Chapter 53 The Missing Princess
"See? I told you—no one’s here. You’re just being paranoid," one of the male vampires said as he stepped into the room, glancing around. His eyes lingered a little too long in one corner of the dimly lit space, and Zion felt his muscles tense. He could see the vampire through the small gap in the curtain.
Fortunately, the castle was always kept dark—vampires didn’t need light—and Zion’s cloak was still active, masking his presence. If not, he was sure they would’ve spotted him already.
The other vampire slapped his companion on the back of the head. "Don’t even think about it. If you touch her, the Lord will skewer you in front of everyone."
"Tsk! I was just looking," the first vampire grumbled. "Why can’t we join the fun outside? It’s boring guarding this deserted place. We can’t even touch that she-wolf. Tsk. Let’s go already."
With that, they turned and left, the sound of their footsteps gradually fading into the corridor.
As the two vampires finally turned to leave, Zion could only assume that the ’lord’ they spoke of was the vampire lord himself, and that the ’she-wolf’ they referred to could be the one in the corner whom the vampire had been eyeing earlier. Once he was sure the coast was clear, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Then, he noticed her.
A pair of glowing honey-colored eyes stared back at him from the shadows. The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a pale glow into the far corner of the room—just enough to reveal what had been hidden there. A large iron cage.
And inside it, a woman.