Blood bond

Slowly Firdauze's skin started to appear back as he lay on the ground like a lifeless soul. As his skin slowly started to form again, he blinked his eyes and took deep breaths. "Help me! I promise, I will not speak anything wrong to you." Fuardauze spoke in a meek voice.

"That is better. So, first I shall lock you up in this left wing of yours for a few months and give you a little blood everyday, so that you learn to survive on it. After that, you will not have to kill anybody for hunger. You can just ask for a little amount of blood from your staff." Maya looked at the man who seemed to be regaining his strength. 

"Is it possible?" Firdauze stood up on his feet looking nervousely at Maya. 

"Well, anything is possible and rest depends upon your will power. But, if you keep killing innocent people like this, then forgive me but I will have to kill you." The lady spoke in a dangerous voice.