Viking Vampires

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.