She hid the fear in her eyes. "Yes, Duke Mo. I do mind." She answered. "I am about to get sick."
"Vampires don't get sick." Duke Mo said amusement laced his tone. "But if you insist then… I think I should accompany you. Who knows what kind of sickness a vampire like you would acquire? Perhaps… a deadly one?"
She gulped at his words. His smile reminded her of someone. But she couldn't remember anyone with that face or voice. Perhaps in the previous worlds? "No. It's contagious," she said and instructed the coachman to leave.
"But your highness…"
"Now!" she hissed, heart, pounding against her chest. Seeing that man is more frightening than seeing the king himself. When Lucinia looked back, the Duke was no longer there. She immediately let out a sigh of relief and prayed that she would safely arrive in her castle. Why was that man so scary?