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

On a table, cards were laid and there was Rena back in her leather jacket and leather boot outfit with Zeda, who was in a SpongeBob jumpsuit that was two times bigger than her. 


She claimed to feel more comfortable in it. 


“You said you know how to play this game. You clearly don't know” Rena said with a lingering smile she could not get rid of. 


"I only said that so you could stay willingly and not feel like you had to be here because you were ordered, “ Zeda said before flipping her cards and scattering them on the table. 


The score was eight to one, and even once she had managed to win, it was marginal. The win was slim. 


"But you know that's why I'm here right? I wouldn't be here if Lord Kamaz didn't ask me to be here” Rena said with an awkward chuckle. 


"Okay. Quick question yeah, are you my friend Rena? Like do you see us as friends?” Zeda asked, pointing between the both of them. 


THE TORTURESS