Dance of Blood and Magic ENG

We Are Sealed in the Blood Moon

As the night was drawing to a close, the grand hall of the Waraha Clan was slowly giving way to a tired calm, filled with magic. The light of the Blood Moon still illuminated the interior of the hall, but the excitement and tension that had filled the night were gradually being replaced by a heavy silence.

Charlotte had distanced herself from the crowd, standing in a corner of the hall. Throughout the dark and magnificent night, vampires had approached her, hoping to dance and converse, but she had not found the connection she was searching for with any of them. The emptiness inside her had deepened. What she had hoped would be a turning point in her life seemed to have ended in disappointment. Charlotte had imagined that perhaps this night would be a significant moment for her, but that hope now felt distant.

On the other side, Engfa had spent the night conversing with both male and female witches who had approached her, but she had not found the bond she was seeking with any of them either. As the powerful and noble princess of the Waraha Clan, she had hoped to find her soulmate on this night; but as the night neared its end, her hopes were slowly fading. Watching the other witches dance, chat, and connect with each other only intensified the loneliness she felt inside.

At that moment, there was a stir among the crowd. Charlotte felt something pulling her from a distant corner of the hall. Instinctively, she turned her gaze in that direction. At the same time, Engfa, standing on the opposite side of the hall, felt a brief, almost imperceptible pull, as if an invisible force was drawing her toward a particular spot. She lifted her head and looked in that direction.

The two princesses' eyes met across the crowd, locking for a moment. Time seemed to stop, all sounds ceased. The noise of the hall faded into nothingness, leaving only Charlotte and Engfa staring at each other. In their eyes, they both felt the connection they had been searching for all night. It was as if a bridge had been built between two souls; they didn't know each other, but in that moment, they felt they had found the soulmate they had been seeking.

They felt a warmth in their hearts, a flutter in their chests. Charlotte felt as if she had found a missing piece that had been lost for a long time. For the first time that night, Engfa felt a stir inside her; it was as if the entire night's disappointment had led to this one moment.

Both princesses wanted to take a step toward each other, but they remained motionless, caught in the magic of the moment. Their eyes never left each other. In the midst of the crowd, they only saw one another. In that frozen moment in the hall, it felt as though the world existed only for them.

This moment marked a new beginning in their lives. As the night came to an end, under the light of the Blood Moon, fate had brought them together. Just when they had lost hope, fate offered them an unexpected gift. This gaze was not just a chance encounter; it was the beginning of their souls coming together.

As the night neared its end, the hall was steeped in a timeless stillness. Charlotte and Engfa, lost in the crowd, saw only each other, unable to resist the deep pull they felt. It was as if the entire universe was focused solely on their existence. Time had stopped, and the world seemed to revolve only around them.

Charlotte felt her heart pounding rapidly. The magic of this moment had completely enveloped her. Somewhere deep inside, she knew that this moment would change her life forever. She took a step, then another... Engfa, as if pulled by an invisible thread, began to move slowly towards Charlotte as well. With each step, the bond between them grew stronger.

Suddenly, both princesses felt a warmth on their wrists. They paused for a moment and looked down at their wrists. On Charlotte's delicate, pale skin; on Engfa's lightly tanned skin, seal marks began to slowly appear, glowing as if they had been branded with fire. Both princesses immediately understood the meaning of these marks: Fate was sealing them together.

As the marks appeared, the pull between them intensified. Charlotte and Engfa began to approach each other more quickly. Their hearts did not hesitate for a moment; this was the bond they had been searching for. They had found the other half of their souls. Their faces were filled with surprise, excitement, and an indescribable sense of relief. They felt that fate had brought them together.

However, just as they were about to come close, when their faces were nearly touching, they were confronted with reality. Charlotte, with a moment of hesitation, stepped back. "You... you're a witch?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with astonishment.

Engfa also hesitated, her eyes filled with the same surprise. "You... are you a vampire?" she asked, the words escaping her lips with difficulty.

The magic of that moment suddenly gave way to an intense silence. Both began to question whether fate was playing a trick on them. A witch and a vampire... For centuries, no one had crossed the boundaries between these two species. But the seal marks on their wrists indicated that they were meant for each other.

Both princesses looked at the marks on their wrists once more, then back into each other's eyes. The fact that fate had brought them together in this way was both terrifying and enchanting. The powerful pull they felt inside was keeping them together despite the differences between their species.

As they looked deeper into each other's eyes, they felt a profound inner conflict. Resisting such a strong pull was impossible, but at the same time, the person standing before them was from a species that had been considered an enemy for centuries.

The silence between them was as palpable as the beating of their hearts. However, this silence signaled that they would not give up on each other. Charlotte and Engfa looked at each other once more and decided to discover together where fate would take them. This seal was just the beginning