Chapter 6: Blood Throne Pact
Lucas Nightveil stood before the blood-stained obsidian altar, his dark eyes staring intently at Selena Draculea as she knelt before him. The Vampire Queen looked so graceful even in her submissive position—her silver hair flowing like mercury, her crimson dress clinging to her body perfectly, and the aura of death oozing from every pore of her skin.
"Are you sure about this decision, Selena?" Lucas asked in a low voice that echoed through the silent dungeon. Though his question sounded like a choice, his tone held a clear threat—this was not a request, but a command wrapped in a question.
Selena looked up, her blood-red eyes gleaming with disturbing joy. "My King," she whispered in a soft yet obsessive voice, "I have waited for this moment for centuries. To serve someone who is truly worthy... someone who understands the beauty of cruelty."
Lucas smiled—a smile that sent shivers down the spines of even the creatures of darkness. He reached out, and out of thin air, a golden chalice engraved with ancient runes appeared. A thick red liquid flowed into it, not just ordinary blood, but a mixture of the essences of dozens of enemies he had defeated.
[System Alert]
Initiating Blood Throne Pact...
Warning: This contract is irreversible and will bind souls permanently
Participants: Lucas Nightveil (Contractor), Selena Draculea (Contractee)
Terms: Absolute loyalty in exchange for unlimited power growth
"Drink," Lucas ordered, holding the chalice out toward Selena.