
Prince Diaz felt powerless to see his wife's condition weak and critical. The doctor explains that Zoya's daughter is drained of blood. In addition, his liver has been partially eaten by the baby in his birth, and several other organs are injured.
“Zoya you suffered so much while containing the fruit of our love. I promise I will not make you suffer again after this.” he said sadly while holding tightly his wife's hand. Not feeling his tears dripping because of the deep sorrow to see his wife who is still in a coma.
“What should I do now for you to survive. I can't live without you, baby. Our daughter needs you too.” Prince Diaz said again while kissing his wife's pale lips. He kept talking to his wife despite not getting a response. He hugged his wife's body again before leaving and seeing their daughter.
The next day he saw his wife and brought their daughter.
“Beautiful look at your mother who is still unconscious after giving birth to you. Try talking to your mother.” bring the baby closer to Princess Zoya and put it to her chest. As if understanding what his father said, the little baby looked at his mother and smiled.
“Zoya. Look at her so pretty like you. Her lips, her eyes are very similar to yours. Quickly wake up dear..” suddenly the princess' finger moves and the prince sees it.
“Honey, you wake up..?” said the prince clasped his wife's hand and waited for her to open her eyes, but it did not happen and made her sad again.
“We haven't named our daughter. What if I give you a name first you add the full name ?” Prince Diaz was silent for a moment and thought, looking for the right name for his daughter.
“I want our daughter to be the light of our lives and give hope to you. Orion.I think that name is suitable for the name of our beautiful daughter. What do you think ?” he said while looking at his wife. The princess could not open her eyes yet but she could move her fingers and hear voices.
“I hope you open your eyes soon and we can get together again dear. I know you can hear me and respond through the tiny movements of your fingers. I assume you agree with the name I just gave our daughter.” felt his wife's hand move and kissed her.
A month has passed and until now Princess Zoya is still in the hospital with conditions that still remain as before, no significant development.
After a month in the hospital and no progress, Prince Diaz took his wife home and began further treatment at home.
At that time his father Rian came to the house to see the condition of Princess Zoya.
“Uncle do uncle know how to cure my wife to be immediately aware of coma ?” ask her to Uncle Ranu who checked the condition of the woman. With a sad face Uncle Ranu looked at Prince Diaz.
“Your wife's life is just counting days. At the longest he will last for the next two months.” he replied exhaling heavily.
“What did uncle say was true ?! No. That can't happen. We haven't been married long and I don't want to lose her. I want to do whatever I want to do as long as my wife is safe, uncle.” said he felt sad and desperate because he did not know what to do.
“You know son, he's suffering because he's human. He will not suffer again if he becomes an immortal being like us.” he said, bowing his head. Because it will also be risky.
According to the rules of the amulet race, they could turn ordinary humans into vampires like them, but of course not into a pure amulet race and that was very risky, he said, because it can take human life if it fails and other problems.
“I mean uncle... I have to make my wife anubis ? No uncle, I will not do that.” he said rejecting the advice of his father Rian.
“Yes the decision is in your hands, son. It's all up to you. I'm going first. Hopefully your wife will soon realize and you can regroup.” he said as he patted Prince Diaz's shoulder and returned to his village.
Prince Diaz led his uncle to the door without saying a word. He then went back into the room where his wife was being treated. He thought of his uncle's words which made him a dilemma. There is no other way but that. But what if he fails ? He doesn't want to lose the only woman he loves. Because the amulet race is a figure who is loyal to his partner and will never be able to love other women in his life. Therefore they really fight for the life of the woman they love.
“Then if I manage to make Zoya anubis, how will her life be ?Will I always be able to protect her?” he murmured while looking at his wife who had still not opened her eyes as well until now.
Two months passed and Princess Zoya's condition became more and more undeveloped and worsened. It used to be able to move a little finger but now it was like there was no sign of life from the princess. Even his body looked thinner than before. Until one day in the cold night, the princess' body convulsed and her eyes opened wide.
Prince Diaz who saw his wife's condition like that immediately embraced his wife's body. He called his name but his wife did not say it even though her eyes were wide open. He then checked his pulse and his heart rate was getting weaker.
“No Zoya. I'm sorry. I had to do this. All I do is because I love you so much, baby.” he said sadly. He hugged his wife and bit her throat, sucking her blood out.
A moment after there was no blood on her body then the princess' body looked wrinkled, visible bones protruding clad in dry skin like an undead. The cells in the body of the princess began to regenerate and arranged a new chromosome series that is different from before. Now the skin looks fresh again despite being pale in color. His body expanded back to its original size. Lastly, his eyes opened with the color of his eyes turning red. He opened his mouth and saw his fangs.
“Zoya... dear... You are aware now.” said prince Diaz hugging his wife who is now an impure vampire.
The princess who felt a change happening to her saw her reflection in the mirror and was startled.
“Diaz...I am now like you. What happened ?” he asked after coming to his senses and found himself turning into a vampire.
Prince Diaz did not answer the princess's question. She kissed Princess Zoya's lips as she felt a deep longing.
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