The name hung in the air like a curse given voice. Sabrina Petrova—a designation that belonged to nightmares and cautionary tales whispered in darkened chambers. For over five centuries, that name had been carved into continental consciousness through blood and terror, establishing a legacy that transcended mortal comprehension.
She had first emerged during the twilight years of the Previous Seven Monarchs Alliance, when the continent groaned under different rulers and different laws. In those days, vampires moved openly through the shadows of civilization, neither fully accepted nor completely ostracized. They existed in the margins—predators who occasionally served useful purposes for those willing to negotiate with darkness.
Sabrina Petrova changed everything.
