Chapter 157 Deep Breah

• King Thorvald sped over and sank his teeth into the pry. ‘She is the split image of her mother,’ he thought.
• On his way back to his throne king Thorvald signals a few of his vampires to come over, “The girl looks just like her mother, princess Claire. Take a drink from the priest so that you can see where the convent is. Start searching there for her,” King Thorvald said, wondering why his daughter, whom he compelled not to come near blood, not even cooked meat did such a thing.
• Earlier that day at the convent where king Thorvald left his daughter just over seventeen years ago.