Blinking his eyes, the memories immediately swiped from his head like a vanishing mist, whilst returning the vampire back to the present. When his crimson eyes narrowed suspiciously at the rose in his hand, a petal, which was at the brink of falling, eventually dropped to the ground close to Duncan's feet.
"What the–?" Duncan murmured cryptically, still tranced from what he had seen, and he quickly dropped the rose back on the table.
She gave up her life to save Ivan, but that man… Marius… who is he?
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At the royal garden, Madeline had taken her seat on a bench with her son who sat right beside her. The crisp breeze of Autumn swept through the garden, and she watched, with curious eyes as the servants of the Palace gathered, their feet, as they walked by, crunched on the falling leaves.
