He doesn't move.
"This will only hurt for a second." He murmurs against your skin before you feel his fangs dig deep into your neck.
-
Somewhere in an old untouched chamber, located at the east wing of the castle, Dyan rests a hand on a surface of a door and pushes it open.
An instant wave of noxious smell from a body left to rot attacks his nostrils.
As he steadies himself with a few calm breaths, subtly pinching the bridge of his nose as he gestures the men behind in to get in.
The stench is unbearable.
He gives them orders to dispose of the dead corpse and to cremate it right away.
They nod their heads in unison before getting to work. Dyan stares from the corner of the room, calculating the number of supplies needed to get the work completely done.
A couple of potions should do the trick to fix this place up.
Not a scent of blood should be lingering in this room by the time he comes back.
Once the orders been given, he turns to leave.
The smell like that is capable of driving him crazy.
And not in a good way.
Luckily, his men back there are immune to the smell of gore and wounds since they're not completely a blood sucking creature.
When blood drives through the veins of a living person, Dyan can handle it. But when they're dead? It's a whole different story.
Dead bodies, approximately after a week, have been known to release some kind of toxic scent that can drive even the strongest creatures like him, insane.
Especially when their blood's exposed to sight.
"Your Highness." Yeong stops in front of Dyan with the same nonchalant look in his features. "Prince Aziel's brought a guest to his room earlier this morning."
Dyan raises his brow in question. "And?"
Without blinking, the trusted guard slowly takes a step back and swifts his body so that his shoulder faces his highness. "He's awaiting for your presence. His Highness thinks there's something wrong with the girl."
"A girl uh?" He sighs. "A girl or another blood bank? I swear if I have to deal with another dead body I'm killing him."
"You can't kill him."
"And why not?"
"Because then I'll have to kill you."
Dyan scoffs in disbelief before leading the way. "You really can't take a joke, can you? Try loosening up a bit. What good can your face do if you're always looking grumpy."
Yeong steps forward to open a door, allowing Dyan to walk through it.
When they reach the trail of the garden that leads to the chambers of the Prince, he mumbles under his breath. "Loosening up? My apologies. But I do not understand."
"It's a phrase used in the human world. "The young prince smugly says. "Tell you what. Next time I visit their realm, I'll take you with me."
The moment they arrive inside his parliament, Dyan relaxes his shoulders and stares at the girl unconscious in his bed.
"You couldn't even keep her alive for a full hour." He says with a sigh, silently tsking under his breath.
"She's not dead." Aziel defends himself before gesturing Yeong to leave. The latter offers a bow and exits the room in silence.
"She just passed out."
Don't they all. Dyan thinks to himself.
He walks closer by the bed to examine the girl's face that's hidden behind her locks of hair.
After catching a little glimpse of what she looks like, he turns around and collides his eyes to meet with Aziel.
By the way he's stiffly rubbing the back of his neck either means he knows something he doesn't or he wants something from him but is just too shy to ask.
He assumes it's the second one.
"I'll call someone to prepare the chamber. "Says Dyan disdainfully. "She can't stay in the other one since someone forgot to inform us about another dead human."
"Shakra's dead?"
Dyan assumes the name belonged to the deceased corpse and he scowls bitterly.
Aziel Basileus may be the next person in line for the throne, but his obliviousness can be quite disappointing.
He sighs. "Shak- yeah. Anyway, I'm leaving. I'll have someone fetch her later."
"Thanks, hyung."
-
Your head feels like you've been run over by a truck. Groaning, you fist your hair to create some kind of release.
What happened?
"Good." A low voice whispers before they're clearing their throat. "You're awake."
Peering an eye open, you spot a blurry figure standing a few steps away. You ignore the heavy pounding in your head as you pull your drained self up.
While you were unconscious, you had a strange dream.
You were in a room full of mirrors surrounding you. One mirror portrayed you when you were born. Another, when you turned five. And so on.
It was you but in different
periods of time.As you try looking through them all, a woman in a cloak suddenly appears in front of you saying.
"teraz nie czas."
You remember a bright light blinding you after that.
"teraz nie czas." It whispered for the last time.
And then you woke up.
Your fingers trail up the base of your neck, feeling the leather texture of the collar.
What on earth?
Everything around you is still vague.
"What are you?" Even his voice's hard to register.
Instead of responding, you crane your head back, slowly bringing it forward in a stretching manner as you rest your back against the board of the bed.
The collar comes loose and you toss it lazily to the ground. It lands with a faint thud.
The guy sitting at the far end of the room's starting to get impatient you can tell.
It's not until you feel his presence coming closer to the edge of the bed that you finally open your eyes.
You stay still, noticing the way his jaw clenches.
"What are you?" He asks again, almost growling. "How did you do that?"
So he noticed uh?
The room fills with nothing but silence since you refuse to give him a response.
Maybe he'll ignore you if you keep quiet for the rest of your time here.
That is if you're able to escape without ending up pooled with your own blood.
There's a knock on the door that causes both your heads to turn towards its direction.
Two men with swords hanging beside their waists steps in, bowing their heads in unison. "Your Highness. We're here to pick up the girl."
Before anyone can say anything, another person pushes their way in between the two guards to face His Highness.
A girl, seemingly your age.
Her skin's as pale as the snow and her hair is dark as the night sky without stars.
It's hard catching a full glimpse of her face since someone's blocking the way however, it's almost as if you know them.
"Yvon, w-what are you doing here?" Just a while ago he sounded like the most intimidated person ever. But right now, it almost sounds like he's about to piss his pants.
The girl still standing beside the door scratches her neck while gradually looking around like she herself doesn't know why she's here.
"Dyan said you brought someone. He said I'll-" Suddenly her eyes land on you and they grow wide in surprise.
Yours do as well. Because it's at this exact moment that you finally caught the glimpse of her face.
Hayeon?
What one earth is Hayeon doing here? How did she get here? Did she get kidnapped and auctioned too?
You open your mouth, wanting to blurt the questions popping in your eyes like explosives only to stop yourself.
No.
Judging by the way the boy's reacting to her presence, you can only conclude that this isn't Hayeon's first time here.
But what did he just call her?
Yvon?
But her name's Hayeon. Or is it not?
"I'll take it from here." She grabs the arms of each guard and forcefully pushes them out the room like they're a bunch of ken dolls before locking the door behind her.
Now that it's just the three of you inside, she ignores the questioning glance of the boy and rushes to your side.
"Calla, are you okay? " Frantically, she pushes your hair back to examine your neck.
When no sign of puncture is seen, she holds your face in between her cold hands and sternly looks at you straight in the eyes before saying.
"Be honest with me okay? What did Aziel do to you?"
"Calla, are you okay? " Frantically, she pushes your hair back to examine your neck.When no sign of puncture is seen, she holds your face in between her cold hands and sternly looks at you straight in the eyes before saying.
Each vein pulsating blood in your living body reacts to his presence and it's boiling with annoyance.
"You're not leaving." It's Aziel this time talking beside you, arms crossed over his chest. He does this thing of raising an eyebrow up, almost in a cocky manner that makes your blood boil."And why not?"He shrugs, fabric scr
"But my brothers-"Lionell cuts you off. "Don't worry about your brothers. They know of the plan and are actually on board with it."It takes you about thirty seconds to completely understand Lionell's words. You didn't happen to hear him wrong right? "I'm sorry what?"Lionell blinks his eyes and snaps his fingers again resulting in the book disappearing with a poof. "You're talking about Jeongi, Yoonsi, and Haru right?""How do you know them?"Lionell opens his mouth only to close it when Yvon sends him a glare from your side.Instead, he shows you a dimpled smile. "It's a long story actually. I'll have them explain to you themselves. It seems like my work here is done. I best be going now. It was a pleasure meeting you, Calla."You offer Lionell a hard stare.
Stuffing your face against the pillow, you hum loudly. For some reason, Yvon doesn't think the response is satisfactory. You're offended by that but choose to let it slide. You wonder what time it is. When the volcano erupted, it was during the afternoon. You were probably out for five hours before getting auctioned and once you arrived in the palace, you blacked out again. All those countless times you collapsed resulted in you losing awareness of time.It's probably late afternoon right now. I mean, you can still see that it's daylight outside."I'm serious, Calla.""I heard you."A Few Hours Later
Dyan nods his head in understanding. "I understand what you mean. You're a Lycan after all. Your brothers were just trying to protect you."You scoff absently. "I guess so."How does feeding you vegetables protect you exactly? Instead of voicing that out, you just shove in another spoonful of this world's yummy delicacy into your mouth.Yvon nibbles the bottom of her lip before placing another chicken leg on your plate, forcing a smile to show on her face. "Here. Eat more Calla. If you want, I can have the chiefs cook something similar for your midnight snacks.""Sounds like a plan." You wink at her.Later That Night.It was silent and everything that was alive in this realm had finally shut down. Slowly setting the blanket aside, you step out of
Trees surround your environment but that doesn't stop you from running towards the forest. At this rate, it'll take them until daylight for them to find out you've escaped.Where do go from here though?You've thought ahead of that. If a wizard like Lionell exists in this realm, then they're bound to know how to go back to earth.You give yourself a nod.Your mission from here on out is to find a wizard.A roar.And not a pleasant one at that. It's like a wail of a thousand demons.The wind blows harsher, stronger, and it's getting colder. When you look up, it's as if the trees are devouring you. You can't see the moon. There's no light and darkness engulfs you. But you can definitely hear something. And whatever that thing is, it's coming closer.You feel your s
But why does it seem like something's preventing you from recalling the events of last night?Yvon slides her hand up and down your spine as if to comfort you. "I've prepared you varieties of clothes you know. They're in the closet if you wanna check them out."Forcing a smile to display across your lips, you look up to your best friend and say. "After breakfast.-Aziel didn't show up at the break fast table so Yvon ended up explaining that he had to leave to check on the borders.Whatever that meant.Dyan had left afterward saying he had to take care of some things.Breakfast was fantastic as always and you were given the permission to roam around freely after that.But before you could start your journey, your best friend had pulled you back