"I wonder why they are here…" Damian smiled. "Hehe, this should be fun."
Damian walked toward the bed and looked at his five wives with a warm gaze, smiling slightly.
"I'll be back before you wake up... my love, my heart."
In the next second, his figure transformed into a bolt of golden lightning, and in an instant, he disappeared.
Far away from the Twilight Castle, a thunderous sound cracked through the sky as golden lightning struck the ground, scorching and fracturing it, creating cracks in all directions.
From the impact emerged a beautiful man, tall and impossibly charming, with eyes red as blood, and messy, night-black hair flowing down to his shoulders.
The place where Damian landed was the heart of Twilight City, the capital of the world, the Nightingale.
His dramatic arrival drew the attention of all the noble vampires nearby, but the moment they recognized who he was, they immediately knelt in respect to their king.
