The Fallen Vampire

Enyo smiled when she saw that Keran was so happy to see her.

"It's been a long time princess, have you been well?"

The werewolf opened and closed her mouth several times before she slowly turned her head toward the man who still held her leg.

Unlike Indra who she could feel nothing from, Enyo's faint but ghostly aura was as welcoming as always and helped to confirm their identity.

"T-Then you really are..."

"Yes."

Indra released her leg and Keran slowly lowered it to the ground. "I-I'm sorry beloved but it's just... you feel so different a-and you can suddenly cultivate so I thought-"

"I understand, it's fine. We need to continue to put distance between us and the camp so let's move."

Indra once again started leading the group through the dark forest, leaving the rest of the girls in a group trailing behind him.

Finally, Keran couldn't take it anymore and bombarded Enyo with questions.

"Enyo, where have the two of you been all this time? How did you know to rescue me? Why the fuck can my love suddenly cultivate and why is he acting so strange?!"

Even though Kohaku, Kuro and, Vermeil still did not understand a lick of what was going on, they too were listening eagerly and waiting for an answer.

"Princess, if I tell you the truth can you promise to remain calm?" Enyo said gently.

Indra might not have remembered, but she knew just how much Keran loved him.

She was certain that the reality of what had happened would greatly upset her.

Despite that, when Keran nodded in agreement, Enyo began to answer her questions one by one.

She told them of how they'd spent all these years asleep beneath their ruined castle and had only woken up when some humans had somehow stumbled into the secret bunker.

When Enyo stated that Indra had absolutely no memory of his past life, Keran had to be supported so that she did not fall over from shock.

Suddenly all of his strange behaviors made sense and tears began to well up within her eyes.

How could this be possible?

The only man she had ever loved was not dead as she believed him to be, and for all of these years he was asleep underneath his own home.

To make matters worse, he had absolutely no memory of her or any of the time they'd spent together.

After hearing about all of that, Keran no longer cared to hear why her love could suddenly cultivate.

Wrestling herself free of Kuro's support, Keran ran towards Indra's broad back and wrapped her arms around him.

He felt her approach so he was not particularly surprised but he was unsure of her motives.

"What are you doing, little wolf?"

Even though tears were streaming down her face, Keran's words did not waver and were filled with conviction.

"I want to say that I'm sorry for not coming to find you. I don't care if your memories ever return or even if we have to start over from scratch but I will not lose you again!"

Even though Indra's emotions were a bit dull, even he was not immune to such a powerful declaration.

As such, his disposition softened a little and he placed a hand over Keran's.

"I..."

Indra meant to tell her there was no need for her to feel guilty and that there was no guarantee that he was the same person, however as soon as he touched her hand, the tide of memories he'd been suppressing began to trickle out one by one.

-

A scene began to play out from his past, one that was rather explicit.

He and Keran were naked and intertwined on his bed, engaging in what looked to be a rather long session of lovemaking.

Even though their intimacy appeared to be a bit rough, there was an undeniable gentleness that could be seen as the two lovingly caressed each other's sweaty bodies. 𝓯𝒓𝒆𝒆𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Suddenly, Keran pushed Indra back onto the bed and climbed on top of him.

As she lowered herself down onto his member, a light of madness and possession could be seen in her eyes.

Even in the memory, Indra found her to be incredibly beautiful.

"I will love you until the end of time, little wolf."

-

As quickly as the memories came, they departed. Leaving Indra with a mild headache and an erection that only he could see.

When Keran noticed her love had been silent for a long time, she believed that maybe her declaration was a bit too much for the amnesiac vampire.

"I'm sorry... I know that must be strange to hear so suddenly." She said as she released him and began to back up slowly.

"It wasn't your fault." Indra finally said without turning back. "You could not have known we were sealed down there, nor could you have anticipated my memory loss. "

With that, Indra resumed moving through the forest at his usual quick pace.

His words were not that substantial and they were certainly nothing mushy compared to the poetry he would recite to her before but within those words, she saw glimpses of his old self and realized that he was not gone.

With recognition of that fact came clarity that in turn became joy.

As Keran followed behind her once betrothed, her steps were a bit lighter, and her tail swayed a bit more happily.

Enyo on the other hand was greatly displeased.

Seeing the way her prince was reacting to Keran's touch, she was certain that history would repeat itself and the two would soon be back together.

She wanted to be happy for them, but she knew that her master previously had eyes for Keran and only Keran.

Any other woman that attempted to seduce or come near him was belittled or sometimes killed if their approach was too strong.

Surely the reignition of their spark would snuff out any chance she had of being his woman as well.

It seemed as though no matter what she hoped, she was simply not fated to be any more than a companion to him.

As she tried to convince herself she was fine with that, a small tear fell from her eye before she could wipe it.

'Oh no... I can't even keep a simple promise.'