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

Toran heard it, it echoed in Zelda's chest and tapped a soft rhythm in her heart. 


This was the very first-time Kamaz was saying this to her. Oh, how she had desired to hear this for so long. 


But her cautiousness and the thought that he was solely hers had kept it at bay. 


She said it back to him but it was in her heart. She couldn't bring her lips to open and get those words out. Being in love with him isn't the issue, being with him is. 


'Why prolong anything when this can be the best time to end things?' Zelda thought. 


Toran's hold on his bow slackened for a moment but all at once, it got strengthened almost immediately. Strengthened with an inexplicable determination to ensure no more words were exchanged in the bath area - whatever they could be. 


ALWAYS WILL