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uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-ye-
It was 12th night, and while the rest of the world slept on in vague dread, the vampire prince sat on his throne, awaiting the return of his knights with this year's sacrifice. They never meant much to him, simply a vessel for him to drain although the elders had always called them sacred. But to him, they were merely a way to satiate his hunger, and he waited with a cool disinterest.
?:"Y-Yes sire-"
They left her still chained up but left the room. She struggled, trying to figure out a way to free herself or at least move her hands enough that she could get some give and maybe unchain the shackles on her feet
"Ngg-s-shit-"
She hissed through her pain, the chains hurting her-she had quite a mouth on her for such a skinny little weakling-