Chapter 533 - Wake up from a bad dream.

The dream began without warning, as if she had been in the middle of it for hours. There was no transition between sleep and nightmare, only the immediate certainty that something was wrong. The sky above the vampire castle burned in dark tones, not with ordinary fire, but with a reddish light that seemed to emanate from the very air. The towers that had remained untouched for centuries appeared cracked, broken in half, collapsing in heavy blocks onto courtyards filled with smoke and dust. Royal flags burned, clinging to the flagpoles, turning ancient symbols into ashes carried by a wind that smelled of iron and ruin. Liza stood at the top of the central staircases, watching everything unfold without being able to move a single muscle, trapped in the role of witness to her own downfall.