Harlow - 1 Year Later
The fear in my heart is real, Erik gives me a tender kiss of reassurance. He thinks I am scared to go to the King’s palace because of the dangers that lie there. In a way he is correct but the danger is him finding out his precious Lia is still alive, the danger is me loosing his love that I have so cherished for the past year, the danger is his heart closing to me once more. I’m fully aware of the vampire court, the opulence, the parties, the plotting and that does not phase me. A beautiful, selfless, strong woman with amber eyes does. She has haunted my dreams for the last year, the gift she unknowingly gave me at her own expense has made me the happiest vampire alive. In the middle of the night I often wake up though wracked with guilt. It feels like it crushes me at times, she is living a lie, a life of danger so that I can curl up in bed next to her true love. There have been times that I have almost told him the truth, especially when he has holed himself up in the lab lost at how he managed to survive the bio weapon. I see the guilt in Nicholas too. I am sadly not that good a person, too selfish to loose him. A constant battle between the angel and the devil on my shoulder. My devil always winning when it comes to Erik. And now it has lead us here, a summons by the King himself to the Vampire Court, news has reached him of Erik’s miraculous recovery, of his research and work with the bio weapon and he wants Erik to join forces with his lab to see if they can eradicate the threat for good. It is the only summons he would have answered, an alliance for the greater good of all vampires. I’m not a fool we are about to come face to face with his lost love, how will he react? I know when he finds out what she has done for him his heart will once more belong to her. I will be left on the sidelines with my unrequited love once more. Taking a deep breath I prepare myself for the worst “Let’s go in shall we” I whisper back and he takes my hand squeezing tight as we exit the car and walk up the huge imposing steps into the gothic mansion that is the King’s main residence. We are shown to the court’s meeting room and I am in awe of the opulence. Classic gothic colours and styling, huge ceilings with ornate carved woodwork, an intimidating room for an intimidating man. He sits at the head of the impossibly long table surrounded by chairs, most empty today. His seat like a throne with a smaller empty one beside him, my eyes search the room for her and thankfully she is not there, only an impossibly handsome vampire who sits at the right hand of the King. He glares at us with a distaste that I don’t quite understand. “Please come and join me cousin” the King drawls indicating the seats across from the glaring man. “And who is this unexpected delight you have brought to us?” His eyes make me uncomfortable as he roams my body. I look at him properly and he is very similar to Erik, unsurprising being cousins but he is lesser somehow, in every way. A low snarl emanates inside Erik and I stroke his arm to calm him, a face off here and now will not end well for us. “I am Erik’s wife Harlow” I speak before he can, to try and calm the situation. The glaring vampire suddenly smiles at us and relaxes, a sly smile spreads over the King’s face “Oh marvellous! A new member to our family. It shall make finally introducing Erik to my own wife that much sweeter! It has been far too long cousin” I feel Erik relax beside me and my breath sticks in my throat, only I know the true malicious undertone to the King’s seemingly friendly words. My worst fears confirmed we will come face to face with the Queen on this visit. My bubble of happiness burst. We take the offered seats and a server pours us two glasses of blood red liquid. Erik eyes it suspiciously and his cousin gives a robust laugh “It’s only wine relax Erik!” And then he turns to the server “Do get someone to fetch my darling wife she has family to meet!” We all sit in an awkward silence awaiting her arrival. Each painful tick of the clock starting to tear my heart apart. Loud heels reverberate on the marble floor and everyone’s head spins in their direction. My breath catches, she has on red stilettos, her full lips painted a matching colour. A tight black body hugging dress that ends mid calf making her look sexy and dangerous, her amber eyes accentuated by a smokey eyeshadow and her long hair in luscious waves down her back. Even I want to take her to bed. I don’t want to but I have to look at Erik, it’s like he is frozen in time, he just stares at her approach like there is nothing else in the world. As she reaches her chair beside her husband she can finally see who her visitors are and she also freezes for just a millisecond. I see fear and pain flash through her eyes but then she recovers herself and puts on a mask of calm before anyone else can notice. God she is good. “Erik how lovely to see you again it has been so long” her voice is calm, polite, everything you would expect from a Queen. He pushes out of his seat wordlessly and I see it in his face. I have lost him, every bit of love he’s ever felt for her glowing in his eyes. He belongs to her once more. The other two men are deadly silent watching every movement with malevolent intent. Erik stops right before her and lifts his hand to touch her face a look of awe on his own. She grabs his hand before he can touch her and breaks the spell. “Erik I know you hate me for betraying you and leaving you. I understand that you will never forgive me for what I have done.” She glances at me and once again I owe her everything, she has just given him back to me with her compulsion. “I know you are happy with your wife and what we had could never compare. I hope we can be civil but I understand if you hate me too much” His eyes glaze and the love in them changes to anger and he roughly yanks his hand away from her touch like he has been burned. I feel like shit and joyous in equal measure. I see the cruel satisfied looks on the others men’s faces. I fucking hate this place already. “Marvellous!” The King claps his hands together “This new understanding will make it much easier for you both to work together” My brows nearly hit the impossibly high ceilings and so does Amelia’s as she turns to her own husband “Pardon?” His smile is cold and calculating “I’ve brought Erik in to help you in the lab, it seems only his mind is as capable as yours, will that be a problem?” There’s an undertone of threat in his words. She pulls her mask on once more “Not at all darling” With that she takes her seat and we endure the most awkward meal of my life. What have we gotten into.Amelia My face may be a mask of calm but inside my stomach is twisting and my heart racing. What game is Damian playing bringing Erik here? Does he suspect? Does he know? Only Nico’s calm exterior settles my worries if he did know even a fraction of the truth Nico’s behaviour towards me would be very different, he would be in full hate mode instead of indifferent. Our secret language to each other to deceive my darling husband. As soon as the excruciating meal is over I make my excuses and put as much distance between Erik and I as physically possible. That beautiful sweet woman that was with him made me want to be sick. Nothing to do with her, she was lovely, well spoken and I could see by the look in her eyes how she adores him. Everything I had wanted for him to have but it hit me like a dagger to my heart. I never in my wildest dreams thought I would actually have to come face to face with it. I beeline for my private chambers, I need some space just t
Harlow I am unnerved, this has been a strange and unsettling day. The relief I feel at being shown to our chambers and getting away from those people is palpable. Everything about Amelia makes me feel inadequate and yet I can not muster the desire to hate her. I watched her through that horrible lunch, she was so calm and composed. If I had not been witness to her sacrifice with my own eyes I would have truly believed she had no love remaining for Erik. I do not envy the life she lives. As we close the door behind us I run my hands over Erik’s back and around his waist but I feel him stiffen beneath my touch in a way he has not since before he had taken ill. He surprises me further by stepping out of my reach. My heart begins to ache. She may have compelled his mind to believe he hated her but I am beginning to fear that compulsion can not reach the heart. I can not bear to loose him now. Desperately I close the distance between us and without words I wrap my arms aroun
Amelia I look at myself in the mirror wearing my dramatic make up like armour, deep red lips and black smokey eyeshadow. My hair tumbles in dark waves down my naked back. The gold chainmail of my dress cold against my skin where it touches. Short and tight fitting tying around my neck with a deep cowl showing off my cleavage and a completely bare back. The dress sent by my darling husband. How I hate him to the very core of his being. My small mercy being that he no longer cares to touch me himself. I had endured his ‘affections’ for centuries as he tried desperately to get me to give him an heir. Vampire children are exceedingly rare, perhaps one born every century. No one quite knows why it happens for the rare few and not the rest of us. Well, that’s not exactly true I know the secret but in order to protect my own life and Erik’s I can never share what I found in my research. It took me decades in the lab studying the blood work and dna of those who had success
Amelia If I had thought that the drinks reception was tough the actual meal is worse. I am sat beside Damian as always but the first seat along the table is Erik to my left and his beautiful wife. To Damian’s right as always is Nico his customary glower on his face. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife at our end of the table, sounds of normal and excited chatter drift up from further down the banqueting table but there is an awkward stony silence hanging over us. I feel myself pushing my food around my plate unable to face actually eating anything. I can’t even look up I don’t want to see the hate burning in Erik’s eyes for me. I know I did it to myself but every bit of love I have ever felt for him still burns inside of me. Damian’s cold voice finally breaks the silence “Doesn’t Amelia just look good enough to eat tonight Erik?” His question loaded with innuendo. Fuck! Fuck him why does he always have to be such an antagonistic prick! Still I refuse to look up
Amelia My belly does a little flip flop of nervous excitement as the table is cleared and we are ushered back into the ball room. As we walk through the doors naked humans hand Venetian style masks to each of us. I laugh at the irony of the masks, everyone knows exactly who’s behind the masks it’s a strange illusion of anonymity they represent. I take another glass of champagne along with my gold mask to match my dress, that I know I won’t be wearing for much longer. The ballroom is now surrounded with beds and sofa’s around the edges, still room to dance and mill if that’s what one so wishes. The lighting is dimmed to create a more intimate atmosphere and low sexy music plays in the background. Most of the vampires here are free to enjoy whomever they please throughout the rest of the evening. Only a select few have been issued playmates by my husband but those who have are off limits to anyone else. I’m escorted by a naked human male to the King’s private area, it’s
Harlow I had tried with everything in me not to watch them, to get lost in my own pleasure from the beautiful fledgling between my legs but it was impossible. The sounds of pure passion and rawness of connection could not be ignored. I had watched as she writhed between them and part of me had wanted to be in there with them, to be a part of it. The other part felt a dark jealousy that I had not know I was capable of, Erik’s face was full of an intensity that I had never seen before. He looked at her in a way he had never looked at me. Watching Nico carry her away I feel relief, that once more Erik is all mine. I notice a tenderness in the way he cradles her that is at odds with the disdain he usually displays towards her. I look to Damian to see if he has noticed but his attention is elsewhere already. He watches Erik with hawk eyes as he gets dressed once more and I shift to fix my dress back down moving away
Amelia I follow my personal butler down to the grand foyer where my bags are already waiting to be put into the car that will take us to the jet. Erik is there before me his face set in a grim line, he doesn’t even acknowledge me as I join him. Harlow is no where to be found and my heart aches a little for her, no matter how hard this is going to be I know being stuck here with Damian will be so much worse for her. Mercifully Nico arrives at this very moment, his expression surly and sharp but at least it creates some momentum, a welcome distraction from the awkwardness of the situation. “Let’s go” He snaps and I put on my sunglasses to shield my eyes from their scrutiny, the car ride will not be a comfortable one. Nico doesn’t help by taking the front passenger side leaving me alone in the back with him. We sit at oppostite sides both hugging to the window, the few inches between us feel like an ocean. I fix my gaze out of the window and sit like a statue the entire
Erik She thinks that I don’t see her sneak past me out the main door. I feel a rage bubble inside of me every time I look at her. Her behaviour is a joke, she doesn’t get to run from me after what she’s done. The way she looks at me with that cold condescension makes me what to wrap my hands around her neck and squeeze. She betrayed me, she left me and let me think she was dead for a thousand years. I have mourned someone who never actually existed, all she had wanted was power obviously and when Damian showed up she found a better opportunity. How I hate her for everything she has done and now we are forced back together she keeps thinking she can run away from me, avoid facing the consequences of what she has wrought. Well she has another thing coming, I am going to make her feel every shred of pain I have. I take off after her and I’m grateful there are multiple cars waiting outside the building for the executives to take advantage of. I climb into one just as her car