Chapter Twenty-Seven Marguerite “One month, and a week,” I murmured, as a maid clipped my nails. I felt uncomfortable but I already knew that there was nothing I could do to turn them away. “What?” Romane asked.“One month and one week has passed since I came to your kingdom. I’m home sick, no offense.”She chuckled, her pretty eyes twinkling. “None taken, Princess.”“I’m not a Princess, Romane. You know that.” I blushed, but turned my face to hide it. She shrugged. “You look like one.” “Dressed in leather?” I made a face.“Well, no one said every Princess has to wear fancy dresses, and a crown.” She argued. She was seated on the chair beside me. Quite a few times, I’d noticed some of the servants bow to her. Yet, she claimed she was one of the other servants. I didn’t know how things worked here, so I couldn’t bring the subject up. “Can’t argue with that.” I cracked a grin.I stared out through the window, burying the one question I wanted to ask within
Chapter Twenty-Six Anders Hidden deep within the castle, underneath the ground was a cave. It wasn’t really a cave as in the word, but a place that looked like one. Gargoyles were stationed at almost every corner making it look eerie. These gargoyles came to life once they sensed a Vampire within their territory, and each of them belonged to every Vampire in the Kingdom. I walked to my own. It was short, and barely reached my knees. Its teeth was bared in what was supposed to be a smile, but instead, it looked like a scary creature smiling at its prey. “Look who finally came to visit me,” it stretched its body lazily, as it relaxed against the stone wall, kicking its little feet at the air. “Will you be like other gargoyles and stop being sarcastic for once?” I shook my head, settling on the chair that materialized behind me. If Vampires were fast, these creatures were twice faster. It shook its head. “Normal is boring. I’m going to guess that you didn’t
Chapter Twenty-Five AndersI could still hear the rush of her blood as it flowed through her veins even as I hurried out of the room and down the stairs. I’d been aware of it ever since I pulled her into my arms back at the little forest. She’d smelled so good, and her heart had been racing so fast. I’d been tempted to kiss her, and bite into her neck. One of the guards hurried to me. “Is it an emergency?” He asked. I waved him off.“No.” I growled.“My word, Prince Anders. Aren’t you a sight to behold?” A grinning Qylers approached me from the other direction. His hands were tucked into his pockets. “The Queen said I’d find you here.”I ignored him, and took the quickest route back to the castle doors. He followed me. “You haven’t been feeding well. At this rate, your mother might force you into bedrest.” He pointed out. I barely heard him through the pain that was wracking my body. It felt like a hundred needles were piercing the insides of my stomach, and
Chapter Twenty-Four Marguerite I was aware of how his gaze focused on me as I struggled to swallow down my food. The butterflies in my belly had nothing to do with how delicious the food was. “You’re eating,” I heard Estel ask. I raised my brows in question. Anders nodded.“I am.” He simply replied. His mother watched him closely. “I see.” She finally said.When I was done eating, I stood up from the chair like hot coals had been placed on it, and asked Estel if there was any library around, and a laptop that I could use.“Why are you in such a hurry, dear?” She asked, looking up at me with a frown. Her lashes fluttered against her cheeks as she blinked. “I need to attend a virtual class by noon. It’s almost noon, and I didn’t bring my laptop with me.” I explained.She was silent for a moment, then she nodded. “Anders could take you to the castle’s library. It has everything you need. Computers, and the likes.” She said, her gaze on Anders as she spoke. H
Chapter Twenty-Three Marguerite It was morning. I stretched my limbs lazily as memories of the previous night poured into my mind. If I hadn’t witnessed some of them firsthand, I’d have questioned my sanity. I mean, who’d ever believe there was a portal that could let someone travel from one place to another? And who the hell would believe that Vampires existed? Not that I did, anyway. I observed the room properly. Last night, Anders had left after telling me that this’d be my room throughout my stay in his kingdom. Kingdom. As in, royalty.Somehow, the hot biker I’d been living with for sometime was a Prince. I’d barely settled in when a pretty lady wearing a form fitting shirt and pants came in, and waved her hand in front of my face, saying I needed to sleep. Like, literally. She waved her hand in front of my face, and suddenly, I was sure sleep was the only thing that’d do me good at that moment. I’d headed obediently to the four-poster bed and laid do
Chapter Twenty-Two Marguerite As I alternated my gaze back and forth from the young handsome man Anders had insisted was his father, to Anders who was preoccupied with almost inhaling the dishes on the table, like everything that was happening was completely normal, I massaged my temple once more. None of these was normal. I’d never been so confused in my entire twenty-five years of existence. More importantly, I’d never been in the midst of so many gorgeous and otherworldly beautiful people all at once. According to Estel, they were all Vampires. I was certain they were just trying to scare me. I mean, I hadn’t seen any of them with fangs. Yet. And Vampires– if they existed– certainly didn’t look hot. They were soulless creatures. Descendants of Dracula. And their body always reeked. I touched on the cross on my neck. I’d sneaked it on when Estel hadn’t been looking. It was the gift my father had given me when I’d been little. It was the earliest and only