Willow sat in silence, contemplating the latest discoveries. Would she be okay without this memory? Coming into the kingdom by accident, meeting Ava, and meeting the prince... It was straight out of a fairytale. She examined her dress and stroked the fabric. Yes, it was clearly from a fairytale, and fairytales aren't supposed to be true. "I suppose it's for the best. I should forget about this," she said, her tone was oddly calm. "I'm still operating under the assumption that everything is a dream." Wes tapped his fingers against the chair's armrest. "So, what happened next?" she inquired, referring to the story of the kingdom's formation. "That concludes the story." "Are you telling me that this happened centuries ago and that nothing prominent has occurred since then?" The prince appeared to contemplate whether or not to reveal the kingdom's affairs. He tried to conceal as much as he could. "After all the vampires were inside this barrier that the healer had created, it took
The rain had stopped, but the grey clouds remained in the sky. Willow got out of her seat, opened the sliding door in front of her, and hopped outside. The steps led to a beautiful garden that was hidden from the common people due to the palace's height.The remaining droplets of rain adorned the leaves and flowers.Wes followed her, observing how her grey dress swept the blades of grass while she looked around curiously."Since I will never see you again, I have some things I need to get off my chest," she said. "A therapist would be more appropriate for this conversation, but I cannot afford one. So that's what you'll have to do."He motioned for her to continue."I had a surreal dream, and after waking up I realized that I had a better life in my dream than the one that I am currently living. I dread who I am becoming because of my job... compromising my morals. Then there are my parents. They're divorced."Wes cut Willow off before she could finish."Divorced? Is that allowed?""Y
Half an hour before Wes went into the human world, he went to a meeting with the king and other high-ranking officials to talk about the growing number of rogue vampires that had escaped the kingdom.Wes found these meetings typically boring. Had he not been born into royalty, he would never see himself ruling a kingdom. It wasn’t his dream and it wasn’t his desire. But as things changed, he craved power. He wanted something that was his, in name only. His father wouldn’t give up his throne just yet. Which is why Wes had to outsmart his predecessor one way or another.He paid attention to these meetings now and kept tabs on the happenings of the kingdom. If he wanted to rule someday, he needed to know his arena and his opponents. The meeting ended. While everyone was dispersing, a cheerful Felix approached the prince."I'm glad you finally decided to settle down. I hope I am not overstepping here, but we are all looking forward to a royal wedding soon," he grinned, showing his teeth
Willow followed Kairav down the hill and out to the city outskirts until they came to a cleared area with several tents set up where people conversed, drank, rehearsed lines, and laughed."They're entertainers," Kairav explained. "They put on shows all over the city. You might have seen them."Willow had indeed seen them. When she was new to the city, her roommate, Noelle, took her to one of their shows.Kairav led her to the last tent and pointed it out to her."She's in there."Willow paused. She raised her hand to knock but quickly dropped it."Come in," she heard a voice say from the tent.Willow took a step inside and noticed the red interior with a low desk in the center. A fourteen-year-old girl sat cross-legged behind the desk. Willow took a step back and stepped out."Are you kidding me?" she exclaimed as she turned to face Kairav.He sighed and shrugged his shoulders."I warned you," he said. "I'm going to stay outside."Willow took a deep breath and returned to the tent."S
The double doors of Maxon's grand mansion opened, and a man in his mid-fifties walked in. He was pudgy, short, and had a bald spot on his head, dressed in a black suit with glasses in front of his eyes, a cane in his hand, and a cigar in his mouth."Father," Maxon said as he rose from the sofa.Wes remained seated in the massive and luxurious living room, which was decorated in black, white, and gold. The mansion was immaculate from the inside and out, although Wes wasn't fazed by it at all. He was accustomed to such opulence and expected nothing less."This is Wes," Maxon said. "He's new to town and needs a place to stay for the night."Wes had also risen to his feet. The man came to a halt in front of the prince and extended his hand."Cayman Hill," he said, still holding the cigar in his mouth. "So, I take it you saved my son from those thugs?""Yes," Wes replied, shaking his seemingly welcoming hand."Hold up," Maxon said, pulling his phone from his pocket. "I need to take this."
Willow entered the club meeting room, which was large and visually appealing, with pastel color décor and a lot of bean bag chairs. There were partially empty shelves on one wall, a long white wooden desk with matching chairs at the far end of the room, and a massive house plant in the corner. The glass doors on the side of the desk replaced the wall, allowing plenty of sunlight to warm up the room.Felicity, the club's president, sat at the head of the table, several notes spread out in front of her."Hi!" Willow hollered as she entered the room to get her attention.Felicity raised her head from the papers. She scrunched up her nose and removed her reading glasses."This room is exclusive for members only.""That's exactly what I'm here to discuss... Kairav informed me of an opening, and I'd like to join the club's committee.""If I'm not mistaken, you rejected the offer yesterday," Felicity stated sternly. "Am I overlooking something here?""I didn't accept yesterday because of my
Wes standing so close to her gave her flashbacks of when they were in his room in the palace. She could smell his musky perfume and felt the air around her shift. He had this effect on her that she couldn’t explain, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to understand. He was basically a stranger. And not to mention, a vampire. He was dangerous. She should run but she wouldn’t get far before he catches up to her. Maybe she can outwit him and play the game."Do I look like I have a 'for sale' sign on my forehead?" Willow asked rhetorically."No.""Then I am not something you can have."Wes briefly closed his eyes before stepping out of her personal space."I merely want to talk," he said, resuming his position on the couch.Talking seemed harmless. She had an inkling that he wanted something from her. And if she played her cards right, this might be beneficial for her too. Willow took up her seat too. The background music became less audible.She took a sip of Zack's unfinished drink and said,
He walked beside her with his hands in his pockets and she didn't seem to be as bothered by it as she had anticipated. They walked under the dark, starless night sky."You seem a lot different too," he said, observing her."Well, if you must know, I quit my job.""Why?” He seemed surprised. “I thought it was okay as long as you were on that road," he said, quoting her from one of their previous conversations.She may have thought that pushing herself to the limit might make her better at dealing with difficult situations, but in the end, compromising her peace didn’t make it seem worth it."I was at a dead end. You made me realize it, actually, even though I had known it for a long time.""That must mean you owe me."She laughed mockingly."What do you want? A pinch of my blood? Would that be your dinner? Is that what you want from me? Because you can't get any other human to donate to your cause?"Wes snickered."Funny. But no."Willow suddenly felt an ache in her right foot. She gas