Chapter 3 – The vampire's revenge, sort of.

“How is this possible Lia? he is not supposed to remember.” She shouts as she struggles to break free from Dean’s arm, “is it because he is some royal highness?”

“This quite a brutal scene you have created little siren.”

“Do not call me that you bloodsucker let me go.”

She glares at him with her deep blue eyes, he had never submerged under the ocean but somehow, he felt like her eyes symbolized the beauty of that is under the sea.

“Ugh… let me go.” She struggles, before she swings her free hand, he knows this too well, he is not getting knocked out cold again, he catches her other hand.

“You should behave little siren, I just want to talk,” he says, “at least for now, first let us apologize for the incident this morning, and by us, I mean you.”

“Huh. How overconfident, let me go your highness, she might care about your status, but I do not I do not mind biting your head off right now.” She says shifting into her siren form, mesmerizing sight, her blue scales shined so beautifully, and her sharp teeth were quite beautiful.

“Huh that temper of yours will not get you anywhere little siren, you do know I am vampire, right?” he had calmly said, he knew he was stronger, she probably knew that too, he was not fazed by a short-tempered siren, “now let us sit and talk little Avisa.”

Honestly, he liked how her name felt when he pronounced it, he had a strange feeling ever since he met her this morning, her presence had always made him feel like a certain hole in his life was filled.

But Dean had been sidelined yet again, because the other girl had hit him in the head, again.

“Told you not to be too overconfident ‘little vampire’” she mocks him, and he hated it, he hated being mocked. “Even if you remember me, I don’t care, matter of fact I want your royal highness to remember being humiliated by me countless of times.”

He had watched her walk away proudly, she had aways walked so proud, he can deduce that but just watching her walk away once.

“Your Majesty”

“How dare she? She did not even try to wipe my memory this time.”

“At least your father didn’t see the scene you were in, he would have suspected you killed all those people.”

“Find her, I want her to pay for what she did tonight.”

He had never been humiliated like this before, well if we exclude all those times his stepmother dressed him up in wrong attires during royal balls, but she had the protection of his father so he could not retaliate.

Avisa sure had something coming her way, and it was not going to be a good thing, Dean would make sure of that, even if he had to abandon his throne.

Anne Arnold, one of the only few pure blood vampires left, her family had been close to his majesty the king for a long time, her mother even helped the late queen give birth to her son as a midwife, her family was the most trusted of all in the vampire world.

But that was not Anne’s biggest achievement, Anne’s biggest achievement was earning a title as a crown princess when the vassals chose her to be His majesty’s mate. Well, that was good until that damn mate mark Dean attained.

“Mother, we have a problem.”

After her meeting with Dean her next destination had been set already to her mother to talk of the new development that is Dean’s disappeared mark.

“He found her?”

“Found who?”

“His mate, he found her, must have been during this morning’s incident, but his majesty found his mate.”

“What? How? Merfolk do not come on shore often?”

Mrs. Arnold exclaims in anger, her daughter was the next queen, the Arnold family had coveted the throne for centuries and now that it is in reach some inferior fish is here to steal it.

“He is not taking it serious though, I think he is just happy that the mark is gone.”

Anne tries to console herself, but she clearly was annoyed but this new development, she is so close to her goal.

“But… what if his mate sought after him?”

“Don’t worry, mermaids are not so bright, we can easily manipulate her and lead her to her demise, have her choose you as his next mate like how the queen did.”

Though she sounded confident, she was far from that, she knew better than anyone Dean would not let anyone kill his mate so easily. But she already has a bulletproof plan, the Arnolds deserve the throne, and she will give them the throne.

She had worn a beautiful red dress symbolic to the precious nectar that is human blood, and all creatures alike give to them, her many jewels made Mrs. Arnold shakes with envy, her beautiful brown hair laid in the most wonderful way.

“I greet Her majesty the queen.”

Mrs. Arnold bows to the magnificent woman standing before her Penelope Stoker, the queen of vampires, or what she would like to call her plan B.

“What bring the most loyal vassal’s wife to me?” Penelope asks not looking at the bowing woman in front of her, but instead attending to the flowers in her flower garden.

“I have come to collect a favor.”

Mrs. Arnold speaks, and for the first time the proud queen flinched and frowned at Mrs. Arnold. Those who were at the garden with the queen had known the signal to leave the room, leaving the two women alone.

“What favor do you ask for?”

Penelope asks, though she acted to be very composed, her anger had leaked in the form of her brown eyes which were already changing into a crimson color as she turns into her vampire form.

But Mrs. Arnold did not flinch, she had already known she had the upper hand, she herself was a proud woman, though she did not have a higher status, she had the attitude.

“I remember her majesty asking a certain midwife to kill a current queen that was giving birth” she had said ever so nonchalantly, “I was that midwife, I am sure your majesty remember that.”