Chapter Two-Hundred-And-Thirty-Three
**3rd Person POV**
Nathan was surprised. The lady he had approached could almost be mistaken for a girl with her innocent rudy-looking face. He wondered if she had been told not to interact with any werewolf. Nathan had not considered that before.
“I'm sorry, my lady, I was only trying to…”
“If you do not stop bothering me, I'll tell the guards to beat you up,” she told him in a hard voice. Nathan lifted his hands as a gesture of surrender and walked away.
This was going to be a lot harder than he had expected.
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They had finally had a breakthrough when Tyler staged a stakeout at an inn. He had discovered that a particular man would rent a room during the day and return to it only in the morning. It did not take too much observation to realise that the man in question was a vampire. He was promptly arrested. Dagen had followed Tyler's counsel and the arrest had not been made public. This was so that the other vampires would not be aware of what had happened. They still had not discovered where the other vampires were hiding out.
Dagen circled the vampire who was seated in the middle of the sparse cell. He was not certain what to do with the vampire.
“What is your mission here?” asked Dagen.
The vampire remained quiet.
“Do you understand what I say?” asked Dagen but the vampire had no reaction. This was going to be a lot harder than he had imagined. If the vampire refused to talk, what good was he?
Dagen was reluctant to resort to torture because while Tyler had been able to identify and arrest the vampire, there was no concrete evidence that the vampire in their custody had participated in any of the raids.
“We have evidence linking you to the raids so you had better start talking,” said Dagen. The vampire reacted to this claim by cocking his head to the side and smiling cynically. Dagen was bordering on the edge of frustration.
“See, I know you want to go home. If you can just tell me where the others are, I will let you go,” promised Dagen. The vampire remained mute. Dagen had a feeling that he was not going to get anything out of the vampire tonight. He decided to leave the vampire and come back in the morning. At least, then he could torture him with a little sun.
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“He won't say anything; it's like speaking to the wall,” Dagen shared his frustration with Tyler and Edvin. Tyler and Edvin had also tried talking to the vampire but it had proved impossible. The unfortunate thing was that the vampire raids began to grow even more aggressive. It frustrated Dagen to no end. The vampire in his cell was as good as nothing. The worst part was that they had been unable to capture any more vampires.
“If it were not for our children in Dome, I would have suggested that we put him on a pole and let his skin melt in the sun. It will serve as a deterrent to others,” said Lord Edvin who hated the situation as much as Dagen did. He had a baby on the way and he did not want to raise a child in a world that was unsafe.
“Do you think they can reach a settlement in Dome?” inquired Dagen.
“Dome is one of the few vampire settlements that is tolerant of werewolves. Unfortunately, we do not know where these vampires come from,” returned Tyler.
“But we do know that they are killing our people. They are no longer a nuisance, they are now a threat to our existence,” said Dagen.
While they were still speaking, a guard came inside the study. The three men looked at the guard curiously. They knew he would not have disrupted them without good cause.
“What is it?” asked Tyler.
“There's a dead man in front of the palace,” he said. By the fact that his fingers were trembling, they understood that that was not the only news he had brought them.
“And?”
“It is a vampire.”
The three of them were out of the door in no time. They made it to the scene and Dagen was troubled to see the vampire that had been locked up in the cell, sprawled on the floor, his skin frying due to the high sun.
“How did he get here?” Dagen looked at the two men. They were just as surprised as he was.
“Abbott, I want to know who was on duty last night in the cell,” Dagen said. He needed to know who would have dared to disobey his orders. This was a disaster because if news got to the vampires about this, they could take it for an act of war even though they had no right to, given that the vampire should not have been there in the first place.
“Your Majesty, we must report this at once,” said Tyler who was among the group of passers-by that had stopped to look at the corpse. The crowd gathering about the corpse had now doubled. The palace guards now had to shoo people away from the corpse until it was taken away.
“Report to whom?” inquired Dagen.
“The king of Dome. We can simply ask if he is a citizen and explain what happened,” suggested Tyler.
“What good would that do us?” asked Lord Edvin.
“So they can know it was not deliberate. We have to think of the royal heir that is there,” returned Tyler.
Dagen had not said anything for a while now because he had been thinking about his children. He did not want things to become complicated with the vampire king. Although, one thing was clear to him. If the vampire king so much as touched a single hair on his children's head, he would fight him to his death. He did not joke about his children’s life.
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