(Vlad's POV)
"Father, father!" I called out to him.
"V-Vlad…*cough*" my father was coughing out blood. "I-I did not see it coming…"
"Save your breath…" I said, tears streaming down my face. "Let's escape and I will find a doctor that will heal you, okay?"
"I-It is too late for me *cough*." My father said while blood was trickling down his lips. "Listen to me, Vlad."
"Yes, father." I said.
"Live…" My father said. "Survive and live. Your life, is the most important. Promise me, Vlad. Promise me."
"I-I understand." I nodded. "I promise, father. I will live no mayter what happens."
"Your mother *cough*." My father said. "Do not blame your mother for this."
"What do you mean, father?" I did not understand what he had meant. "Father? Father?!!!" That was his last words.
I laid my father's lifeless body and looked at the imperial general that killed my father. He was in full armor with the crest of the Draconian Empire on his chest plate. His blue cape was flying with the wind.
