Broken Eternal Oath and His Endless Remorse

Synopsis

I had been a lowly blood thrall for the Blackwood Coven for five years. The Lord, Victor Blackwood, slit my wrist in front of everyone and fed my blood to his new lover. "A mongrel without being embraced is only fit to be Vivienne's nourishment." I didn't struggle. Amid the laughter of the vampires, I took my last breath. A hundred years later, at the Supreme Council of the Night Union. A pureblood vampire, crowned with dark red thorns, pushed open the heavy doors. All the lords dropped to their knees. It was the Ancient, concealed for a millennium. The Ancient lifted her black veil. Victor's crimson eyes instantly widened in shock. It was her. On the Ancient's flawless neck, a one-of-a-kind golden sigil blazed like fire. "Your Highness..." Victor dropped to his knees, shattering the marble beneath him, his voice trembling. With a lazy twirl of her scepter, the Ancient's gaze turned to ice. "Drag this worthless bat out and hang him." The Immortality Spell within Victor's heart began to rage out of control. A hundred years ago, he found that one and only pureblood covenant too filthy to bear and destroyed it himself.