The Nightmarescape

Alaric, feeling that it had been long enough, let go of his hand, allowing Bella to move freely.

She didn't move, or even make a peep.

She just knelt there, her lifeless eyes mindlessly staring at where Cassius last stood.

"It's time to go," said the Vampire Duke, his voice tinged with pain from seeing her in such a state.

No response.

An ancient sigh rustled the snow that surrounded them as the millennium-old Vampire tenderly lifted up his daughter. Putting her in a princess carry, he teleported from his spot. The snow that once covered them quickly filled in the place where they just were.

Nothing had gone as expected… and the Vampire Duke worried over just how long it would take his precious baby girl to recover.

He wanted so badly to blame the womanizing bastard's son for this, but he just couldn't…