THE RIGHT CHOICE

ARIANNE POV

The undead were here, in our castle! We had forgotten about them but here they are, in our midst. They were real and not a myth like we claimed them to be, like we wanted them to be! 

The undead had also been created by Nyana and honestly that wasn't surprising, if there's one thing I've learned, my so called mother is a fucking sadist. I was beginning to understand that woman loved nothing more than watching the world bend to her cruelty. What was surprising was that she had given them to Azar, seriously what on earth were the two playing at?

"I see no one is moving, don't tell me you are scared already?" Azar taunted when no one loved an inch.