Today I will be picking up from last week’s post. This is from a novel I found a while ago that I have decided to work on again.
She was so engrossed with what the tree was sharing with her she didn’t notice a set of eyes peering at her, or the werewolf creeping up, ready to pounce. Before she could act she found herself bound to the same tree she had been reading and looking at who she knew to be the Vampire Prince and one of his many servants. She had seen many images of the Prince, after all she had been destined since birth to destroy him and his mother. However, being in his presence she couldn’t help but notice how stirringly handsome he was, if the werewolf hadn’t already stolen her breath the Prince would have.He was tall and lean, but muscular with dark hair, and eyes like clear crystals, that betrayed his stone features. Branwynne could see passion burning in those eyes, passion that was startling to both her and the Prince.