As the distance between the carriage and the mansion widened, I felt a painful squeeze in my chest. I was the sole traveller in the beautiful carriage, the same one by which I had first arrived at the mansion, as a bride and by which I was leaving, as a woman whose husband has given up on her because she was no longer needed. No one came to say farewell. I was certain that everyone must be rejoicing. Even Alice, even she stayed away. Not even Damian. The man who kissed me and pretended to care for me. He did not even come downstairs or to my room to bid me farewell.
My gaze fell on the little luggage beside me. I did not have a lot to take with me. I subconsciously stroked my ring finger where now only the silver ring sits. I left the wedding ring in the closet. I don't know why I couldn't leave the silver ring behind as well.
Maybe because it was a gift from Damian? my traitorous heart su
MyraI had been lonely before. Alone when Harmony went to work leaving me to finish the housework. Alone when father left and did come back home for days. Alone when even after getting married my husband never stayed in the same room with me, frolicking and going Heaven knows where. But never had that loneliness felt so oppressing. So suffocating.The food tasted bland. I idly stirred the broth. When it turned inedible I just threw it away. At the back of mind, I felt bad for wasting food but I could hardly eat anything. After washing the cutlery I blew out the candle and went to the bedroom. I shivered as I lay down, the sheets were crisp and fresh but since it had been unoccupied, the sheets had become cold.Sleep evaded me. Thousands of thoughts swirled in my mind, curling viciously around my heart and leaving me breathless. I tried to quiet my thoughts, silence my restless mind and maybe eventually I succeeded as I felt my eyelid
DamianThe sun was out and about by the time I reached the mansion. No one questioned me, no one had the audacity or the courage to do so. Only Andrew who was tending to the horses looked at me inquisitively which I ignored. What I felt last night was...something I shouldn't feel. I went straight to the library, my haven from the time I had carefully decorated this mansion. I couldn't overlook High Queen's contribution though, she had provided me with many books and manuscripts that I loved reading."I don't want any disturbance", I ordered Bastian who was standing at the foot of the staircase. He bowed as he remained standing stoically. As soon as I reached the library, I went to the section where I had compiled the books about the evolution of our kind. I started perusing through the spines and when my gaze rested upon the black spined golden bordered book, I took it out. This was the latest collection, written by one of the Royals - Diana, aft
MyraThe next day came a little tardily. I slept fitfully last night, whether it was because I was excited to meet Marie or whether it was because she had been kind enough to talk to me first was unclear. Maybe both. I got up as soon as the birds started chirping and dawn was creeping in, the sun spilling reddish hues across the horizon. I did whatever little work I had. I piled up my meagre clothes in a basket to take it for washing. The cottage was provided with its own well. I don't know whether I should be thanking my estranged husband for this or not.The chill in the morning air nipped my skin as I stepped out. I shivered as it caressed my face. I quickly drew water, keeping the basket of clothes aside and took the bucket inside to fill in the empty ones. Then I finished washing the clothes and hanging them outside even though I knew that it wouldn't be quite dry since the dew would stick to it but who cared? Today I will be taking a trip t
Damian"What is the meaning of this?" I questioned, barely keeping my anger under control. I also committed the atrocious thing of not bowing as was the custom and I was sure that this raised many eyebrows.A few days ago, Alexandra had informed me about our supposed betrothal and before I could interrogate her, she had vanished. I was left to grapple with my fury and confusion. It wasn't until today that I had found the time to visit the High Council.High Queen regarded with careful indifference. Inquisitor was not around today but some other council members were and I did not miss the way some of them looked offended on her behalf. Some of were shocked at the way audacity I possessed to speak to her Highness in this manner but deference was not what I had in me at the moment."I request the Council members to leave us for a moment, please", she said all the while looking at me. The request was an order in disguise and while
Myra"I must say, you are an excellent cook", Mr. Thompson praised making me blush. I smiled in acknowledgement. Marie giggled demurely and nudged me lightly. Last Sunday, Marie had almost forced me to have lunch with them and I couldn't help but oblige. This Sunday I had invited them. Marie and I have become fast friends. She often comes to my house, we talk even though sometimes I have to skirt away from certain topics due to obvious reasons.Mr. Thompson usually stayed out of the house and returned home during weekends. Even though he was a doctor, I wonder why he was never seen around the village. I had made other acquaintances as well. The villagers seemed kind and friendly. However, I sometimes get this eerie feeling of being watched but when I turn around or look around, I find nothing out of place."She baked apple pie yesterday. She gave me some for you but I couldn't resist so I ate them", Marie's notorious confession pulle
MyraHis lips were still inches away from me while his gaze remained locked with mine. I exhaled slowly and shakily as I stare at him dumbfounded. Mates? What in the world was that? My shock turns into doubt as I repeat, "Mates?"He nodded without taking his eyes off me as if gauging my reaction. I countered, "What does it mean?" Damian straightened, "It means that we are soulmates". He spoke slowly as if being careful with his words and waited expectantly for my reply.Now I understood what he meant. While I did not really believe in soulmates, I had read a little about them in novels and poetries. I scoffed, taking a step back, "Soulmates? That is highly unlikely"."Why?" He closed the distance again. I peered at him, "Well, because you are...a vampire and I am a human and...if we were soulmates I don't think you would be treating me in this way". The bitterness in my tone leaked. I got balled my fists, my nails diggin
MyraI don't know for how long I stared at the vacant place where Damian had been standing not too long ago. Mates? I was that...beast's soulmate? That heartless, ruthless creature was my...soulmate? The lump in my throat made me gasp and it was then that I realised that I was crying.God could be ruthless when he wished to be, couldn't he? I was still reeling from almost being killed by him. I subconsciously touched the crook of my neck. I could still feel the phantom touch of his fangs. I shivered.I decided to go and lie down for a while and gather my scattered thoughts. Dusk had slowly crept in. As I was about to go, I was startled by Damian again. "Returning has been delayed." he walked past me as if this cottage was his, well, technically he did own it and went inside the bedroom.I could only do so much as gawk at his retreating figure before following him into the room. "Excuse me, what do you think you are doing
DamianI saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?"I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."She gasped softly. I offered her a languid glance."My mother made the mistake of falling in love. Despite being a vampire who was probably a thousand years old and a Royal nonetheless, made the grave mistake of harbouring such a feeling. Towards a mortal." If I could go back in time, I would have stopped her even if that would have erased my existence from the world.Myra silently listened to me. "She pursued him. He was a rich merchant. Vampir