|Chapter 3: Part 2|
“My lord? Are you in…” Thorne’s words seemed to fly away from him as he seen the moonlight pour into the Vampire Lord’s bedroom as if it were a way of loss, sadness; not the same moonlight he recalled of energy and life. “I am here, Thorne…” Mathias said solemnly, holding onto his fairy’s limp hand with his head lowered. “My lord…w-what…what happened?”Thorne asked in shock. Mathias sighed as he tried to find the right way to explain as he too could not understand, but it was unfortunately true, “She’s dying…when she was exiled from her kingdom, it was a death sentence…without her being in the aura of her homelands, her magic cannot replenish, therefore she is passing away…” Thorne became baffled as well as his leader, “Can you not save her?” “I’ve bitten her already,” Mathias began, “It should not have been this long to take effect…but…somehow I have faith…Mira is a fighter…she will get through this…” Thorne watched the fairy as the luminescence of the full moon made her look fragile, like a sleeping porcelain doll, “Do you really believe that, sir? That she will live?” Mathias felt his chest cave in from Thorne’s curiosity. Deep down the Vampire Lord wanted Mira to survive, he loved her, truly; he could not focus on what eternity would be like if she had faded from him.
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