The snow this winter is so deep that humans are not traveling as usual with their dog sleds. I have not had blood in a few days and I am feeling weak.
Suddenly I smelled human blood. I spotted two humans from a distance. Fresh blood was slowly dripping on the white snow. They probably had an accident and were lost.
My immortal life gets complicated when a good - looking nineteen - year old Viking vampire named Mikael asked for my help.
During our sea voyage to free Norway from English vampires; I started having feelings towards Mikael's eighteen - year old brother Noak.
My name is Klara and I am a Viking Vampire.