Chapter 7

The Trip to Westeros 1

I woke up on my bed, yes the bed he had prepared for me to sleep on before I sneaked into his room to check out what was happening, it was a good thing he had not sent me to the dungeon before then.

I then tried to reflect on what happened and yes, I remembered he sucked my blood, I hissed, the thought was ugly, and I rushed to the toilet: I kept on vomiting whenever I remember him eating those human parts.

I stood up and then I received a message from one of his guards that I would be accompanying lord Darius to the Kingdom of Westeros and I should get ready.

Honestly, I have always wanted to know why he always went to Westeros, I had so many ideas in my head, and I thought maybe there was a secret path he took that always led him to somewhere else.

I could not bear being beaten up so I had to dress up quickly and got out. I went to meet him and even though I had tried my best to look beautiful his countenance made it clear that he wasn't Interested.

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