Third Person's P.O.V"What?! Jasmine is Lord Fredrick's Daughter?" Micheal's eyes widened in shock, he couldn't believe what he was nearing nor anyone else in the room could.It was so sudden that it left everyone in disbelief and somehow in denial."Yes, she is," Martha said, "She is the princess of the Vaidel dynasty whom none had ever seen, the only daughter of Lord Fredrick and Queen Katherine— Jasmine Doloris Winchester. ""What the hell are you talking about? The princess was found dead beside Queen Katherine's body." Elijah decided to speak. "The girl found beside Queen Katherine's body was not her daughter," Martha let out, "That night of the attack, Queen Katherine and lord Fredrick were the main targets of those rouges after they'd killed everybody. Saving Jasmine was impossible but her parents saved her with their great sacrifice, That was who was found beside queen Katherine was an already dead girl whom queen Katherine intentionally took in her arms and ran to distract t
JasmineThe hidden memories of the past I had been wanting to discover for so long, all struck me at once-- Speeding like a gigantic tsunami and shattering me apart in a second.Now, I did not want to remember those events again; The fear of going through the same pain shook me to my soul. But I was in that same dimension all again— That very same cursed night, in the middle of the agonizing screams of the people of my kingdom, the sight of the place I called home getting destroyed by the gargantuan flames of fire.I watched the scenery of the garden getting crashed by the fire, from far away I could see the sight of those dangerous heartless rogues who were killing everyone, neither did they show mercy to the vampires nor did they show to the human. Even the children were forced to face the wrath of those monsters.My heart stopped, I did not know how I could breathe. The fear that this might be the end of everything left my soul shaken, my heart aching and with all these happening I
JasmineFor a moment before I opened my eyes, everything had gone completely dark, and in the darkness, there were those memories of me and Martha living in different countries for over a century remained there; How she constantly erased my memory after we'd left a place and moved to another was also there. And there were also these remembrances where she took care of me and kept me safe.All the memories struck me at once like a storm and my eyes opened on their own, meeting with the harsh light of the morning sun.My body shot to sit up, my heart beat like a drum, and the cold sweat covered my entire body. I did not notice my surrounding or my mates who were just beside me nor did I notice my extended nails and fangs.I was in a complete perplexing mess for a moment, a haze and the overwhelming feeling of getting myself back— Getting my identity back. But at the same time, I could feel this intense pressure of grief and sorrow. The loss I never got the chance to mourn for, the loss
JasmineIt was really to see their relationship with their father gradually improving. Over the past few days, the progress I have seen was great. Over the past few days, I have seen them happier than ever and I don't think there was and could be anything else that can make me happier than watching them smiling.Currently, I was sipping on a glass of blood and watching them and dad play chess.Of course, the three of them had ganged up against him yet they were clearly losing the game."You all are so bad at chess," I couldn't hold onto my laughter anymore, "What a shame!""You are supposed to be at our side," Archer spoke in disbelief, the expression of my other two mates was the same."Who told you I am at your side? I have been rooting for dad from the start." I flashed them a smug smile and watched their scowls go deeper."You see boys, you have got no one supporting you with these bad chess skills of yours," Dad smirked, he was enjoying this game more than his sons were.Of cours
JasmineLucien zipped up my dress from the back, and Archer was busy admiring me and sometimes either tucking a piece of my hair strand behind my ear or sometimes simply just caressing my face.Micheal stood beside me and silently watched me or I could say was sneaking inside my head. Today was the crowning ceremony or if I said it the way my mates addressed it, 'The start of a new journey.' I was nervous, in fact, it would be an understatement to say it this way.The feeling I was going through could not be described in words. This was not only a ceremony or an announcement for me, there were going to be a lot of responsibilities that were going to come with it.Even though everyone fully believed me, I still couldn't stop worrying. This was a big day for me, and the journey ahead was going to be full of ups and downs but that was not what I was afraid of; The only thing that scared me was that I did not want to disappoint my mates, I feared that I was going to fail to meet their e
Jasmine.Blue, green and white--I laid the color on the portrait before I moved onto the shadows, the greyish shadows traveled down the woman's neck and blended into the collars. The smoothness of the colors was perfect as I'd wanted. I grabbed another brush dipping it into the color and finished the last few strokes on the portrait when Martha's voice came in my ear stopping the movements of my paintbrush soaked in the color Burnt Umber.The happiness ringed inside me."Jasmine, sweetie..." I turned to look at the door and saw her holding a bag full of art supplies and another bag full of groceries, watching her arrival I excitedly ran toward her and engulfed her in a hug. "You came, thank you so much!" I rested my head on her shoulder, letting myself feel her warmth--I had seen her after a whole week, ever since she'd been working in the castle she couldn't afford to stay with me like when I was a kid; The castle only allowed the workers and others to meet their close ones once or
Jasmine"They aren't bad, right?" I asked for my own needed assurance, the nervousness pumping in and out of my veins made my movements slightly clumsy."Of course, they are not," Martha let out a small chuckle.A small sigh escaped past my lips and my back muscles relaxed from the stiff posture, we got down the boat taking my luggage and the side bag full of art supplies hung on my shoulder; I couldn't live without painting, it was as necessary as water for me.The rough surface underneath my laced boots felt bumpy, the smell of wind on this side of the city was different. My nostrils seemed to catch a few scents even I couldn't identify."Martha, Can you smell it?" I lightly nudged her arm while she was paying the bill to the boatman."Smell, what?" She questioned, looking confused."The scent the wind is carrying, it's different," I complied."Silly, girl," She lightly pinched my cheek causing me involuntarily let out a huff in Disturbance, "You've never been here, that's the reas
JasmineIt had been three days for working for them, and I'd come to a minimum conclusion. Lucien Theron Blackwood—The silent and rude one.Micheal Valerian Blackwood—The overly organized one Archer Stephanos Blackwood—The one who seemed a little normal.Besides their cold behavior, there was another thing worth mentioning--They smelt good, it wasn't as if I was sniffing them but they actually smelt very good. Like, Even if they are a few feet away from me I could smell their scent, each of them had their own habits and the one thing common was they didn't talk much. I had also adjusted myself to keeping the conversations in my head low so that they can't catch the frequency with their super hearing.I was trying to adjust, in short.Right now, I was uncomfortably tossing and turning on my bed due to the sun rays that were falling on my face. I was given a room for my stay, and it was better than my home, to be honest. Staying in the palace and working for them had turned into my on