The Death Of Him

The warm sun kissed the surface of the earth in a gentle glow leaving no traces of the darkness of the previous night behind, the sun has bath the city in it's glory, this is a new beginning for many people but not a new era for most people.

At the Manor of the Blacks, on the fourth floor, the sun has penetrated through the opened curtains reflecting on the couple making their skin glow slightly, Lucian who felt the sun on his face frowned slightly burying his face into his wife's hair, it didn't take him anytime to drift off to sleep again.

About twenty minutes into his sleep he felt a slight movement beside him making him snapped his eyes opened immediately to look at the person beside him.