Chapter 70: A Mob

Surprised, she gripped the railings with both hands. It was a mob, a mob of vampires and some humans who were trying to keep up with the pace of the former. They were holding up signs, which she could hardly make out in the dim light.

The roars became louder as they approached the jet. The stairs quaked underneath her stilettos as the ground vibrated with their thundering footsteps. She tried to understand what was going on: these were protestors, demanding… to kill her.

“She cursed the crown prince!”

“Execute her!”

“Behead her!”

In no time, they closed in on the jet, causing her to step back up. They appeared to want more than just to protest. They wanted to punish her themselves as they outstretched their hands, approaching the stairway fast. She could now see the signs: drawings and nasty names, all of which were revolting and horrifying. They had dehumanized her completely.

They would tear her apart if they could land their hands on her.

Suddenly, the roars died down; they s