LOGIN“What the hell did you think you were doing there? Huh!”
Tania angrily snarled.
The minute I excused myself, to the changing room to contemplate Lady Rook’s identity.
She stepped from the shadows, just like she had been watching me.
“What do you mean?”
I arched a brow, asking like in unawares.
Like Emily said, I would get lots of enemies around here.
I already thought these through before I even started, in the first place.
“Trying to seduce the beast, and sneak in some points?” she stated, once more.
I held the hems, of my dance attire, looking at her confidently.
“I have no idea, of what you’re talking about, Tania,”
I replied.
“You don’t?” she snarled.
“Then maybe this will remind you,”
She cornered me, with her hands fisting. Next, she raised them up to hit me.
I noticed she had no weapons.
This made me reflexly used my arms to block her fuming outburst. I was about to bring out my dagger from my underwear, when a voice spoke.
“What’s happening here?”
It suddenly called out.
I looked towards the direction, and so did she, only to see Knight Lydia, with her assistant coming in through the door.
“What you think you’re doing, Tania? Attempting to hit the beast’s chosen?”
Lady Lydia stated.
“The beast’s chosen? Aren’t we all?” she asked.
“Wasn’t this game, the survival of the fittest, Knight Lydia?”
She savagely added, with a frown on her face.
“It still is,” she answered. “But since tonight, that changed for Ava here. Getting the beast to throw his Royal clothing, signifies she’s now one of his favorites,” she explained.
“You don’t want to be responsible for harming his favorites because it’s a crime punishable by death.”
Lydia constructed, before swaying her hands, towards the door.
“Now, scurry away,”
Just as Knight Lydia rounded it up, Tania gave me a death glare.
If looks could kill, I would be six feet under.
Tania slammed the dressing room’s door, in anger. The moment she was out, Knight Lydia turned to face me fully.
“Number 100,”
She called out.
“Somehow, I didn’t notice you around here.” she remarked.
“What is your name, dear?“
“Ava…Ava Goodchild,” I replied affirmly.
“And, what district are you from?”
“Demon Scavengers,”
I answered.
“Hmm…interesting. Another one from a brutal village, you must be quite intelligent and manipulative, for gaining the attention of the beast tonight,”
She stated.
“Flattered you think so, Knight Lydia.”
I replied, with a slight bow.
“You do not have to be. Focus more on the game to survive dear,”
She answered.
“Felicia,” Lydia called out to her assistant.
“Yes, Knight Lydia?”
“Lead her to the beauty room. Make them prepare her for the beast tonight,”
“Your wish is my command, Lady Lydia,”
She answered.
Before we left, Knight Lydia drew closer to me. With a hand on my shoulder and a look of trust and responsibility.
“Using your opportunity tonight matters, as well, remember.”
I nodded in response.
Before following her out of the dressing room, with my heart thudding at each walk, towards the beauty room.
…
By the time the welcome party was over, I became more nervous than ever. Reminding myself, over and over again, as to why I was doing this.
I reminded myself of why I was playing the game.
And why I had to survive.
At every moment of this, at all costs.
People relied on me.. without me, Piper wouldn’t be the same.
Mother won’t be. Neither will Moses. I watched mum cry, so much after Jasmine’s demise.
I couldn’t add to that.
I just couldn’t add to that.
“Pick a color, My Lady,”
One of the maids, told me.
Setting various colors of robe in front of me.
“Anything that looks good, I guess.”
I retorted, unsure of what color to pick.
“Then this would do.” she smiled saying. “Pairing it with this of course.”
Her hands spread out on an underwear, really exposive.
“You think so?”
I said, after seeing the blue beauty she just set aside.
“Yes, I do. It would compliment your raven dark hair and glow, just like the stars in the sky.”
She explained.
“Thanks, I’m Ava. What’s your name by the way?”
“Cassandra... It’s strange you’re asking because, no one has ever asked me for my name,”
“I feel so honored, My Lady,” she stated, curtseying.
As she did, I noticed more of her stature.
Cassandra was a little plump, with a wavy hair and some freckles just at the sides of her cheek.
Couldn’t deny the freckles made them rosier and prettier.
“Then get used to it. Cause you deserve so much more.”
I said.
She brought some vanilla scenting oils, applying them on my hands and the part of my skin that showed.
After a few moments, she worked my hair, preparing me to stand up.
“You’re ready,”
She breathed out, smiling at my reflection.
I looked into the mirror, unable to recognize myself.
“How does this work?”
I asked.
“My lady, what do you mean?”
“The breeding, I mean. How does one breed a baby for the beast.”
I stated.
“My lady, surely your mother would have explained it to you. I’m quite sure you’re aware of it.” Cassandra said.
“She didn’t. That’s why I’m asking.”
I said, taking her hands in mine.
Mother always restricted me from these topics. And, I was left wondering, most of the times.
A door suddenly opened, with another maid rushing in.
“I’m afraid we must head out now, milady.”
She said, with a submissive stance.
“Yeah sure,”
I said, taking one last glance at Cassandra. She gave me an assured look.
The maid led me to a guard, who introduced himself as Jaskier.
He took it from there, leading me to the beast’s chambers. The minute I got in, I found myself almost hyper ventilating.
I mean, what if I failed everyone?
I risked it all to get here, and I didn’t even know how to breed his so-called child.
I had never felt so powerless in my life.
The door slammed shut, as soon as I got in.
On my spot, I trembled, with my hands shaking.
“Welcome, little Ava.”
A sinful voice let out.
King Draco’s POVI wanted it all.But staring at the girl in front of me, something made me flinch. I didn’t know if it was how she displayed herself. Or it was her position.But something didn’t feel right.Perhaps it was her under garments. But it all felt wrong, almost like I had to do something to get this side of her.It was certainly not now. My witcher could feel it.That this part of her wasn’t warranted by me being merely King. But by something else.As I became aware of this, I stood up walking to her trying to figure out what my witcher was telling me. But it was blank. They did it from time to time.I puffed noticing she breathed in fast paces, this made me chuckle a bit. I reached out to touch her only to notice she closed her eyes in fright.Also bending down, she had a hand protectively around herself. It was almost like she wasn’t ready for this.No wonder I sensed her resistance.Hmm. If she wasn’t ready why did she construct those words and gave the demeanor that she
🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤...I recall when I left home.Piper bidding me goodbye with Aunt Ada, Grandma staring at me like I was slipping away into thin air.And, how they surrounded me whispering, “Be safe,”Looking back, I think I did a poor job at being safe because the King currently had me trapped.In his hands and if I tried fighting him off, I could lose my head. Apart from that, he was strong.I wonder if it was his witcher side. I guess I had to study him more to be sure I wasn’t imagining things. Right now, I have to figure out how to make him let me go.Because his mouth currently trailed my neck, his vampire was still heightened. And, his pale face was still evident, his under eyes red.“I want to make a bargain,” I seethed making sure I didn’t show my weakness in front of him.Captains liked bargains. And if he was one, then something lingered within. Someth
🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤…“My King,”I noticed he had a stern look. His dark hair complimented most of his face which was pinned on me. His coal black eyes were mysterious, as they stared at me.“You’re here,”At his voice, my head went blank. I felt it seep out slowly, with my Lycan restricting us from thinking.I didn’t know why.“Yes... I am here,” I added. She settled, almost stringing me along with her when I snapped our bond.Can you stop? I told her. She purred in a submissive tone, smiling as she lay down. I could not believe it. She never acted this way around strangers.“Who are you and why are you here?” he suddenly let out. I waited until she stabilized before replying him.“Sorry?”“I chose you as mine as you asked, would you tell me now?” he muttered. I looked around for bait instantly.I had to play him and not tell him the truth.Of who I am.“As I said
🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤…Stares prickled at me as I raised my hands.The King had chosen me. I hadn’t expected he would. He was a man of surprises. I just knew because he had the power to torture me till I bled and spilled the truth.But he chose this. I noticed he touched my hair at the cemetery. Maybe he had taken a liking to me. It wasn’t impossible. I had to use it to my advantage.My parents had to be found. Nynaeve made it clear. Moreover, many people in my Kingdom depended on me. Failing was not an option.“I’m Frida,” I said, my tone normal.“That’s quite commendable I must say,” she let out saying, “You survived through it all and were chosen by the King despite all odds,”“My pleasure milady,” I said with a slight bow knowing this was how far I could go. My Lycan was beginning to restrain from our numerous submissions.“The pleasure is indeed mine,” she pause
“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King…I twirled on the dance floor recalling it all.How I was just heading for level two when my assistant pulled me back. On her eyes lied a trustworthy glance, as she handed me a mask. “Take use this just in case. There are many predators here, you might want to be careful,” I nodded at her words, grabbing the mask from her, and putting it on in a hurry.I paced to the dance floor hearing the soft twirls of the veil, made of rhinestone clunking at my steps.Good thing it covered my entire face except my eyes.This was a better chance. To not be noticed. I knew they just met me. There was no way they will trust me.Yet I had to take the risk. I couldn’t dance. I ditched my dance class back at my Kingdom for training and therefore was bad at dancing.But I couldn’t tell them that. Neither could I get caught in this level. I have come too far. Giving up
🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🖤🩸…I took the mirror King Draco gave me, sitting on a stone. Quickly, I cleaned my face with the insides of my green gown reaching for my hair which had some black smears on it.The curls were still smooth though. I tried to rub in the residues on my clothes but still wasn’t satisfied. The moment it was fairly okay, I got up.I knew I had to survive.I had to keep moving and not get disqualified.With this thought, I searched for the fig leaves, following the same trail King Draco took. Thanks to them, I was able to sidestep a bit of thorns, and find my way back to the castle. Just as I did, a brief smile occupied my features. There was stillness and a quiet calm which made me look around. Where was everyone? Not a soul took this path.Was it a restricted area, if so why did the King not stop me? Dismissing those thoughts, I quickly hurried to







