[SLOW BURN ROMANCE. RATED 18: NO RAPE] What if the sort of love you'd wanted and desired, only but a man incapable of love could give it to you–a man who has not the slightest of an idea what the word "Love" meant? ..... Vampires coexisted with humans for centuries without either side hunting or killing the other due to a peace treaty. They didn’t feed on human blood for so long either, but that changes when the first vampire auction is held. Six human slaves were sold, and among them included Avelina, a twenty-six-year-old woman. Avelina is sold to an infamous Vampire prince, Draven Delgaard, rumored to have committed heinous acts even amongst his kind. She fears for her life upon their first encounter, but to her utmost bewilderment, Draven Delgaard makes a deal with her. He sought the inheritance of the royal family, but to be qualified, he needed a wife. Since his kinds weren’t available due to his reputation, Avelina was one of the few options left. In exchange for her freedom, she will assist him in obtaining the inheritance. But this royal inheritance can only be acquired through the style of a chess game with other royal opponents. A game of strategy and survival. Should she succeed, her freedom shall be regained and it would be a win-win for both her and Draven. However, she soon realizes that success might come at a very heavy cost. Will Avelina and Draven be able to win the game of chess? Will they secure her freedom and inheritance, or will they fall victim to the dangerous machinations of the royal family?
Mr. Bennet's voice hinted at his tiredness.
[No clue yet. My sources are searching the entire town. If he is in the town, he will definitely be found]
"And what if he has fled to another country?" Old Master Lenort questioned.
[That is not possible. There is no sign of anyone leaving the barrier. If anyone has, it would have been reported to you, am I wrong?]
Old Master Lenort blinked his eyes, aware that it was true. "Then has he perhaps escaped to somewhere we cannot find—"
[I don't think so. You never made an announcement of his arrest or made it public, so how could he have known?]
"What if that bastard told him? They are friends, are they not?" Old Master Lenort questioned. He sounded frustrated.
[No, I don't think the third prince did. Relax, your majesty, the culprit is still in town, and I will definitely find him by tonight]
Old Master Lenort narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.