Chapter Twenty Seven

Nickolai

In the old days, they use to call vampires the undead or the walking dead. She came into view I was never more glad about what I was because an ordinary man would have dropped dead when he saw her.

I've always thought she was a beautiful woman but right now she was breathing taking. In my mind, I was trying to find something to compare her to but couldn't come up with anything. Six hundred and twenty-seven years and not one thing could compare to her beauty.

Since we have been talking and getting to know each other better I've discovered that I've learned more about her from observing than she tells me. She's never once mentioned to me how much she loves music but I know how much she does and I noticed that she listens to this song every day. I knew it would be the perfect song for our wedding and I was right.