The Traitor’s Night

Here is the continuation of the story: Chapter 7: The Traitor As the figure stepped out of the shadows, Ember's eyes widened in shock. It was Kristof, Valentin's maker and the one who had forbidden him from loving a mortal. "I should have known it was you," Valentin spat, his eyes blazing with anger. Kristof sneered, his fangs bared. "You're a fool, Valentin," he said. "You think you can defy me and get away with it?" Valentin stood tall, his eyes locked on Kristof's. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect Ember," he said. Kristof laughed, the sound sending shivers down Ember's spine. "You're too late for that," he said. "I've already set things in motion. You'll never be able to protect her." And with that, Kristof vanished into the night, leaving Valentin and Ember staring at each other in shock. "What did he mean?" Ember asked, her voice trembling. Valentin's face was grim. "I don't know," he said. "But we need to get out of here. Now." As they turned to run, Ember realized that they were in grave danger. Kristof had set something in motion, something that threatened to destroy their love forever.