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She moved back, didn't dare to look at him.
"I'm sorry!" Ryan pleaded, "I lost my control, Saya! Please forgive me."
He turned back to leave, cursing himself but when he heard the words that made his heart flood.
"I liked it," her voice was shaking.
Ryan clenched his fist. How could he be ignorant? She was alone and he had been just trying to get close to Rohan and forgot about her. Dashing to his room, he knocked to his head, shaking his head, he put on his uniform and got back to her who was stiffened on the chair.
He kneeled across her, held her hand that was as cold as ice, he felt more awkward, "I was rude to you, I said less about myself although there is frivolity about it. I wanted to make things decent between Rohan and me."
Her forefinger rested on his lips, hushed him, the stern face turned to a soft smile.
"As a wife, I skipped my matrimony duty, and you were a man enough not to protest as long as this marriage came from my clan."
"Please don't bother yourself, I've chosen you because my heart sat in a right place."
His heart! She flinched, did he truly like her? She opened her mouth to say, he was glamorous to her heart but the other words left her mouth.
"Rohan is waiting, I hope we make it out together."
Ryan swallowed, she was hard to get. Standing up, he moved to the door.
"Have some rest, I can help you with those calculations."
He slammed the door behind.
Saya released her breath, looking at a point, she touched her lips like someone who was kissed for the first time. Her heart still was quivering and it all twitched in her vessels and carried on in her body.
Ryan rubbed his hands and puffed into them. He could do nothing for what he had done, passing by an oil torch, he saw a carving on the wall and stood there. Why didn't he notice this before?
"Battle of Janib!"
Rohan emerged beside him, peering at it.
"What is that?"
"What I am going to show you is related to this one."
"Well, I'm so overexcited."
They began to march through the halls and went to the library.
"I used to come here with my grandfather."
"Do you like books?"
"Don't you?"
"I didn't spend much time in the library when what my father was teaching me took a long time."
He grinned, remembering himself fooling around.
"Come on, I'm sure you will like this one."
Rohan directed to the narrowed pathway and they scooted there. A guard was there but the boy dismissed him, "guard the corridor."
The man bowed his head and left the door. The boy took out a key from his chest as he didn't want to wait for the librarian and unlatched the door, pushing the door, Ryan's mouth dropped.
"Wow!" All the shelves were sculpted out of the stone and the librarian who was an old lady, she was cleaning them from dust.
"Lord James, welcome here."
The woman bowed her head for them.
"Razin, we want to see the battle of Janib engraving."
The woman nodded, "lately, the vampires' motions decreased oddly."
She led them to the carving, picked a lantern, and handed it to the young Lord.
"We keep there dark."
Passing through some aisles, she guided them into a dark room, all walls were constructed by carvings.
"This is wonderful," Ryan uttered.
"Our land was the first one that was attacked by vampires five hundred years ago."
The boy said, his face rooted gloomy.
"I thought they first seized Parsa."
"Nope! Parsa was the second one, one hundred years later."
Razin corrected.
"Razin, please read the carving notes."
Under the carvings were written words in Bead language.
The boy turned to him, added, "master Razin was my mother's master. She is from Parsa, wife of Kaya, the astronomer."
Ryan knew the man, he couldn't forget the wishing night, the night that Saya captivated him, chained him in her eyes.
"You are great people, milady."
He served her respect and the woman went to the beginning of the carving on the right side, smiling at him. Ryan kept the light for her, making certain that the soot made of burning oil wouldn't harm that piece of history that was mixed with art. The curiosity was tickling within him and graced the juncture because Rohan was letting him educate himself with their culture, which meant to trust. Far better than being in the court that his mother forked.
"A light emerged in the sky, blazing as stars in the sky, but sooner the wind was summoned as the white wings flapped hardly. The sky was dark and cold, our people were in their houses when Ashamans appeared above their heads, intoxicated them with that pale and numb beauty, the beautiful angels turned to demons with red eyes and tore the throats."
Ashamans, the vampires in Bead language, Following the carvings, Ryan saw a bat above people, that must be the mother of vampires due to what he heard of her in myths. But this wasn't a myth! That damned faerie was a bat, a dark witch, a powerful one that could suck blood and turn many people into vampires.
"The mother of vampires, the star that was blazing, she wasn't an angel from heaven, nor was she a fantastic white Griffin. She was a demonic creature, a white bat with red terrifying eyes that could prick your terror."
Ryan swallowed, during the attack, he saw that she kept being in the sky, but the vampires down there caught the blood and fed her! Why?
"She came here to feed her children!"
The woman ceased, he noticed it only through watching the carves.
"She did, in Parsa, the attacks were the same. Then when the war began, Faeries came to serious action and began to hunt them, it was the time the mother of vampires vanished and never showed herself."
Ryan looked at the rest of the carvings, battle in Parsa, Jodian, and then the latest one in Phola.
"Something is wrong.." They had absorbed blood to feed their desire in these lands! But how could they increase their population? Reproducing? Not even possible, their reproduction could have occurred if they had women but his father said that they don't have many females, and one of those he caught once was barren.
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