C H A P T E R 28

Vladimir Bloodthorn

Valentina is all that is on his mind as he looks out the window of the carriage. Not caring that dawn is upon them and soon the sun will be the only thing that will be in his way to getting his love. He can feel her. Not knowing how that is possible but he can feel her. His ears are listing everywhere for her breath or her heartbeat to know that she is alive and that he is so near her that he can hear her.

The eagerness inside his body nearly makes him venture out into the near sunlight which is starting to appear and the rays are not merciful to Vampires even to their King. However the anger inside his entire body is starting to resurface and it doesn't seem to want to lower itself. While he can feel her presence and he can feel her, he has a bad feeling. The great and ruthless Vladimir Bloodthorn has feelings but only for her and this one is a bad one. Something has to be wrong with her. His bones can sense it and he will not rest nor cower from the sun until she is found.

His Vampires are everywhere looking for her as much as they can during this time of day. All night they have searched but the fact that she is so far away only makes him worse. His eyes are so scarlet red and so angry that she's not there by his side to make the anger leave his body and he will be new again and all hers, the fury deep within his bones is ready to kill and it will stop at nothing to make sure that she is safe and sound in his arms.

If a drop of her blood will be spilled he will make sure that all that have touched her will be punished by death. Even death is not justified for those who have touched or harmed her, they shall suffer under his hands and the anger that he holds he will unleash and allow the beast that everyone knows live inside him. He is a ruthless and cruel Vampire King and he is someone that will make sure that what is his doesn't get hurt and if his countless enemies attempt to take her away he will show them what Hell is like.

As the carriage grows near the destination he starts to hear a heartbeat. A slow one but a heartbeat and it's fading away with every second that passes by. Valentina's heartbeat. It does take the King a second to realize that she is slowly dying and her heartbeat is showing it clearly like a painting that has been made by the best artist in the world. He yells at the driver to take them faster. She needs him and he will not allow her to leave this world.

He would not be able to take it. Being without her in all those weeks has been nothing hut torture for him. By his yelling Killian has woken up and is rather unhappy about it but that is the least subject on the King's mind as all he can think of is her and how she is dying. Her heartbeat slower yet at the same time it's racing. Another heartbeat can hear near hers, and another. Three of them. However hers is the only one that he likes listening to and he can't stop thinking about it and he doesn't want to stop.

"You certainly seem like madness has finally found its way down to your roots" Killian speaks which earns him a glare from his friend and King but he just shrugs and smirks. "Not talkative? Such a shame. And I was planning to have a nice chat" He says as he pretends to be saddened. He can only smirk at the man sitting in front of him who is angry beyond anger and it only makes him want to mess with him more. While Vladimir has Killian as a friend he's truly getting sick of him and wishes nothing more than to throw him out of the carriage.

Yet he has other things to think of and can't be bother to think of his friend, no matter how insanely annoying he can be. "Since it is my fault that we're here, you might as well thank me. Because of me you will be able to find her and I can have the biggest feast of them all" Killian continues, not caring how his friend is about to punch him in the face or do something worse to him. Killian looks outside to see that the sun rays are there to greet them and they are not leaving any time soon.

If only the clouds would block the sun but the sky is clear and the weather is warm and the sun is mocking them from above as if it laughs at them and creates nasty jokes about how Vampires cannot walk in the sunlight. They are the only magical creatures that get hurt by the sun and can and will die when exposed to the rays. Vladimir's is only focusing on her heartbeat, having ignored the other two heartbeats which he doesn't seem to care much for he notices how slow it has become.

To a dangerous level her heartbeat is becoming far too slow for anyone and if this continues and of her heartbeat continues to drop and fade like it does then she will not be alive when he gets there. The dark King can feel her closer to him than ever but his eyes can't go outside. The window has been covered and the sunlight can't breach it and yet he feels as helpless as ever as he needs to be out there looking for the dying girl, knowing he is the only one that can truly save her.

The carriage comes to a stop and he can feel her, she is so close now. She's just near the carriage along with two Werewolves that are in defensive mode. He can feel how little life is running through her. Yet he cannot step outside the carriage for the sun is still reigning and it is not backing down, not even for the King and it will not stop shining until it has decided that the night would welcome the world where he can finally stop outside but it will be hours before the night falls on the world.

Her heartbeat grows slower and slower and her breathing is not like it should be. He can smell her warm blood and he can feel how this is the one that he has been looking for. The girl that he has fallen in love. "What is the meaning of this?" A voice calls out, outside his carriage, a female voice. "You should not question Vampires, little girl" Killian calls out to her and that was enough to silence her whole Killian only smirks, knowing the fear that he has put inside her heart. "Bring Valentina to me!" Vladimir calls out to the girl.

Hearing how she is still close to the carriage. She laughs. "As if, you would kill her the moment she is in your hands. No, I would rather enjoy my time alive before you rip us apart" She speaks, the bravery inside her voice is shocking but it does remind him of Valentina. And how much she would deny him at everything, question him in ways that no one has ever dared to and she actually did the impossible without even trying to; made him fall in love with her. Though she did not force him, he fell on his own but at the same time she cast this spell on him which he doesn't want to break.

"I am Vladimir Bloodthorn and if she is not in my arms her life will fade away from her and she will die. I can assure you that none here will harm you or lay their hands on you" He speaks as he looks at Killian who gives him a glare as he was clearly ready to drink every bit of blood that flows through her veins and he is disappointed but he must follow the orders from the King. "While on the subject, I can offer your protection as well as a life that is worth much more than what you once had" He speaks.

Perhaps not the right words to speak to a Werewolf girl that has lost her home, family and friends yet he does not care as he would do whatever it takes to get the girl that he loves back into his arms where he will never let her go again. "I expected your voice to be much more evil" She only speaks before she walks away and while he has no clue what she is doing he can hear how she speak to someone yet does not pry on their conversations.

"I will give her to you, only because she's dying but don't pretend for one second that I'm going to trust you now" She speaks and it was not long before the door of the carriage opens and a girl steps inside with Valentina in her arms. Smirking when she sees how the two Vampires that are sitting there hide from the rays of the sun which have entered as soon as she did and she does make sure that she is safe in the sunlight.

His eyes widen when he sees Valentina after so long and she looks worse than she was. Her cheeks are so hollow that he wonders if she is even alive and her body is so thin and pale. She looks like she has walked through death and is on the verge on going back. Slowly his arms wrap around her body and pull her towards him. Nothing in the world matters but her as he does not even notice when Killian as well as the girl look at him with widened eyes and strange looks on their faces.

His fingers caress her cheek as he feels his eyes start to water, the salty water slowly leaking down from his eyes and some of his tears land on her body. Her breathing are shallow and it seems that she has a hard time even breathing, her heartbeat still goes slower and it does not seem like it's going to get better. Holding her in his arms makes all the worry wash away yet it leaves the fear behind, the fear that she is dying and he's losing her. Her eyes are closed shut and he fears that he will never see her eyes again.

The ice blue color that he has come to enjoy looking into and see how they challenge him. He would rather it were in in this position rather than her and he would gladly accept death than have Valentina go through that kind of pain. His immortal means nothing to him if she is not by his side but if he were the one in her place then she would live on with the rest of her life and be happy. She would be free and safe and with a smile on her face. Not dying here in his arms.

The sorrow hangs in her air as he holds her tightly in his arms and cradles her as he cries, never caring who is watching him as they are suddenly five in that small carriage which rides back to his castle. With the dying girl who he has fallen deep in love with the King would do whatever it takes to ensure that she will be all right or there will be hell to pay. He cannot even imagine if she were to take her last breath so he is constantly seeing if she breathes and listening for her heartbeat.

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