Chapter 32 Kidnapped By Vampires

It was unexpected. Damian felt those people were kind, yet without even thinking about it, they sent him to the wolves!

The vampires moved away from the house, reaching the stables in no time. Damian was too weak to flee, so he tried to hide behind the hay, yet it was something that would never work.

"So here you are," one vampire said, licking his lips while looking at Damian.

It moved, yet the vampire beside him grabbed his arm. "remember that we must bring him to the Queen. No fang marks, nothing."

"Tsk. Fine, I was just messing with him. Come with us, or we will have to knock you down."

Damian was relieved to know he would not die, at least not right there, inside a dirty stable.

"No need for violence. I will gladly go with you," Damian said.

There was something inside him telling that those vampires were not things he could mess with. He would first try to recover his strength, and by that, his Telekineses ability would allow him to fly away, maybe even fly back to his world.

A carriage waited for them nearby, with a symbol of a bat carved on it.

"Go inside, and try nothing funny," the vampire said, pushing Damian's back, tossing him inside the carriage.

Someone was already acting as the coachman, so Damian had to share the insides of the carriage with the two vampires.

He looked to the side, and realized there were no horses pulling the carriage, yet it was moving.

"Is there someone with powers here to control the carriage? Also, why they look so rustic here. Don't they have Internet?"

The carriage moved up and down, as the road was not a decent one. Damian remained quiet for the first parts of the journey, and the angry faces of those vampires diminished by the time, especially after they drank some blood from flasks they brought along.

Damian saw that as the perfect opportunity to ask some questions and maybe got some answers from those people.

"Where are we going, if I may ask?"

"To the castle to meet the Queen. You appeared out of nowhere inside her territory, so she must speak with you," the vampire said.

That was already more than Damian asked for, and he did not ask further questions. He kept looking through the window, seeing the green scenery, way different from what he had up there, in Earth.

"There are no gigantic buildings, places without a single tree, nothing. This is underneath the Earth, yet the air is better."

The carriage did not stop for a second, continuing down the muddy road, until it finally stopped, after 8 hours!

Damian's belly was making noises he never heard. He needed food to recover.

"Follow us."

A huge cobblestone castle was in Damian's sight. It had a river surrounding it, with a bridge that went down the moment the carriage parked outside.

Another vampire waited for them by the door, looking at Damian as they passed.

They kept going, walking above a red-carpet, down a hallway that never ended.

There were many paintings on the walls, and the place had candles to brighten it up, though Damian believed vampires could see in the dark, anyway.

"She is inside. Go in," the vampire said as they stopped before a huge double door.

That was the throne room, and also the bedroom of the Queen. Anyone who wished to go inside needed permission. Not even the guards or servants could go in without one.

The vampire touched the door and tossed Damian inside the room.

Anyone in their right mind would act respectful inside the throne room, meeting the Queen. Damian was no different, but he also looked around to analyze the room.

It had the same red-carpet as the hallway, and many paints on the wall. Candles, old books, and furniture.

"It sure looks like the throne room of a vampire."

Damian looked up toward the throne, expecting the Queen to be there, yet there was no one sitting on it. "Where is she?" he thought, and then from behind the throne, a woman showed up.

She came from a door near the throne, which was where her bedroom was.

The Queen was dressed in a long purple robe, a sexy one, with a bra and panties.

She was not as pale as the rest of the vampires, and instead of having red eyes, hers were purple, just like her hair. "Purple is her favorite color, I assume."

But her body was perfect! Big rounded breasts, a perfect skin, and perfect waist to legs ratio.

Damian concentrated, thinking, "calm down, my friend." The thought was aimed at his down parts that were getting hard after seeing the Queen.

"You look cute," she said, licking her lips. "Are you the one that appeared inside my territory?"

Damian did not want to die, so he knelled, and said, "yes. I got attacked and got inside your territory without knowing it. Pardon me, Queen."

It was the best answer Damian found, better than saying he was from the upper world, sent down by a mysterious key.

"Tell me, what is your name?"

"Damian, your highness."

"I am Queen Serana, the one and only ruler of the vampires, and this is our territory. Are you speaking the truth when you say you got here without knowing?"

"Of course, Queen Serana. No one would be stupid enough to challenge your authority."

Damian was good with words, and despite believing he would get out of that place alive, he still looked for ways out if things got too bad.

"I see. Well, a handsome invader like you must be punished for invading my territory. You know, I cannot look too soft or else people will continue to invade this place," Serana said, moving toward Damian.

The situation looked dangerous. Damian's heart raced, and even if he wanted to, his wounded body would not allow him to escape.

When he thought everything was lost, Serana placed her hand under his chin, moving it up to meet her eyes, "I will punish you in bed. Come, little boy."