Lost Princess of the Original Bloodline Returns Chapter 06
Luca’s POV
Ten minutes later, a servant ran back into the hall dripping with cold sweat.
He was deadly pale. Shaking violently.
“My Lord.” He dropped to his knees. His voice trembled. “There is nothing outside. No ashes. No clothes. No trace at all.”
I crushed the crystal glass in my hand to dust.
Sharp shards dug deep into my palm. Blood dripped through my fingers.
“Impossible.” My voice sounded like it came from hell. “She can’t leave this castle. She can’t leave my blood,”
Murderous intent poured out of me. The temperature in the hall plummeted.
I stood up and ordered a powerful blood-tracking spell.
Let’s see how long that stupid woman can survive out there.
A few minutes later, Marco ran in with a scrying crystal. Shock and fear were written all over his face.
“My Lord.” He stuttered. “The tracking magic shows… Lady Elara… got into a convoy of twelve obsidian cars. They had the Nightshade raven crest.”
My blood froze.
Nightshade raven.
The crest of the Nightshade family.
The most terrifying Original family in the vampire world.
The pureblood royals who controlled countless ancient secrets.
They were strong enough to wipe any family off the face of the earth overnight.
“Are you sure?” My voice was horribly hoarse.
Marco nodded, trembling. “The convoy headed toward the border. The tracking magic was crushed by a terrifying power the moment it reached them.”
I fell back onto my throne. My mind went completely blank.
How could Elara have anything to do with the Nightshades?
She was just a stray I picked up off the streets. A nobody who couldn’t live without my blood.
Elara’s POV
A few hours later. In the sky above a private airport outside Onyx City.
A black jet powered by shadow magic slowly landed.
The cabin door opened. The familiar scent of my family’s pureblood castle surrounded me.
My parents had been waiting on the tarmac. When I stepped off the stairs, my mother burst into tears
She rushed up and hugged me tight. The warm embrace almost made me cry again.
“My baby girl. You are finally home.”
My father walked over. His big hand gently stroked my hair. His deep eyes were full of pain and guilt,
“I’m sorry, Elara. We are late.”
I shook my head and hugged them tight. Ten years of pain melted away in this warm hug.
“No. You are right on time.”
The next morning, the family’s elite coven healer handed over a detailed medical report.
When Gabriel saw it, his handsome face twisted into pure fury.
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“Continuous extraction of Original heart-blood for ten years to suppress his silver wound… Severe magic depletion. It triggered a backlash on her bloodline seal. Add to that irreversible silver burns.”
His voice was so low it could bleed.
He saw the horrible silver bullet scar on my forearm. Black mist exploded from him and shattered the gothic stained glass windows of the hall.
Glass rained down.
“The Thorne family. How dare they treat my sister like this.”
He turned to the family’s senior advisors.
“Pass down my order. Use all our power. Destroy every single synthetic blood supply line of the Thorne family. Cut off all their allied clinics. I want them to slowly die in despair and starvation.”
