Chapter 9
LUCIENS POV
I wanted to brush my hair but I held the tool up, looking at myself in the mirror.
None of this made any sense.
I should have been in that coma for another month or two, just as my twin who was writhing in pain right across the hall in the makeshift clinic father had set up for us.
But here I was, healthy and clean only three days after. My eyes were even void of the blackness that always accompanied the aftermath of the virus attack.
It was why we always made the cleaners wait outside after waking us up. We needed to clean up every evidence of the virus, and having black kohl smudged across our eyes every new day would raise suspicions, no matter how silly. Which we always made efforts to avoid.
This was the reason we were still Princes and hadn’t been given the crown completely.
We might do everything else to run the kingdom smoothly but the crown couldn’t be handed over to Vampires who can just fall sick for months out of the blue.
The people would revolt and the crown would be taken away from us.
Hell no.
So Father had to keep being King in name, and we’d help him do everything else while we can.
But with this new development, I could see a whole new world spreading across my view.
But there were a few clogs in the wheel.
Although I had my suspicions, I didn’t know what caused my quick recovery and I needed to do I could replicate it with Reed as well as the thousands of vampires in the dungeon that had to be locked up to avoid making the virus a pandemic.
It was a tight-lipped secret that we made sure to keep hidden because if people knew, they’d demand solutions.
And that was something we didn’t have at the moment.
Also, what if we couldn’t find a cure for him? Father might insist I take over, and that would definitely cause a rift between Reed and me, and I didn’t want that. He wanted that crown more than anything.
But with this virus, we’d been rotting in here, only able to leave once a year.
It’s been about a hundred years since the first case of the virus, but to date, no one knows how it started or how it spreads. My father had created over twenty teams to research it, and they always came up empty, so when it hit Reed and me, it threw him into a bad state because he really was considering
retiring this century.
I sighed, dropping the comb and walking out of the bathroom. I didn’t want to care about my appearance anyway, it didn’t take much work to look good. My genes did all the work for me.
Reed and I are one of the very few naturally born vampires, and this type of situation was just odd, yet, here we are.
I walked in, seeing my father’s latest possession, a gift from one of the Lords in charge of the Asian clan. He trained his daughter specifically for this role, but if he was smart, he’d know my father has a short attention span and would tire of her soon.
Hopefully, he didn’t kill her like he killed our mother for trying to save us from this life of blood and death. He is brutally short-tempered.
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2:17 pm
Chapter 9
“My Prince,” she greeted me, howing her head
I don’t say it, but that act irritated me to no end; we all knew they werent doing it out of respect or loyalty but in hopes of getting something from de. But I can’t tell the people not to how to me, it was an essential part of our system of government.
