“My father is a vampire?!”

            Rozelyn suddenly fell to the ground due to shock. Lucky for her that Rosette was just behind to catch her.

            Thalia looked back and saw Rozelyn was now on the grass. Her face was sorry for Rozelyn; pitied the young soon-to-be Vampire Queen.

            Rozelyn was panting, sweating, and shaking. How many more lies and secrets she has yet to hear? If only her powers being a Thaumaturge include her being able to travel the Ever After, the equivalent to Afterlife, she had long done it in order to squeeze answers from her dear beloved father.

            “What else did my father tell you?” Her voice was...