In this piece, Herald has just demanded a clear answer from his father about how long a certain woman in the tower has been there…
His father’s dark brow twitched at Herald’s commanding tone. Ștefan slowly faced him, his pale lips narrowing and speaking his father’s displeasure louder than any words could’ve done.
Herald flinched under his father’s intense stare. Younger siblings had died for lesser defiance. Where had the insolence to speak in such a fashion come from?
“It’s been six, maybe seven, hundred years.” The corner of his father’s mouth rose in a smile. “I forget the precise length of time.” The dark orbs of his eyes grew icy. “Is a man not allowed to forget things in his dotage?”
Family and blood.
After 1100 years, these simple words mean everything to Herald. His life has been ruled by keeping his siblings safe, keeping them from becoming prey whilst feeding on the weaker. His failures have been many and measured by those he has lost. People like his twin brother.
There has always been another enemy.
Just who the enemy is comes into question when Herald meets the dangerous, angelic creature he is to guard. Wondering where his true loyalties lie is a dangerous thought. No matter whether he chooses family over the heart, it will mean death.
Only the right choice will ensure the life taken is not his.
Remember, it won’t be free tomorrow, so grab it now.