"I knew ull always have a plan"Gabriel said
"So what's the plan you speak of" Gabriel said interested ."The boy can't obviously fight for the throne looking like a bag of sack that has been punched continuously"Barret said
"And....." Gabriel said trying to find out more." We need to train him, he doesn't even know what he can do" Barret said . Gabriel didn't know what to say he was astonished by his friend wisdom and then he realized something and said "but it will take him years before he masters his strength and this place is not safe as a training ground"
"The best way to know your enemy is to stay beside ur enemy" Barret said and smirked
Gabriel was confused and frustrated cause Barret wasn't actually telling him the plan but instead going around in circles, Gabriel said"can't u just tell me the plan"
Barret who was already in his thought smiling cause of the brilliant plan he thought of was interrupted by the voice of Gabriel
"Can't your dumb Brain ever understand anything"Barret said.Gabriel looked at him frustratingly so barret said"if we want the boy to take what rightfully belongs to him we need to teach him combat skills cause from the look of things even a fly can hurt him"
Gabriel liked the idea and he then suddenly realized something and said " you know the place is not bulletproof any slight noise could alert anyone".Barret stood up from where he sat and headed toward the middle of the room and removed a rug that was covering a secret door
Gabriel who was still seated wanted to know what was happening stood up from where he was seated and headed to Barret as he headed what greeted him was a secret room below the dusty house
" Something like this has been below us all this while and i didn't Know!" Gabriel exclaimed.barret looked at him and said " if you knew im pretty sure you wouldn't do anything useful with it".
Barret said" i never knew this bullet proof room would be at an advantage to us,the plan is to train the boy and then take him back to the palace where he belongs"
Gabriel said" do u want to kill our only friend child you know the crown prince sought to kill him and you want him to go there". Barret smiled sheepishly and said"the crown prince only knows the boy is human but the boy we have here is a vampire and the crown prince hasn't even seen the boy"
Gabriel thought through it , smirked and said" i always knew u were the one with the brain"
Carlos was crying and murmuring something in his sleep but because of vampires sharp hearing they heard what he was saying perfectly well
Gabriel tried to wake him up but Barret stopped him and said" inasmuch as thy boy is hurting we too hurt the same way give him some time to mourn,he will get over him, instead make yourself useful and go get us blood am famished"
It was not actually a crime for the vampires to drink from the blood of humans but after deaths of humans ,the counsels,who are the people who brings balance to both different world stopped it instead told them to drink animal blood but animals blood is not as appetizing as human blood that doesn't mean everyone abided by the rule afterall rules aren't meant for everyone, some rules are just meant to be broken
Gabriel stood up and flashed out to go get the blood

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NOTICED
Adam, the king, began to notice him. Not openly at first,only in the way a man notices a flicker at the edge of his vision. When other guards yawned or slouched, Carlos stood still as stone. When others spoke too much, Carlos’s silence was heavier than iron. And when Adam’s eyes swept across the hall, Carlos’s bow was not too deep, not too shallow, but perfectly measured—an unspoken declaration of control.and then It started with small tasks.“Guard the inner court tonight.”“Deliver this sealed letter to the chancellor.”“Stand watch during the council’s late meeting.”Things too insignificant for Xander or Dexter to bother with, but important enough to touch the king’s breath. And Carlos never failed. He never questioned. He executed each order with a precision that made Adam narrow his eyes in interest.During one stormy night, when rain battered the palace roofs and thunder rolled like war drums, the king grew restless. He demanded a hunt ,madness in such weather, but who could d
DECADES EARLIER IN DECAROV
Decades earlier in decarovThe palace was a world of its own. Dawn began not with birdsong but with the echo of boots striking polished stone. Guards lined the courtyard, armor glinting under the pale sun, spears raised high as though saluting the king who was still asleep in his chambers. The air always smelled faintly of oiled steel and burning torches. Silence was the law here silence and obedience.Carlos stood in their midst, a face among faces, a guard like any other. But his eyes told a different story. He bowed when Dexter shouted, he answered “Yes, Commander!” when ordered, yet inside, he carried fire one that never dimmed. Adam, the usurper, sat on the throne bought with Peter’s blood, and Carlos had come into the lion’s den not to serve but to destroy.Dexter, his commander, was iron given flesh. His voice carried like a whip, and his punishments were cruel. A guard late to duty was made to kneel for hours in the cold stone corridors. Another, caught dozing, had the flat of
DISCOVERED
The room was still when morning came, though Janette had not truly slept. She lay curled in the velvet quilt, weary of the man who kept vigil across the room. He had not closed his eyes once, not even when the fire hissed and died into coals. He sat in that chair like stone, only his thoughts moving. And all through the night his thoughts circled the same girl. Why? Why did the witches want her? She looked ordinary enough. A simple girl, delicate, innocent, too soft for the world she had stumbled into. And yet no ordinary girl drew the hunger of such dark creatures. No ordinary girl made his instincts stay sharp until dawn. He would find out. One way or another. When day broke pale and gray, there was a knock at the door. The husband and wife entered carrying a tray heavy with breakfast—steaming bread, thick broth, and goblets of honeyed wine. Their smiles were pleasant, too pleasant. Carlos’s eyes narrowed. He did not touch the tray. “Eat,” he said flatly, voice a quiet
THE INN OF WHISPERS
They left the ball beneath a sky that looked like spilled ink. Music and laughter still bled through the doors, but outside it was only stone, breath, and cold.Duke Humphrey stepped out with his cane and that tight smile he wore like perfume. “Leaving already?” he said, as if he owned the moon.Carlos didn’t smile. “My lady is not well,” he said, voice steady, soft, final.Humphrey’s eyes flicked to Janette, then back to Carlos. For a dangerous second he looked like he might protest, but something in Carlos’s gaze calm and deep and not entirely human scraped the words out of his throat. The duke stepped aside with a stiff bow. “Another night then.” “You have a lovely home,duke Humphrey “Janette bowedDuke Humphrey bowed” it is indeed my pleasure….lady” he hesitated trying to figure out her name“Janette”Janette said We will would take our leave “Carlos said and they went.The carriage rolled until the road decided to snap its own bones. Wood cracked. The wheel slumped. The driver c
SHADOWS
The violins had ceased their melody, leaving the air heavy with murmurs, clinking goblets, and the rustle of silks. Ariel moved swiftly, her hand clasping Janette’s, pulling her through the gilded crowd and into the marbled hallway beyond.Janette cast a nervous glance over her shoulder, her pulse quickening. He will not like this…“The King would not approve,” Janette whispered under her breath, her voice trembling.Ariel halted, turning to face her, eyes sharp with worry. “Why? Tell me, Janette. Is he hurting you?”The words struck like a dagger, cutting the air between them. Janette’s lips parted, her chest rising and falling fast. For a moment, the truth trembled on her tongue — the long nights, his watchful gaze, the way she felt like a bird in a gilded cage.But she swallowed it back. Her lashes lowered, and she shook her head. “No… I am fine.”Ariel did not believe her. She stepped closer, lowering her voice, fierce and tender all at once. “Then explain this to me. Your letter.
DUKE’S BALL
Carlos had chosen the gown himself — a sweeping emerald silk, its bodice drawn tight with whalebone stays, its skirts spilling like forest shadows. The corset bit cruelly, cinching Janette’s waist, and the maids pressed layer upon layer of petticoats beneath the gown. By the time they bound the final ribbons at her back, the mirror showed a woman unrecognizable to herself — regal, untouchable, her green eyes sharpened into fire by the gown’s hue.Janette touched the glass softly. “Why this dress?”Carlos stood in the doorway, his eyes fixed on her reflection. “Because it matches your eyes. And tonight… everyone will see you as I do.”Far from the palace, Ariel chased Andrew carriage on foot when Andrew heard his name he demanded the coach man to stop the carriage .And she caught up to the carriage while heaving for breath with her hands trembling in her lap.“Please,” she whispered. “Let me come with you to the duke’s ball. I will be no trouble, I swear it.”Andrew raised a brow. “W
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