Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind.
The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one lady…his Zeda. 
In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument.

All that stopped when she was gruesomely murdered by the greedy members of the royal family. He slayed everyone involved but he was never himself again. 
He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back.
Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill her…again!

People called her his poison but he called her ‘his Antidote”.
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“I remember…I remember you now my love” Zelda said as more tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the man who had suffered through centuries seeking her return.
Kamaz was tongue tied…overwhelmed and his heart rate was faster than normal.
She remembers…

“I missed you so much Zeda” Kamaz said and Zeda lifted her hand to his face and he leaned into her small hand.
“I missed you badl..” Kamaz wanted to continue but the rest of his words were buried in Zeda’s mouth.
She had stood on her toes and slid her hands around his neck, dragging him to her level and placing her lips on his.
Kamaz was stunned but not for long…
He lifted her petite frame from her thighs and wrapped her around his waist for their heads to be at the same level and tears fell off their eyes as they kissed - pouring all of them into that soul uniting and heart joining kiss.
She moved herself impossibly closer to him, making him second guess his decision of taking things slowly with her.

“Quinzi toman,” Kamazotz groaned as their scents tangled.

The Vampire King's Only Antidote

After Prince Acheron's departure, Zelda went to the Fifth Prince's quarters to get some of the things that she would be needing, pending her stay at Toran's quarters. 


She was grateful when she didn't bump into anyone as she went in, but on her way out, Gaius, Julius, and Cyprus were just returning with the other soldiers from training. 


They abandoned their weapons and ran off to speak to her before she could cross the gate. They still had not found the right way to express how sorry they were but they wanted to try. 


"Zelda" Cyprus called as they got to her. 


Gaius and Julius stood at Cyprus' back and one wouldn't believe they were the same men who were ready to charge to war some minutes ago while they trained. 


With one hand, Zelda held tightly onto the tiny container that contained some of her kids belongings she should be needing while her second hand gripped the sling of her Pipa. 


DO YOU WANT TO SPAR WITH ME??