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Fifty One: Beast Vs Beast

SOFIAThis is crazy; there are up to fifty drawings of me on here all dating back to when I was a teenager. He’s been doing this since we were in high school. I can even see a drawing of what I wore the first day we both met. Oh my Gods could Chris be right? Could Victor be in love with me?I thought he hated me; well, if he did hate me, he wouldn’t have been making drawings of me since we were in high school. You only do this kind of thing for someone you like or love. Oh my goodness, I can’t believe this. I think, while I go through every single drawing, they’re all so good, so realistic. It’s literally me on paper. He’s been doing this since we were kids, which proves everything that I thought about last night. The door opens up, and I turn around to see a shocked Victor. He looks at the drawings in my hands and then at me. Now he looks more frightened than he looks shocked.“Sofia, what are you-”“Is it true?” I ask, raising some of the drawings in the air. “Uh, is what true?”

Fifty Two: Beauty And The Beast

SOFIA I couldn’t sleep last night because I kept replaying the events from yesterday. Yesterday was pretty eye-opening. A lot of things went down yesterday. From my fight with Simon, to Chris telling me that Victor’s in love with me, to finding it to be true because of those drawings, Victor turning into a rogarue vampire, and the king finally telling me everything, like the real reason why I’m here. As I said, a lot of shit went down yesterday, and other people wouldn’t sleep if it were them. “Oh, your majesty, good morning, you’re awake,” Victoria says, shocked as hell because she has never seen me awake before 8 am before. “Good morning, Victoria. I know it’s shocking to me as it is shocking to you. The reason I’m awake is that I have something to attend to. You can start the bath; I’m going to be going out after breakfast.”“Alright, but may I ask where you’re going, your highness..”“Why, I’m going to the prison cell,” I say, sounding all chirpy, and I think I’m losing my mind

Fifty Three: The Princess Of Drakorya

SOFIA I look at my hand in shock, and I did not expect myself to do that because I only came here to yell at him, not hit him on the face. But oh well, the deed has already been done. I go back to looking angry; no way am I going to apologise for that. I’m the one who deserves the apology. “I deserve that.” he nods. “You damn well deserve that, thank Gods you know.” It’s hard to look him in the eyes when all that’s on him is a towel, and there’s water dripping down his abs. I want to slap him across the face again for being naked right in front of me. “How could you keep all this from me? That you’re a rogarue vampire and you were cursed. I knew there was a real reason why I was here; I knew it wasn’t just to unite some bloody kingdoms. I knew it and you gaslit me…”“Yes, I know.”“You made me think I was crazy…”“Yes, I did, I’m-”“You made me feel stupid. I’m not stupid, Victor.”He chuckles. “Far from it.” And then I don’t even realise it, but he’s holding my hand, and when he d

Fifty Four: The Good Maid

SOFIA “Please, please rise,” I say to them. What a joy it is to be royal and to be treated like a princess each day and news flash. I am one. It feels weird sometimes. The family who stands before me look so much like Lissa; I could cry. And yes, from the little time I have gotten to know her, she was more than just a maid to me; she was a friend, and she didn’t deserve her fate. Like most vampires in Drakorya, people are suffering because their loved ones have been taken from them. “It’s so nice to meet every single one of you.” I shake their hands one by one. This family has had the same tragedy befall them. And they’re just as Lissa described. Two twin sisters who are teenagers; Lissa was nineteen when she died; she didn’t even live yet. Her younger baby brother, who looks two years old, also shakes his tiny hands. Their mother looks like an older version of Lissa with long curly hair, and their father has sadness in his eyes. “It’s so nice to finally meet you, princess.”“Li

Fifty Five: On Death's Door

SOFIAThey’re everywhere, these evil-ass creatures. Where did they even come from, and how did they know I was here? Did they know I was going to be here, or are they here for Lissa’s family to finish the family off once and for all?Lissa’s dad quickly stands in front of his family to protect them. He’s very brave. “Your- Sofia, please take cover.” He says. “Thank you, but I can handle this.” I look around me, and I see a pile of wood on the floor. I walk up to it, pick up one piece of wood and break it with my two hands. “I’ll make sure none of them hurt your family.”The guards and I are ready to fight these annoying creatures. It is so obvious someone has an agenda, and they’re turning these humans into vampires. But who could be doing this and why? Maybe I’ll get the answers later, but now I fight. I wasn’t just trained to defend myself from the witch’s hexes but to protect others as well. I know people back home think I’m some kind of weakling, but I’m not. I’m able to do anyt

Fifty Six: A Visit From A Friendly Witch

SOFIA I open my eyes, and there’s darkness everywhere, but I’m not shaking or freaking out because I’ve been surrounded by darkness for a long time. In the earlier days when the darkness found me, I was flat out scared of it. I wanted to run from it, but I got used to it; I decided to make it my friend, to seek comfort in it. It became my home, but I didn’t realise the more I stayed in the darkness, the more I gave my light away to people who didn’t deserve it, and I was forced to destroy a version of myself that shouldn’t be in the darkness in the first place.I might not be able to shift, and I’ve received a lot of bullying and insults, but I’ll admit that I was born privileged. I was given everything. Money, clothes, shelter. And the privilege to not see gruesome things. In the past few days, I have seen people die, I have seen people be killed, and for a long time I’ve tried to be strong because that’s who I’ve always been, a kind of person who tries her best to be strong. But

Fifty Seven: Awake Princess

SOFIA“You’re okay,” he says in a soft voice, a voice I love hearing, and he looks at me with relief and calmness in his eyes. Oh my Gods, why didn’t I see this before? He has feelings for me; he really has feelings for me, and I think I have feelings for him too. No, I don’t think. I do have feelings for him. I have for a long time now. Oh, my Gods. “Victor Dragomire saves me once again,” I say, and I can hear the softness in my voice. I sit up, and I take a load off my surroundings. I’m in the comfort of my room. I have gotten used to this room. In my early days of being here, I hated it; I wanted to leave, go back to my room in my home back in Monteluna. But I’ve gotten used to this place; dare I say I prefer it here to my home. I’ve actually gotten used to these blood suckers. “What happened?” I ask him because the last thing I remember… I wish I didn’t even remember it; I don’t want to think about it anymore, but it’s going to haunt me for the rest of my life. It’ll pop into

Fifty Eight: Hugs

SOFIAI couldn’t sleep last night because I kept thinking about all that happened earlier; I’m still so traumatised. I can’t believe that happened. Also, I couldn’t stop thinking about Victor and if the curse really did break. I don’t know if it did; that’s why I was up all night overthinking and all. I couldn’t wait to see him.I couldn’t wait to see a lot of people. It’s finally morning, thank the Gods. I can let all that anxiety go once I get my answers. I don’t even wait for the maid to come in and open the curtains and draw a bath. As soon as I see it’s morning, now I can tell when it’s morning because I’ve lived here for such a long time. I leave my bed, and then I pick up my silver silk robe then I put it on. And I go straight for the dungeons to see Victor. I leave my room, and I go on with my journey. Some servants are awake, especially the ones who clean the palace; they see me, and they bow their heads in greeting. I greet them back. I remember my way to the prison cell.

Fifty Nine: Crushes

SOFIA Chris and I are done with breakfast, and we’re headed to his father’s office to have a conversation on what is going to be done about this rogue issue and to see if I can have a conversation with the witch who predicted the curse being broken by and act of true love. I still can’t get the image of what happened yesterday out of my head; it was horrific, horrible. It felt like I was in a living nightmare. That was also one of the reasons why I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t handle the fact that I was going to see what happened in that village. The last thing I need is more rogue vampires attacking or causing more trouble, and yes, I’m talking about those witches who hexed me. Actually, I do want them to come looking for trouble. Because I so can’t wait to stop the hex and stop them. I don’t know what the globe is going to do really; all I know is that it’s meant to stop the hex. I genuinely can’t wait to see what it’s going to do. “So he cried,” Chris asks, looking worried about

Sixty: Conversations With A Fabulous Witch

SOFIAI don’t know why I was expecting a wrinkly old lady wearing a black cloak; maybe it’s because I used to read too many novels where they portray seers as old and wrinkly women who wear cloaks and talk all weird. But no, this woman is nothing but the opposite; she’s young, in her late forties. She dresses so beautifully. She’s a walking model. I love women who know how to take care of themselves and who know how to dress; they have my utmost respect, and as for this lady, she doesn’t look like someone who goes out of style. “We were just about to send for you. We got word from the guards and Victor that he’s still cursed despite you two sharing a kiss.” The king says. I look at Victor, and he just stands there like a little boy getting scolded. He looks embarrassed. I don’t blame him; he might be wearing clothes right now, but I’m pretty sure he feels exposed. Gods, I hate his father so much; he doesn’t care about breaking the curse; he only cares that people don’t find out wha

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