends with Grace since we’re
together. I mean… uh, Sasha thinks me and Grace are together. She’s trying to do this double date bullshit with
you.”
Viktor pursed his lips, ignoring another one of Sasha’s attempts to get closer to him. “You’re still taking her
blood?”
Damon glanced out at the passing Kingdom. “Yeah. It’s the only way I can save her. It’s nearly done.”
Viktor looked at him with a sharp gaze. “You should stop, Damon. Now. That girl can’t be important enough for you to become addicted to blood over. What happens when she’s fully turned and you start craving? And did you
tell her that once she’s turned, she becomes a slave to you in every way possible? Does she know the consequences of what you two are doing?”
Damon’s jaw clenched at he glanced down at his hands. “I know what I’m doing, V.”
“I doubt it.”
“Anyway,” said Damon, with his eyes tightly closed. “About Kamilla…” Viktor scoffed at Damon’s change of topic. “As I said, I don’t think it’s okay to leave her by herself. She’s already been cornered thrice. Once by Rogan, then by that Vamp assassin, and then by Rena. Now we can’t safely say that the other two don’t work for Rogan. They’re trying to separate you two, to make you both more vulnerable to them, Viktor.”
Viktor’s jaw clenched as he thought it over. The carriage slowly rolled to a stop and he pushed open his door.
“Kamilla’s fine,” he murmured as he got out.
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Chapter 39
Viktor knew that Damon was right. They couldn’t be careless about this. Viktor’s father had done that and look where it had gotten him. Killed.
Viktor had to hurry up with this and get back to Onyx. That Rogan bastard had looked too cocky at the morning meeting and Viktor had a bad feeling about it. But he knew Kamilla could hold her own for at least a few hours. She was a wildcat that way. And she’d gotten stronger since the attempted murder in that alleyway.
Tugging at the lapels of his black suit, Viktor looked up at the Queen’s castle. Impressive, but nothing close to what Viktor had back in Onyx. Ah. It sure was great to be him.
Glancing at Damon, he led the way to the Gates, knowing they’d open before him, locked or not.
The presence of his powerful Vampire King soul granted him entrance. The two of them walked on, into the dark castle, Viktor leading the way.
Pushing open two gold doors, they walked along a dark red carpet until they came to a pair of doors behind which they knew they’d find the Queen.
“You do the talking,” Damon murmured and with a nod, Viktor grabbed the handles and pushed open the doors.
The vast room behind the doors was in fact the throne room. At the front, past the long dining table, on a high throne, sat Diana, Queen of Cassius. Servants sat about her, tending to her every whim.
“Oohh!!” exclaimed a servant when her gaze landed on Viktor and Damon. She fell to her knees, immediately shuffling closer to Dianna for protection. “My Queen, my Queen!”
“What in the hell?” Dianna demanded as she rose from her throne. Her long black gown tumbled in lacy waves
down the steps before her. “How dare you two barge in here like this? How did you enter?”
Viktor spread his hands in greeting. “Hello to you too, Queen of Cassius. How do you do?”
They strolled calmly over to her throne, trailing fingers over the mahogany wooden table adorned in gold.
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