I felt blank, at a total loss of words, Mal didn’t look like he was kidding, his eyes were dripping out black blood and I know what it means. He always had dark blood dripping down his eyes whenever he saw something horrifying. Mal was born a pure vampire unlike my brother and he was blessed with extraordinary abilities, one that made my brother and myself unqualified to ever call ourselves a king. “Mal, listen to me. Calm down okay, just tell me what you saw.” I try to reason with him, it’s useless trying to get anything off him when he’s in such a state. “Breathe.” I told him. “Now, tell me what you saw.”
“The curse had already begun the moment she conceived, that thing in him is killing her. If it’s born then you have my word when I say even you shall fear him. This house shall be divided
Good gracious.It's been a month and a half since that day, Jack and I have been anxiously waiting for Richard to summon us. It wasn't until last night that he finally called, we were just about to board a plane when my phone rang, well of course we abandoned our flight. Mira wanted us to keep her company, and so we journeyed back here.I stopped after seeing her wave from her window. Hmm, it seems Mal helped heal her, of course, after watching her for that long he couldn't possibly let her be crippled. I could also see Richard through the window and believe me, he does not look happy even if he was the one who called us.She was in the kitchen and staring at us with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in another. She looked like she was trying to stay calm, but honestly, I couldn't say the same, especially s
There she was on the bed, looking worse than before. Her breathing was slow and even her heartbeat made me worried. All I could see was a dried up body and not the woman I met outside a hotel months ago. Once every thirty seconds, she would cough a very dried cough. She looked so pale that we had to order for oxygen and invited as many midwives, nurses and doctors, sharmans, witch doctors and all those who all had contacts with vampires. Richard had refused to leave her side, he's been with her all day. Malicay said it's because the time was slowly approaching.Humans are really weak, to think she would suffer so much from just conceiving a Vampire, I felt like beating up Richard for being responsible but everyone was anticipating the birth of this child, even I can't deny it's importance. Richard hasn't moved an inch, and believe me when I say he looks depressed.
In a split second, the castle and everyone in it was turned upside down. The preparation for her delivery was carried out, people rushing with bowls of warm water, carrying a towel, setting up equipment and checking her pulse. No one stood or was an idol. Malicay left the room while I tailed behind, however the presence emitting from Malicay was not the same. As Malicay made his way to an abandoned room, he gripped his chest in pain and leaned on the wall to get support. "Mal." I rushed up to him and let him lean on me for support, but he slapped my hand away and continued on his own.Everytime he came across one person or the other he would give orders on what should be done. "Place black candles all around her bed, close the curtains, let no sunshine penetrate no matter what." He said.
Of course everyone panicked immediately. Martha stood by Mira's side with the child in her arms, she was frightened as Richard yelled continuously at her to get rid of his child. What happened to the confidence he had just a while ago, and what happened. "This child is innocent." Martha explained, but Richard wasn't listening, he was holding on to his wife as if protecting her from something.Everyone came rushing in, "What happened?" I asked. When I saw Mira lying still, I feared that something had happened to her, but then my thinking quickly changed when I saw Mother Resse rubbing her temples in frustration. I walked over to ask if anything had gone wrong and all she did was sigh.“Why don’t you ask him yourself, he’s the one who&
Mira's POVIt's been two weeks since I had my son Ethan, and I can only say that my son and I aren't really what anyone could call mother and child. It hurts and frustrates me, knowing that the more I try, the more useless my efforts become. "Why, why wouldn't he stop crying. Am his mother aren't I?" Tonight, I had broken down in Ethan's room.I had woken up in the middle of the night after hearing my child cry, he hardly cries cause he's a tough child, but it seems like something must have disturbed him, so dressed in my nightgown I went to his room. There, I found Martha trying to put him to sleep, but Ethan was far from sleeping."Give him here, I'll carry him." I told her, I wanted to carry him myself. It was the first time I was going to hold him since his birth. For some reason
"Jesty….""...majesty….""You majesty….. Mother!!!""Hmm." Once again I had been lost in my thoughts and memories of the past, that I had almost forgotten that I was helping Ethan with his tasks. Honestly, I tried my possibls best to keep that promise and Richard also did his best but unfortunately things got a bit out of hand and so we tried our best to raise him better, but not in a normal way but through another strategy. Richard had bought a lifetime supply of books that should help Ethan with good leadership and build up his morals and thinking.Ethan who was just a baby a couple of years ago had now grown into a mature seven year old. However our distance was the same as ever. A child that hesitates to call his own bir
I felt awful that very day. No one could imagine how much I had to hold back, especially after seeing my son being dragged away and locked up in his room. He was banging the door and apologizing over and over again. I tried my best to get the key but I had no idea where he had hidden the key. One the first day, Ethan kept crying like never before, my child who was always adultlike was crying like a child. He kept asking, "mother, father don't you want me anymore?" And as if it weren't enough he would please for us to open the door. I personally sat by his door all day and night.On the second day, Ethan began to lay out all his wrong doings, he went on to apologize over and over, and still Richard did not open the door for the poor child. I begged him bitterly but it didn't cause even a slight effect. I could hear Ethan repeat over and over again that he was sorry, and that he was going
*******My head is spinning so badly that I don't think am on the ground anymore. I thought it wpuld calm down after I woke up but that didn't work, not even a little bit. I dragged my legs through and leaned on the wall, I just needed some water."...Useless. You're nothing but a failure to the Ego name." The one good thing apart from not aging which I had gotten from Richard was better vision and clear hearing, although it wasn't as good as a vampires I could hear better than average. So I was told, apart from that, I had no more traits of a vampire.I wonder who that could be making all that racket, and could there possibly another Ego that I don't know? If not the who are they yellinh for.The noise was coming from Ethan's study, which is strange,