Daniel's P.O.V Blood Wine.It's the strongest wine brewed in the Kingdom of As a vampire, I have a particular fondness for it. It's not just the taste that draws me in, but the rush of power it gives me. With each sip, I feel my senses sharpen, my strength amplified, and my speed increased.I've always been careful not to overindulge, though. Blood Wine might be potent, but it's also highly addictive. Too much of it can turn you into a mindless, blood-thirsty lustful monster. Besides, there's always the risk of getting drunk and losing control of myself.I should have focused on the last bit. Because if I would have then I wouldn't be holding a fragile hand which held a vase ready to be smashed on my head any moment I let it go. Blue irises of flower stared back at me shocked, twisting and turning the wrist begging me to let go of the hand that held the vase.I took a deep breath and tried to steady my hands through which power was surging through with an uncontrollably uncomfortable

Daniel's P.O.V A sudden shiver ran down my back as if something unpleasant had just happened. "Your Majesty! Which ones do you finalize?" The designer asked as I reinforced my lost vision on the gowns which were made for my Eleanor. My Eleanor. A pang of guilt hit me out of nowhere as the memories of last night surged through my nerves in and out of my heart. I took a deep breath to regain my thoughts before replying, "I'm not sure yet. Can you give me a moment to think?"The designer nodded and stepped back, allowing me to examine the gowns in front of me. Each one was beautifully crafted, but none of them felt quite right. As I pondered my decision, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.Suddenly, I realized what was bothering me. None of these dresses were fit for a queen. They were all lovely, but they lacked the regal dignity that I wanted for my wife.I wanted something for Eleanor which was never seen. Never worn. Never designed before. I turned to the desig

Daniel's P.O.V I wonder if drawing a sketch of the wedding dress was a mistake. I mean, I am no professional. What if Eleanor doesn't like it?"Your Majesty." Two words brought me out of my thoughts as I stared at the Royal Council with a blank expression on my face."Whar?" My voice came a little rougher and rude than I intended for it to be.But, I couldn't be blamed for that over the fact that I wasn't able to see flower since morning as I was too busy in dealing the upcoming marriage preparations. "We were discussing about the magic devices to project the wedding at the capital square, Your Majesty," one of the council members said, looking at me expectantly.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts. Can you repeat what you said?"The council member repeated their statement, and I nodded, trying my best to pay attention. But my mind kept drifting back to the wedding preparations, specifically the dress I had sketched for my lovely future wife.

Daniel's P.O.V "WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Henry's voice rang through and through in my ears. As I stared at him astonished and somewhat irritated by his scream. "Nothing, dammit. Just let it go, won't you?" I tried to calm him down, but he was heated up and aggravated."You can't just say something like that and expect me to let it go, Daniel! What's the matter with you?" He yelled, his face turning red with anger."I'm sorry, okay? I just didn't mean to offend you. And, I didn't even say anything about you for you to react like that. And, moreover it was a slip of the tongue," I replied, trying to sound as apologetic as possible."Well, you should be careful with your words then. You can't just blabber anything and think it won't affect others. How can you say you regret being born a vampire? Did it even for a microsecond cross your mind how would aunt feel if she heard it?" he asked, his tone lowering down a bit."I don't know. I seriously don't know what to do at this point. I wanna b

Eleanor's P.O.V Words.They are like the consequences of some darn war. Some make you bleed. Some leave scars. Some bring happiness which is followed by the long struggle. And, some... they leave you shocked. Shocked at the bloodshed caused. Changing the entire flow of thoughts in your brain channel.That's exactly what happened to me today as Henry's next statement filled my ears."I liked you." "What!?" There was no processing. No understanding. Just a reaction. A reaction which was well deserved given the situation. "What, what? I said I liked you." Henry said, shrugging as if liking his brother's mate was totally not a big deal."I heard that. And, that's totally absurd. Why would you tell me you like me on the day of my marriage? And, that too when you have a mate? Have you drunk some alcohol like your brother or what?" My words forced a laugh out of him as he turned to look at me, amused. "El, I used past tense. It was way before I met Rayene. Like way way before. I-"The re