Chapter 29

“You know Henri?” He asked.

I nodded. “Eldest Vampire. Eldest living person from a magical specie.”

He tutted and shook his head. “Not eldest living species. Just the Eldest Vampire. It was witch that turned him.”

I looked at him.

“The witch is still alive.” He laughed. “Crazy old thing. Over 4000 years old.”

“She was the first witch?” I asked.

“Oh no, she wasn’t.” He said. “She was the first witch to dabble in the dark arts. Every witch in her coven is long dead.”

“But she’s still alive...”

“Yes. With the help of Dark magic. She’s a cast-out. To dabble in the dark arts is an abomination amongst their kind. It takes part of your soul.”

“I’ve never heard of her.” I said.

“I know. She likes to remain a secret.” We entered a large room. “Sit.” He opened a mini bar that doubled as a refrigerator. Cool mist drifted out as he opened the bar.

I sat on a big couch and struggled to maintain my balance because of how soft it was. It was swallowing me and I just let myself be swallowe
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