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Nothing hurts more than a lost Love, one that has no hope of returning. Even if it does, it's a really slim possibility of it. Ezra, The head of the demacians and the prince of the dark vampires, was the strongest vampire being alive. He was like Absalom to them. He fought various deathly battles and each time came back with victory. He had no flaw and he hated even the sound of that. But unfortunately he fell in love with a maiden of Demacia. Her beauty got him so hard that he couldn't resist. First he thought it was just mere attraction, but he was so wrong when he realized the raise of his stone-still heart anytime he's around her. His rivals, the people of Ixtal Finally had an opportunity to bring him down, they striked. They came to know about this one little flaw he had—Love!!. They took advantage of this. Ezra did all he could to save the only light in his world, Excerpt: “I failed.” He whispered, his hands shaking as he held her corpse so close to him, with tear stained eyes and something else that spelt nothing but pure horror. “I failed.” He kept muttering incoherently, hugging her already lifeless body to himself. Suddenly he stopped, his eye color changed to a horrifying red. Nothing but vengance was all he wanted. “I will revenge you my love.” He said giving a kiss on her forehead before diving in for her neck. . . . Ten Thousand years later. Heavy storm blew everywhere rocking the entire universe. The sky had already changed color from it's usual blue to a hue of dark red. The clouds Moving dangerously but slowly. The whole world looked like it was soaked in blood. “It's time.” The man in the dark cloak mumbled with much conviction. “It's time.” Again he said. “Welcome back my Love.” A wicked and deadly smile made it's appearance on his face that was hidden behind the dark cloak. *. *. * This is my first fantasy novels, please show support if you like it. Disclaimer: Credits to the owner of the cover.
In a restrained valley, a pathway leading to a dark tomb restricted by the elders of the Demacian empire. Light footsteps with a heavy heart. He slowly went on, His face showed no emotions neither a trace of loss was spotted.
The docile beauty in his arms laid silently and so serene, Her clear eyes closed like a sleeping beauty. If only that was the case, it would have been more better and less emotion crushing.
He was followed by two trusted men of his. Their hands in the hilts of their swords very well alert because the ongoing battle wasn't over yet.
When they finally reached the peak of the darkness, Ezra went down on his knees with the lifeless beauty in his arms. His eyes were stuck to the glittering Moon. It felt like the moon was reflecting his inner sorrow that he refused to let out.
The two trusted Men that followed him in instantly bowed with one knee to the soil after he went on his knees. Only they, knew what he is going through on the inside despite the stiff, unemotional and strong front he pulled through with.
After What seemed like forever of looking at the bright full moon. He brought his eyes down to the girl In his arms. His eyes immediately turned gentle when he looked at her, The frosty look instantly vanished.
He gently took his time and traced her cheek with his hand. His eyes then caught the bloody mark on her neck. He smiled a little. "This." He gave a short pause. "Is not the end my love." He whispered the last line, gazing at her closed eye and already whitened skin.
A cracking sound of branches echoed throughout the valley's forest, causing the Men behind him to be alert. Already the vampires have a strong sense of hearing.
"Your Highness, it looks like they found us." The dark haired one said still on his knees. But nothing was said from Ezra, no reply of such was given.
Ezra's attention was still stuck on his beautifully queen who was still lying lifeless in his strong arms, his hand still caressing her cheek like earlier, as if nothing threatening was said just Now.
The sounds got louder and nearer but yet still, Ezra didn't move a muscle. Also with his Men. They were still in their positions. Since their prince didn't find it worrisome then it means it is nothing to worry about.
"I will wait for you my love, I will wait." Ezra said, his word carried a lot of weight. He stretched his hands forth, a little reluctantly. The solid ground immediately departed into two, drawing a huge lining space in the middle. A red light emerged from the open space reflecting round the valley.
Ezra bent towards her, his gaze lingered round her face. He found it hard to speak.
The parting is indeed going to be a painful one. He was finding it hard to let her go. He instantly withdrew the hand on her cheek, squeezing it hard even the crack of his bones were audible, his jaw tightened. He was looking for a way to let out this pulsating anger bubbling inside of him.
"Your highness, time is running out." The other Man spoke up seeing their prince reluctance to let the girl go.
Upon hearing what one of his Men just said, he strengthened his resolved and lifted his hands further near to the open ground. He shut his eyes tight like he never wants to see this.
In less than five seconds, her lifeless body floated from his arms and when he wanted grabbing it back he was held back by his Men.
"Your Highness please control yourself!" One of them said.
Ezra could do nothing but watch the body of his lover float away and was swallowed by the red light. And immediately it got her body, it disappeared and the ground closed back like nothing ever happened.
"Goodbye...For now." He said.
His knuckles were still as hard as before, the anger swirling in him just got ten times worst than before. The energy emanating from him was so strong that even his Men knew that right now it is going to be a bad Idea to get him angry. But looking at the situation at hand, it is not going to be possible. So they could only come up with one conclusion. It's going to be a bloody night!.
