A wicked dawn is upon Scarlett, a sinful force at play. When unprincipled people are in power, one can only imagine the chaos that follows. They took her sister, they want her crown. Will they succeed in doing so?
#2 in the Kingdom Series.
Guess who finally decided to update? I DID! Hahaha, well without further ado, here's the first chapter :)
Chapter I
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Rose Rorieare Ruse
I could feel myself occasionally slipping back into consciousness but I could barely feel my limbs. Panic had kicked into action inside my brain but to my utter helplessness, I was frozen in place.
My eyes were sealed shut too. No matter how hard I tried to open them, they wouldn't budge open.
The only thing in my control now was my breathing and my thoughts. Keeping my breathing as even as possible, I tried to get a grasp of my surroundings.
I needed to get out of here.
I was tied to some type of chair, this much I could tell. The unbearably tight ropes making it impossible to forget my situation.
The room I was in, was bitingly cold. I was barefoot, the icy floor stinging my feet.
As I heard another chair scrape across the room, an unpleasant shiver ran down my spine.
Hushed voices could be heard on the other end and I tried my very best to focus on them. It sounded like a few men were in a heated discussion.
They seemed to be speaking a foreign language that was beyond my comprehension. Damn it!
Catching onto a few words of their conversation I realized they were speaking French.
Was I in freaking France?!
Oh god, please for the love of chocolate, tell me I'm not in France!
I was so so so screwed. Oh how badly I wished I had taken my French lessons much more seriously in high school!
Not only was I in a completely different part of the world, there were barely any werewolf provinces here!
France was the largest Vampire Nation.
Even if I did somehow manage to escape these rascals, my chance of survival was low. There were plenty of deranged vampires running freely in France and I was so not here for it.
I was on my own. The sooner I could get my hands on any kind of device, the sooner I would be safe.
The footsteps seemed to approach me now. Relaxing my muscles, I tried my hardest to even out my breathing. The less they knew, the better.
"Mettez-la dans la voiture." One of them said.
I had to stop myself from furrowing my brows. Just as he said that, my hands and legs were being untied.
Were they moving me?
I didn't have much strength but this would be my best chance at escaping them.
