almost an hour. He didn't know what he was looking for as he stood there with his feet planted in the soft grass. The cold wind hit Videric's face and carried with it the smell of peas. He took a deep breath, felt the aroma enter his lungs and tickle, as if reminding him of what the red sap was capable of. He could even taste it. He ran his tongue over his lips and placed the red-handled dagger in its sheath. The wind seemed to whisper a thank you and Videric looked back at the trees. The scent of peas brought a new smell, one familiar and welcome. Videric just grimaced and waited for his brother to appear. After a while, a tall red- haired vampire walked out from among the wide-trunked trees of the White Forests. He wore dark clothes and the orange threads contrasted with the color of his velvet doublet. Atman's daughters preferred light colors for clothing, but Arsene was not an ordinary wizard: vampiric blood ran through his veins and the preference for dark always appeared in the small nuances he carried. Arsene's red eyes looked over Videric's face with attention and a sideways smile made the older brother want to punch the younger one's pale face. Arsene's smile grew. - She's not here, Videric. Videric's irritation increased two degrees, becoming dangerously high, and making him want to reach for the dagger. He was irritated at being easily read by his brother and at having his desire so exposed to a person who could make fun of it. - And she won't appear... - Arsene's voice was a mix of amusement and warning. - Nyana is an oracle, so she must stay within the borders of the White Forests. Videric was tired of hearing about it, he himself had seen months ago how Nyana's power. reacted to external interventions. He had saved her from the attacks of underworld demons in those same forests, when the trees had decided he was welcome. And Nyana had never seen a man in her life, much less a vampire. Much less a vampire covered in blood and with eyes shot with fury. Even so, against her own instinct, she helped him recover from the absurd amount of poison that was in his fesh after the battle. When he did this, he created a bond with the vampire, who now began pacing back and forth, followed by a pair of red eyes. - Nyana came to meet me before we marched south. - You know that was a calculated and rare decision, Videric. We all make decisions like this before battles. Videric had no doubt that his brother was able to see the sadness crossing his face
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watch and, if possible, lead. Videric knew he couldn't count on his brother's cooperation. - I'll talk to her, Videric. Arsene's tone of voice made his brother look at him. Videric had known him for centuries, he could.
smell the redhead's lie, but all he found on his face was sincerity. However, he was afraid of how Arsene
would conduct the conversation, as his brother had a sharp tongue, but he also knew that he would never.
bother a daughter of Atman. Arsene had embraced wizarding blood when he accepted to be the sat of the
Red Crown, and took upon himself responsibility for the lives of the witches who lived within the White
Forests. It did not fall on his shoulders as a weight, but as a blessing from Atman. Videric would never ask for more than Arsene could do. But he knew his brother. - I don't want to bother Nyana. Arsene's smile made
Videric squint his eyes and almost ask him to give up on that madness, but the redhead didn't give him time to regret it. With a wink, he turned and slipped into the trees. The White Forests embraced Arsene, but rejected..
any other vampire who wanted to go beyond, and Videric was no fool to strain the energy that protected them.
The forests could see that as a threat or even an offense. When Gwendolyn was the Red Crown, the barrier was strong. Now, with Lymena in that position, that barrier was insurmountable. Videric knew he had no right.
to look for Nyana. After the small exchange of words before the battle of the South, the witch had given no indication that she wished to have contact with him. After the war, the witches of the White Forests had
become reclusive, little seen in the common villages of FhĂĄr and even on the borders. Domenico and Arsene
had explained that daughters of Atman needed to rebalance their energy when they had direct contact with
creatures from the underworld, and the invasion of demons caused the sacred energy they carried to become
chaos. Few were used to this exposure and, even marching with the Red Crown, they would need time to
recover. Videric only saw Lymena and Krida at the rare and scattered meetings of the Nobilitatis, which always
took place in the Vampire Fortress. Not even Srala was often seen. Videric's instinct told him that something
was happening and the way Lymena looked at him in meetings only made him sure that he was right. She seemed to want to say something, but was always prevented by greater forces: Domenico approaching, Gavin
asking a question or even her being taken by a strange fear, as if she was thinking twice about whether it was
wise to share the information she had. The vampire looked at the forest one last time. The thick trunks of the
trees made space for the peas who remained in place as eternal guardians, protectors of the borders and the
daughters of Atman who lived within. The bright red branches and white fowers told Videric that he was
trying to cross a dangerous limit, and that perhaps the world of souls would not have much mercy if he forced
something. But hadn't Videric already crossed an even sacred limit? Unable to answer the question, he fnally
turned his back and walked away. The sound of the trees of the White Forests was like music to her ears, the
wind caressed her pale skin and subtly lifted the thin cotton of the dress she wore. Nyana was aware of the
small insects around her, the birds that picked at the seeds that had fallen from the trees, and the small
rodents that approached carefully, only to later realize that there was no threat and take some of the seeds for
themselves. She was aware of everything, even the sound of the stream near the village, where she liked to
spend the hours in contact with Atman. But Atman did not come. She opened her eyes and felt... naked. She let out her breath, an unusual and unsettling frustration resting in her chest and constricting it. She touched
her lap and ran her hand there, as if the caress would ease that pain that wasn't physical. Her powers had long.
since abandoned her. Since she had been attacked by the demons who stained those lands with the blood of
her sisters, desecrated the trees with bestial claws and left a stench of death in the air, she no longer felt her
gifts. Months had passed, but Nyana's nightmares were still as clear as a full moon. Screams, blood... despair.
It was common to wake up shaking and feel sweat running down your spine. She got used to spending the
rest of the night at the lake near the village, one she had discovered further south, away from the oracle
village. After the battle, few of them remained, and even those who remained still had sacred contact with the
world of souls. Why hadn't Nyana received the blessing? Or rather, why had he lost what had been given to her
since she was born for the purpose of divination? She tried not to think about it too much. She knew that each
witch had her own time, perhaps Atman thought that the other oracles were stronger and had recovered
better from the red stain that had spread in the White Forests. Nyana, on the other hand, was still trying to wash that stain. The nightmares were not only fooded with images of demons, she was also tormented by
the memory of how she almost lost her life in that attack, and how she was saved by the vampire she hadn't
seen in months. Sometimes he appeared in her nightmares like a balm in the midst of so much suffering and reached out to her in the same way he had done that time. My name is Videric. I am the brother of Arsene, the
vampire who is with Lymena. That touch... Nyana had never felt so scared in her life, but at the same time, a security flled her entire body as he lifted her close to him, his eye dark as night and his milky eye scanning the
forest for more threats. . Nyana didn't know if that
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Chapter 2 Vampire
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Chapter 3 World of monsters
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Chapter 4 Surprised
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Chapter 5 Because
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Chapter 6 Which descend
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Chapter 7 Breaking
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Chapter 8 That war
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Chapter 9 Not Just
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Chapter 10 Powerful
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Chapter 11 Ghost of smile
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Chapter 12 Not punishment
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Chapter 13 The fames
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Chapter 14 Outside world
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Chapter 15 Voice And looked
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