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blood so that their vampire masters could become intoxicated when they drank it. Alexander pushed through the apathetic demonic creatures and slaves. Finally, he arrived at the top and slowly walked along a dark hallway until he came to the reason for his visit. The royal family’s quarters. 

He didn’t knock, even though it was required by law, and simply entered the room.
    “Oh, Alex….” The Queen waved him closer , but he stayed where he was out of pure defiance and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

“Why did you summon me?”

“Dear, sweet, naughty Alex,” the King’s cousin laughed. “We only wanted to know how you’re getting on.”

“I’m getting on fine,” he answered curtly.

Twelve faces looked at him expectantly. The royal family sat in a narrow semi-circle of high thrones. Human slaves kneeled before them. The King was drinking from a girl’s artery. Another girl was performing cunnilingus on the Queen. Every now and then the Queen would shudder in arousal. 

“Did you find her?” the King’s brother finally asked, while a slave slowly and sensually massaged his erect cock.

“Yes.”

“Is she dead?”

“No.”

A collective intake of breath swept through the room.

“Why not?” asked the King as furiously as was possible for a creature deprived of emotion. He was still holding the limp girl’s blood-spraying forearm in front of his mouth.

Alexander smiled, revealing his sharp fangs. He shrugged his shoulders. “I wanted to pleasure myself with her first. When does a simple vampire ever get the chance to fuck someone like her before killing her?”

There was silence for a moment before the whole family laughed. The artificial smiles that imitated those of human ones had nothing to do with joviality. 

“Please, whatever you want, Alex,” said the Queen benevolently and nodded, her expression pulled into a fake grin. Then it faded. “But you do not receive your compensation until she is dead.” She stared at him through soulless eyes.

“I will inform you immediately once it is done.” He nodded to all of them and turned to leave. He really had better things to do than indulge these idiots. She was waiting for him.

Elizabeth.

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It was no coincidence that Alexander had come upon Elizabeth on the streets of London that afternoon. He had been searching for her. His task, for which he would be well compensated, was to find the girl and kill her.

Her stealing his watch had not been planned. He hadn’t even realised it was her until she had long since disappeared. He had been surprised by how much the hunt for her had vitalised him. She was craftier than he had expected, and he had liked that. Every time she had dodged him had shown him that there was something inside him that was more like a hunter than he would have ever thought. In all the years in which he’d lived as a vampire, there had never been a day, not one single day, in which he’d hunted his prey. 

He had always simply taken his prey, sought it out and killed it. He had never played little games like his brethren did. But he’d realised that afternoon that these games had something of value. Little, cruel, wonderful games.

And now he was playing.

Playing with a girl who would die in the end. Die, because she was the heiress of the traitor.

The traitor had once been a member of the royal family. To be precise, he had been their leader.

Rumour had it that this traitor had tried to kill off the vampire race. He was certainly in the position to do so. People had gossiped amongst themselves at the time that he had the gift of unusual powers. Powers that were similar to those of a wizard. Powers that made the rest of the royal family kill him. He’d had to die.
    B ut before he died, the traitor had fathered a son. Up until a year ago, Alexander had had no idea he existed. No-one did. Regardless of how greedy the creatures of the royal court were for gossip, this secret had been