LOGINIt had been two weeks since their last confrontation. She had barely seen Alessandro in those two weeks, he seemed to come late at nights and leave before it was dawn. She hadn’t thought she would have come out unscathed, he seemed really furious at her.
She wasn’t blind, she had seen the bewildered expressions on Aunt Marie’s face and the servants. However to her surprise he had just walked out on her. It was all for the best, nothing about him was normal, his touch was cold and not to leave out the fact that his overpowering presence caused her to squirm. He gave her the creeps.
She tied her long black hair in a ponytail and gave the large room a once over, the large bed in the room was big enough for 5 grown people, the curtains were a deep maroon, they hung from the four poster bed, the curtains on the windows were the same colour, the curtains were drawn shut and as usual, the only source of light was the oil lamps.
There was a small walk in closet and an adjoining bathroom, the bed posts, night stands, were all made of deep mahogany wood. A fireplace was located on the far right wall with a huge mirror hanging beside it. It was a typical palace only much more high standard.
The walls were black and they gave off the masculine feel to it. At the far end of the large room was a large black couch and fluffy pillows, she had used that as a bed, a small closet was placed near it, containing a few clothes for her.
She kept her activities here to the barest minimum, apart from showers and when she went to sleep, she barely spent time in the room. The rest of her time was spent in the kitchen either reading a book Marie had lent her or helping her prepare meals or sometimes just listening to her talk about everything and nothing.
Marie was the peace amidst the chaos she had found herself and when Cecily was able to get rid of her fears at times, she was the much needed friend that Isabella so desired..
She had tried to regain her composure for her own sanity, she knew if she wanted to leave here alive and unhurt, she had to be strong somehow. She couldn’t think of any way she could escape from this place, she didn’t know her way about the kingdom let alone outside the kingdom.
She knew however that if she ever wanted to flee she needed to gain her captors trust. Now where was her captor that she was supposed to impress, she mused.
She dropped her hair brush carefully among the things that Cecily had brought for her and quickly walked towards her safe haven, the kitchen.
“Aunt Marie".
“Bella", Marie squealed loudly like a little child as she hugged Isabella tightly.
Isabella smiled, the old lady was always a burst of sunshine.
“Come here my dear, I prepared breakfast for you”, she pulled a chair out of Isabella and helped her settle in, “I hope you like it though...”, she trailed off, her eyes fixated at the door, “Where is Cecily?”.
“I’ve not seen her this morning".
“You came here all by yourself?”, Marie asked visibly worried.
Isabella nodded, surprised by her sudden outburst, Marie sensing that she had scared Isabella, quickly took her hands and rubbed them in a bid to soothe her, “It is okay love, don’t worry too much. You should never walk alone here...”.
“Isabella!”, Cecily screamed if her tiny voice could be likened to that, “I was worried, I didn’t see...
Isabella turned to her, “Its okay, I’m fine see?”, She turned to Marie, “Now can I have that lovely breakfast you prepared?, I’m salivating just thinking about it".
Marie smiled broadly, “Of course, of course you can. I prepared...”.
“King Malcolm needs blood urgently!”, one of the male servants rushed in breathless, chest heaving as he wiped his forehead.
Isabella looked at the man who had rushed in, she turned to look at Marie who for some reason looked like she had seen a ghost. The man on noticing her presence in the room straightened up, “The king is having a fit, apparently he has been skipping meals...”
“Is he dying?”, Isabella could not hide the excitement in her voice, “Does he need blood?”.
“No he...”.
“Yes”, Cecily interrupted Marie, “He needs blood to survive. They all do". She twirled her fingers around her dress ignoring Marie’s glares, “They drink blood, it’s how they all survive”.
Marie sighed in frustration, she waved her hand, the servant moved to do as instructed.
Isabella sat rooted on the spot, all her appetite for the sumptuous breakfast she was about to have flew out the window, “I don’t get it, you drink blood?”.
“Bella...”
“Why am I here?, is that why my family was killed?, I’m I food to you?”
“No Bella...”.
“Oh my God!, oh my God!”, she shrieked in fear and dashed out of the room not looking back.
Isabella could not deny the fact that her conversation with Gwen rattled her. As the days had passed a small part of her had hoped he saw her in a different light.Overtime she had begun to feel things for him, when she wasn't focused on the fact that he had killed her parents she was beginning to see the little things about him that she found cute.She tried to wave them off but she felt bad. She didn’t want to attend any ball that would demean her not like she had a choice and she knew she couldn’t confront Alessandro. He made her feel so uneasy in so many ways and that left one option Aunt Marie.Which was why she was in kitchen playing with her food and looking for a comfortable outlet to share her fears with Marie. However Marie made it harder as she was walking about, ordering the servants in preparation for the evening.Isabella took a slice of pie and blurted out, “What does it mean to be a vampi
She had resumed eating in the kitchen with Marie and the other staffs. It was quite obvious she wasn’t a guest here but a prisoner so she decided to do well to stay in her limits.She flipped the pages of the book that Marie had lent her to read, she was bored of staying indoors all day alone by herself.Alessandro walked in with Cecily and another lady. Isabella’s eyes stared fixatedly on Alessandro he was nothing like the prim and proper prince that she knew. His dark long hair was let loose and it draped against his shoulders. He was in casual clothing, nothing like his usual royal regalia. He looked almost normal until he flashed his fangs.“It seems like you’re already adjusting to life here”, he remarked, “Well that’s good since you will be my escort to the ball of a lifetime", he came to sit besides her on the couch, she moved away slightly in a bid to create room between them, however that didn’t deter him as he nudged forwa
Isabella sat in the dining room with King Alessandro and Kieran. After her and Alessandro’s conversation in the past week, things between them had been different, they had been able to come to a mutual understanding.She could never understand why there were wars and killings, she didn’t know why her father had killed the queen, thinking about it clearly she realised she didn’t know him well. She couldn’t justify Alessandro’s actions, many innocent lives were put on the line for him to achieve his revenge.However she fully understood the reason why he did what he did. She would have done the same if she was in his place. She hadn’t forgiven him but she knew plotting her escape was impossible. She had just two options, live this new life or as she hoped one day be whisked away from this life.Her breakfast of Cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate was placed before her. The king chose that mome
Alessandro pushed open the kitchen doors, he could perceive her exotic scent from outside the door, it was a mixture of flowers, sunshine and a scent that he couldn’t quite place his finger on. He saw her go rigid as she noticed him walk in, the smile on her face disappeared, she looked like a lost deer, so...”.Aunt Marie sneaked up on him before he knew. It was almost impossible to take any vampire unawares, especially one of his calibre but he had been completely focused on her.“You deserve to be outside in the scorching heat of the sun", Marie whisper yelled, “How could you?”“Marie please...”“You should never have done what you did Andro, you’re not that kind of person and now you’ve scared her to death...”.“Marie!”, Alessandro interrupted, “ I lost control...”“Does she not remind you of your mother?...”“She does”, Alessandro answered gravelly, “She remind
Isabella had pushed him beyond his limits and there was no escape for her. He drank from her neck, the rush of blood into his mouth made him feel lightheaded. Her blood was intoxicating, it had been a while since he fed from a live host. Her screams fuelled his desire to feed more. She tasted divine...The doors flung open and he could make out the scent of Kieran and Gwen. Kieran tackled him from behind, he tried to pull him off but Gwen joined him and he could feel himself loose the battle.Other guards rushed to restrain him, after so much scuffles they were able to disentangle him from Isabella. Kieran quickly moved and placed his tongue on her neck to stop the bleeding. Alessandro let out a ferocious growl, at that point, he couldn’t tell if he was angry for being taken away from his feed or the fact that Kieran had his tongue on her.☆
The guard gave Isabella a quick glance before he reluctantly left the room. Marie turned to her, “You have so much hate for him".Isabella chuckled clearly unamused, “I don’t know...maybe it’s because he came to engagement ball or whatever it was and killed my parents, took me captive and made me his pet. What does that even mean?”. She shouted, “And now...for all I know he is hunting down my only brother. What is the fate of my people without a ruler?”.“He not only destroyed my life, the life and fate of my people are destroyed. My whole life is at standstill with no purpose whatsoever", she ranted on, “I don’t even know why I’m here, why I’m I here?”.Marie took her hand led her to a chair at the far end away from the servants who were scurrying around trying to prepare lunch for the occupants of the castle.“Isabella you ever wonder why we are here?. I mean humans work