A vampire prince, longing for freedom from his father's control, wanders off down in the south on a journey. Jahmir imprisoned by his brother's shadow, unknowingly encounters a witch along the way. Unbeknownst to her, this encounter pushes her into...
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The vampire prince's back slouched against the soft sage green couch cushions, his head resting on the light green pillow with the sound of the birds chirping outside and the soft footsteps of a woman filling the spacious living room. Creating a soothing noise to his heightened senses, these light but distinct sounds allowed him a momentary reprieve from the turmoil within.
"Good morning Jahmir, No more vampires showed up!" Clover announced softly, circling the couch.
As Clover's voice reached his ears, he slowly opened his eyes, a smile forming on his face while still in a state of awakening.
Jahmir rubbed his eyes and extended his body, feeling a sense of relaxation. Using his elbows, he lifted himself up and placed his arms on the armrest.
He looked up at her with a serene expression, his deep brown eyes reflecting a rare calm. "Mornin' Clover, that's good to hear. But that doesn't mean that my old man has given up yet." Jahmir finished his sentence with a wry smile.
"He always has something up his sleeve." He mentioned.
Clover's health greatly improved the following day following the horrifying night, as Jahmir's healing abilities granted her new powers. Fortunately, no more vampires from his father appeared at her house last night.
At the moment, he didn't have a place to live, but he managed to spend the night at Clover's house nestled in a hidden courtyard after protecting her.
But still, it wasn't safe for either of them to near each other and with his father always plotting, staying together was an increasing risk.
"Hey, did I get any powers from you last night? I felt like a brand-new person when I woke up." Clover asked, her curiosity piqued as she gently plopped on the couch beside him.
Jahmir nervously rubbed the back of his neck and lightly, "Yeah, you have, I wasn't sure if you'd experienced anything, but it looks like you did." He glanced at her,
"What kind of powers? Is there a way that you can check?" she asked, Clover's eyebrows raised and her gaze intensified.
"Yes, there is, I can use my blood sense to see what abilities you have developed. It's a bit intrusive, but there's no other way." Jahmir nodded
