Cursed Blood: Born to Kill or Die by Svetlana Ivanova

Author:Svetlana Ivanova [Ivanova, Svetlana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Svetlana Ivanova
Published: 2016-09-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Mom didn't know I was missing at all. And you might think I got a good night sleep after that, but I had a terrible nightmare that night. I dreamed about some fragmented events that I had no experience of having in my life.

In the dream, I was watching senseless images of people like a movie, except I was standing in the middle of the setting while the movie was being made.

I was in an enormous place that looked like a courtroom.

In front of me, there were rows of wooden seats. People were loitering around, dressing in elegant suits. All these men and women looked beautiful like they were in a painting. There were platforms of cushioned chairs lined up against the walls like a theater. Some of them wore long heavy coats embroidered with silver and gold reeds. I watched a few important-looking men flicking through files, talking all the time to one another.

The people on the row behind me were also whispering frantically around the courtroom. And when I looked at the place some more, I saw a massive crested chair, all in gold with the back of the seat narrowed in three prongs filled with precious gems and rubies. This amazing thing could possibly be a throne for a king or a queen.

The throne was empty, but it still looked so majestic and powerful.

All the whisperings and mumblings of the crowd grew louder until the grand doors of the hall groaned open. A troop of guards stormed into the room with a very ancient-looking man walking in the middle. His long heavy red coat dragged through the floor. The man was much older than the rest of the people here. Yet the way he moved made him seem timeless as if there was nothing wrong with his aging body. Pale and mighty with a grim mask on his face, the old man seemed like he had just woken up from a tomb.

"Up!" someone's voiced echoed and the crowd silently rose up to bow at his presence.

The old man came to the throne and settled himself. Everyone took their seats again. The guard faded to the background. One of the men in silver reeds coat stepped out to the center.

"Your Majesty," he said with a respectful bow. "I would like to outline the prosecution's case."

"You may proceed, Lord Aldric," the monarch replied in a slurry ancient voice. Then Lord Aldric turned around to face the crowd.

"Dear my lords and ladies," he started, straightening himself up a bit more. "The Vampire House is honored to have your company. However, it's not an ordinary meeting today. We have a rather alarming encounter with an extraordinary crisis. With all due respect, Your Majesty, I would like to bring in the subject."

The doors opened again, revealing another group of guards marched into the hall. The silence in the courtroom grew heavier. Coming forward with a graceful walk, I saw a middle-aged man with silk black hair; his eyes sparkled like a gemstone.

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