Blood Oath – A Dark Royal Romance
Episode 3
Sienna had never believed in omens, but after the night , she couldn’t shake the feeling that something—or someone—was watching her.
The book she had discovered, The Blood Oath Chronicles, remained on her desk, its leather cover worn and cracked with age. She had flipped through its brittle pages late into the night, deciphering the faded ink that spoke of an ancient pact sealed with blood. The details were fragmented, lost in the passage of time, but one thing was clear: the oath was unbreakable.
The morning after, she arrived at the museum earlier than usual, her thoughts clouded with unease. She had barely slept, haunted by the strange whispers that seemed to echo in her ears as she read the book. Rationality told her it was exhaustion playing tricks on her mind, but deep down, she knew better.
As she walked past the marble statues and glass cases filled with relics, she felt it again—that eerie sensation of being observed. Her pulse quickened. She glanced around, but the museum was empty except for the usual guards. Shaking off the paranoia, she made her way to her office.
Just as she set her bag down, the door creaked open. Expecting it to be her assistant, Ava, she turned with a smile—only to freeze.
A man stood in the doorway, tall and poised, his presence commanding. He wore a dark coat over a fitted black shirt, his high cheekbones and sharp jawline strikingly handsome, yet hauntingly unfamiliar. But it was his eyes that held her captive—stormy gray, nearly silver, filled with an intensity that made her breath catch.
Draven Valerius
“Miss Carter"
He said smoothly, his voice deep, rich, and oddly familiar.
Draven Valerius
I believe you have something that belongs to me.
Sienna’s fingers instinctively tightened around the book on her desk.
Sienna Ardent
I’m sorry—who are you?
The man took a slow step forward, his gaze never leaving hers.
Draven Valerius
My name is Draven.
The way he said it sent a shiver down her spine.
Draven Valerius
And that book… it’s not meant for your eyes.
Sienna Ardent
This is part of the museum’s collection
She said carefully, trying to keep her voice steady.
Sienna Ardent
If you have a claim to it, you’ll need to go through the proper channels.
Draven’s lips curved into something between amusement and warning.
Draven Valerius
The proper channels?
He chuckled, but there was no warmth in it.
Draven Valerius
Do you think they would understand the weight of what you hold in your hands?
Sienna’s grip on the book tightened. There was something undeniably otherworldly about him—something ancient, as if he had stepped out of the very pages she had been reading.
Sienna Ardent
What is this book to you?
Draven stepped closer, and though he didn’t touch her, she felt an invisible pull, as if the space between them was charged.
Draven Valerius
“It is my past”(he murmured) “And your future.”
Her breath hitched. Before she could ask what he meant, the lights flickered, and a cold gust of air swept through the room.
Then, just as suddenly as he had appeared, he was gone.
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