Triqi stared blankly at her bedroom window. It was dark outside, a place that suited her perfectly. She wouldn't feel burned when she went out whenever she wanted, and she wouldn't be looked at strangely by people. Of course, in that place, her emotions were stable, so it was unlikely that her abilities would get out of control.
The castle was quiet, but Triqi preferred it to the bustling city.
Her eyes stared blankly outside. Since living in a special dimension for vampires, Triqi often visits her father's resting place. Every time she was bored, her feet unconsciously took her to a dark room that contained a luxurious coffin in the middle. The coffin included her biological father, whom she could only look at since she was little without being able to touch.
Triqi often cried, pouring out her sadness until she fell asleep there. After that, Georgio would move her to her room.