I felt the air coming out of my lungs and my heart bits race. I knew that Lestat was a good soldier, an incredible warrior. Now that I had confirmed my love for him and he did confirm his, I didn't want anyone to hurt him.

Irhin- Why should things be like this? I have never felt this way before. And now that he's mine, I must face reality.

Tears flowed from my eyes. My heartbeat uncontrollably, it hurt so much to think that he could lose his life to Lestat hands.

Darklion was already in his castle, he remains silent for a long time locked in his study.

Darklion - I must accept it at once and for all. What I feel for her... my empty chest is being filled with all her warmth.

From the moment he accepted his feelings for me he had become someone else.

Marius- Darklion?

Marius entered the room, Darklion had not even noticed his presence. Something very unusual in him. Marius knew that his king was changing, he was distracted that was not normal on him.

Darklion- Marius, come in. Where is Enovi? Did she come back?

Marius- She said she would come before you soon.

Darklion- alright. Was everything alright with Enovi?

Marius- Yes we're alright, are you alright?

Darklion was still deep in his thoughts, he didn't hear Marius' question.

Marius- my lord?

Darklion reacted to Marius question.

Darklion- Did you say something?

Marius- I asked you, if you're alright?

Darklion- Y-yes, I am.

Darklion turned around and walked to his window.

Darklion- Marius?

Marius- Yes, my king?

Darklion- How did you feel when you see Enovi? or when you can't see it?

Marius- My king, I-I ...

Darklion- I know how you feel about her Marius, all these years being by my side. I know it since the first time you met each other.

Darklion knew that between Marius and Enovi there was always an indescribable chemistry. The two in a way complemented each other.

In battle, he always behind her protecting her back and she protects him. Being the two of them together they were incredible warriors, that's why Marius and Enovi were the only warriors that Darklion trusted even his own existence.

Marius- Since when...

Darklion- I'm your brother Marius. I know you well... Sadly I transformed you.

Marius- You saved me...

Darklion- I don't see it like that Marius, I turned you into this.

Marius- Don't say it... It wasn't like that. My human life was miserable, I was abused all my childhood by my two parents. I was sick, and they were too. When I finally defended myself at 17 before I even ran away, they beat me. I was half dead, surviving by eating rats and roaches when I could. Drinking water from the drains; I was nothing, and nobody. Then, you came to me, you took me out of that "hell" I was living and gave me a second chance. This war is not in vain, my king. I understand very well your battle, your war and nothing would please me more than to give this opportunity that you gave me to live... for you, and only for you.

Darklion- Do you think your human parents deserved to continue living? after all they did to you and to your brothers?

Marius- They deserved what I did to them when I became a vampire. I'm not sorry for anything I did and I'm sure Enovi feels the same way.

Darklion kept quiet, he knows firsthand what it feels to be lonely. He simply nodded to that last comment Marius had made to him.

Darklion- You are dismissed Marius.

Darklion had his back to Marius.

Marius- excuse me, my lord.

Marius left the room, Darklion was alone. He was still thinking about all that happened when we were together. The contact with my warm skin, Darklion could still feel it on the tip of his fingers. The difference between his temperature and mine was evident. I had a beating heart, full of life and warmth. And he, he had a cold heart, from the moment of his death it stopped beating and now it was like an empty hole.

Darklion- I don't deserve her...

Darklion reacted to his own words, it was the first time that the Vampire King had felt inferior to someone, before a human. He only made a crooked half smile realizing that He went to one of the drawers on the nightstand next to the bed where he had never slept on, he pulled out a small sheet.

There was a drawn portrait that I had given him; a portrait that I had made of myself. Well, Darklion had seen it on my desk; he had taken it to observe it and then I said to him: "Keep it, this will be my first gift for you..."

That was a valuable gift to him. He placed it there, along with some objects that he had recovered from that day when he returned his home, after having remembered where he came from. It was a portrait of his father that Darklion himself had drawn when he was a human and a letter that his father had written for him.

Darklion- Dad, I hope you are proud of me... of what I've become, what I'm now and what I do for my own existence.

Darklion placed the portrait of myself and his father, inside the drawer of the table and closed it. He had this feeling on his chest, the emptiness in him felt strange now, he placed his hand on his chest. It was like a pressure on him.