I am Tariel, princess of the Moon Kingdom. Could my dad, the king of the elves, have thought that his daughter would be stuck in a vampire prison? And the most offensive thing is absolutely innocent. And those two dozen nosferatu, crumbled into dust, had absolutely nothing to do with it.
However, I am not going to stay here for long. The plan is extremely simple: my uncle Veld is always ready to launch a couple of fireballs at the bloodsuckers. Just what kind of mysterious prisoner in the darkness of solitary confinement demands me to come to him? Why are his cold hands so different from the hands of other men? If only the damned overseers hadn’t put a sack on my head …
Age restrictions 18+, there are explicit erotic scenes! «
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