I'm running through a beautiful meadow, giggling with my lady, Princess Claudia. A true vision in her elegant cream dress embroidered with flowers, against her light skin. Her hair is blonde, almost like woven gold.
I hold a coveted position in court. Being a lady-in-waiting to the Princess Royal, is the highest position bellow the queen's ladies. I will, no doubt be married off to a noble suitor soon. Claudia is promised to a distant kingdom and my father would not allow me, his only daughter to go off with her to an exotic new land.
To him I am no more than cattle to be sold to the highest bidder. You see prior to me obtaining this position. My father was a king. Due to his treaty with this kingdom, they allowed us exile after the rebellion in my country.
My father is now a Duke. With the lower title and abiding to another kingdom, king and their laws. He has grown resentful and cold. He should be grateful we weren't slaughtered in the uprising. That we were able to start a new here in this kingdom, and still live an extravagant lifestyle. I for one am thankful to still have my head although, I was too young at the time to remember the events that led us here.
"Did you hear the latest gossip among the court?" My lady asks whilst we take rest on the lush grass. "Princess, indulging in gossip. I'm shocked" I feign surprise and laugh as she shakes her head. Her curls flowing over her serene face. "I trust you to not relay that information to anyone else" I place my hand on my heart and nod. "It's said a king is coming to our court to find his queen. He has been around many kingdoms, and not found a suitable match"
I adjust in my spot and take her hand in mine "I thought you were already promised. The king won't find his bride here, if the Princess is already betrothed" My concern shows on my face. I wish my lady happiness. She just adjusted to the idea of her new marriage. To think a King can waltz in here and demand her hand at this late stage would be most inappropriate.
"The king said that if he provides a better alliance, I will not be leaving in the morning as planned" she sighs. "Oh my lady, I'm sure it won't be. I can't believe the timing of this. You are already packed and the boat is prepared for your journey". She looks out across the meadow "Mother, said that an impromptu ball will be held at court tonight, to welcome this mysterious Monarch" At this point two of the Royal Gaurd approach and tell us it's time to return to the Palace
Hours later, you can hear the merriment cascading around the Palace. My lady is dressed in her finery and light pink gown. Her hair is up with a couple ringlets dropping down over her shoulder. She is a beauty. I admire my work and tweek around with stray hairs. She slaps my hands away "Come on, we must go before my father beckons. His Majesty does not like to be kept waiting".
We approached the grand hall. The place glistens with thousands of candle flames. The wine has been poured for a while now judging by the looks of my father. I'm waved over by him "Daughter, you look lovely. We may be able to find your husband tonight" He laughs and raises his glass in the air "May his coin purse be full" He calls a lady over "Duke, how may I be of service?" his eyes wander down the young ladies form "You, take my daughter and tighten her laces.... for now". A wicked grin appears on his face. The girl goes pale under it.
"Father, that is inappropriate. If mother were here, she'd be shamed by your fall from grace" Pain spreads across my face, as he strikes me with the back of his hand. "Clean your face and come back. I will hunt down a suitable match" My father strides away. I wipe the blood from my lip, under the sympathetic looks of the crowd.
I return to the hall after cleaning my face and find my lady with the king and queen. A man stands with his back to me, as I approach. His silver-white hair hangs down his back in wondrous locks. He is tall and broad. I've not seen his face but I can't ignore the sensation I feel as I get closer.
Slight tingles rush all over my body, goosebumps rise on my arms. I'm confused by them. I do not feel cold but a strange warmth envelopes me. I'm in awe of the man with no face. As if in a trance, I boldly glide to the man. "King to king, I'm afraid I must inform you. A treaty is already signed and sealed. My daughter leaves tomorrow to marry. Unfortunately there are no other suitable matches in my realm" I hear the king say as I get closer. It's strange, his voice sounds far away, like the royal group are at the other end of a tunnel.
This man must be the King my lady mentioned. I will my legs to stop moving. I wish to keep my head and not show blatant improper behaviour. specially towards a king. My legs don't stop, I'm not in control of my body. The mysterious king turns and I'm pulled into his large arms.
The room goes dark but I can see clearly. Just the two of us in darkness. I hear murmurs and whispers but no one is here. Where did everyone go? Where are we? My eyes meet his. They are so dark they look black, but something dances in them. A snake? The snake circles his black orbs and I can't look away. The snake faces me and strikes.
I open my eyes and I'm so close to the royal group. I start to panic and turn on my heels to walk away. What was that? Did I fall asleep standing? I need to get out of here, my body feels like it's on fire. "No need to worry about the treaty your Majesty. It appears there is another here worthy to be my queen" The deep voice addressed our king and it sings to me. I feel a pool of heat develop low in me. My arm is grabbed and I'm pulled in front of the King with no face.
"An exiled Princess. Hmmm how interesting" The voice sends a shiver down my spine. I'm melting under the touch of his fingertips on my bare shoulders. I've not seen his face. I try to turn but I'm held in place. My King and Queen are standing with their mouths agape.
"How did you know? No one knows of their location" The queen says so silently, it's almost a whisper. His nose runs along me neck as he inhales "I will be going with my bride now, we must be married by sundown. I thank your grace's for your hospitality" I'm in a daze, I'm not sure what is happening. I'm dragged away still in the arms of this mysterious king, with no face. Followed by his entourage of black armoured knights.
I can't move, I can't speak and I can barely process this thought. In a blink of an eye, I'm in a strange Palace, it's dark and covered in the most beautiful carved stone. The snake design is striking they dance and intertwine on the stone.
In another instant, I'm lay upon a large bed with blood red bedding. My dark hair splayed all over the sheets. I snap into consciousness. I'm frightened, how long have I been out of it? My eyes betray me and in front of me, the most beautiful man crawls and hovers above me.
The dark eyes, the white hair and broad shoulders. He looks as if he was sculpted by gods. I no longer care for my virtue. I am at the mercy of this creature. My eyes rake his perfectly toned body, his bare chest heaving above me. I try to pull my thighs together at the strange sensation erupting between them. "My love, a millennia I've searched for you, and now I finally have you" In one swift motion my dress lays in pieces around me.
"LEAVE"The court barels out of the throne room. My Fae Adonis moves and is kneeling in front of me. His hands start to move up my legs. I watch curious, filled with apprehension of his next move. His hands go further until they grip my thighs.A pained grimace on his face. He retracts his hand, now covered in blood. "I'd avoid my left side, the vines are sharp to those unworthy of touching me". The fae looks up at me "Do you find me unworthy, your highness?" I laugh and bring him to stand in front of me. "No, I find you appealing and want you to please me. Anyone who is not their master are unworthy" His arms wrap around my waist.We are unbearably close now "Hmmm and what if their master wakes up" He starts spreading kisses over my neck. The right side, he learns fast. I throw my head back and let out a slight moan. "You'd be dead. He can't wake up unless I feed him my blood"I'm thrown against the wall. He pins my hands above my head, und
I walk down the large hallway and I hear it, those awful whispers. Leading me to him. My vines are swirling on my skin. They just had to mention him. "Come, come closer". I shake my head and attempt to block the whispers out. I'm being led down the stone spiralling steps.I hate it. With all this power, his call makes me weak. I am the ruler no one can match my strengths and abilities. However, I'm no more than a vessel when it comes to this call, this mark and the one who Alarich asks I wake. I stop at an imposing thick metal door. Chains and locks, stretch across it. There is a massive lock in the centre, in the shape of a rose. I touch the door."I hear you". I stumble back "get out of my mind" I thought I was screaming but it was a whisper. "I need you, my love". The strong voice in my mind, takes me to our first encounter.*********************************The cool air across my bare skin manages to wake me from this spell. I start to s
"Hahaha". His laugh echos in my head. I try push past the blinding pain towards the stairs "Oh my love, my beautiful rose. Don't you miss me? Open the door, let me see you" The pain of his voice burrowing in mind brings me to my knees "Janice" I call out. "Haha my love, don't summon the meddling witch. Come to me".Another wave of pain hits me. I bring my hands to my head, hoping to cave my skull in. "JANICE, NOW!!" I hear the scurrying of footsteps coming towards me "Mistress" she gasps and crouches down beside me "What happened? Why are you here?" I manage to look up at her "His call, I can't...My mark.... You managed to keep him out my mind for 300 years. PLEASE!! GET HIM OUT!!" The windows above us shatter, with the force of my scream. I manage to move over her, to shield her from the shower of shards raining down on us.Janice takes my hands and mumbles in some ancient witchy mumbo jumbo. I can't concentrate enough to translate. I feel my vines moving al
Slowly I'm being pulled out of darkness. Light flashes every so often. I need to go to the light. I reach out but I can't seem to grasp it. I hear distant voices. I can't seem to get out of this darkness. I hear his voice "I'm here" I call out "please help me". I feel the tingling sensation on my hand. It fills me with warmth. I'm able to move. I can grab the light, It's at my fingertips. I'm so close I can't taste it.With a jolt and large intake of air, my eyes fly open. Everything is vibrant. The colour is like nothing I've seen before. I look down at my hand. My skin is so pale. I sit up far too quickly that my vision blurs. When my eyes adjust and he is there, face to face with me. His eyes are black but glimmer back at me. A smirk plays on his beautiful lips. I can't look away."Hmm, didn't expect you to rise so soon love". I touch his face. I feel like I'm in a dream. "How long was I sleeping?" The enchanting gravelly chuckle is back and I remember the event
In my 200 years, I've never felt so strong. I feel power flowing through me. I gesture to a guard to open the main door. He shakes his armoured head but obliged. The guard hides behind it as the sunlight bursts in the Palace. I hesitantly dip my foot over the threshold.A joyous laugh comes from me as I jump out. Running with my arms wide. I feel the heat of the sun on my skin but I'm not burning. Incredible! Guards watching shocked from the shadows behind the doors. One of them follows my actions. Unfortunately he bursts into flames, leaving a pile of armour on the ground. That was enough of a warning to the rest. They slam the door shut. I jump in a car. Got to appear as human as I possibly can.I wait for the alleged human to drive out and I follow behind her. Thank goodness we aren’t in the same car. I heard her babbling to Janice. Her voice gets right under my skin.I wait outside her home. Sunbathing! Ha! Imagine that! My thoughts drift off. The m
I haven't been able to sleep in days. He keeps popping in my head. I have not missed his voice, not one bit. If he's not rambling or taking me down memory lane, he's sending erotic images. I'm unable to satisfy my needs, now he is somewhat back.I can't touch anyone else. I tried to sleep with Dante the other night but the moment I touched him, I felt repulsed. Dante is gorgeous, just like Arlo. They are identical after all. Sandy hair, bright blue eyes, toned and lean bodies. One of the best decisions I've ever made was to turn them. Arlo is my favourite though. So I've never had the honour of him in my bed. I couldn't. Dante however, a little serious but my, my I've taught him well.I'm readying myself for the meeting with the Lycan King. Need to get to the bottom of this fae issue. We will meet in neutral ground. It's known as The Crossroads. Located in-between all kingdoms. Sacred ground each species respects. Janice is doing my hair "I need as many
I'm woken up by a tap on my forehead "5 more minutes muuuum". Tap, tap, tap. "Not your mother but you may call me daddy" A man! A man is in my room! My eyes ping open and I look to the other side of my bed. Laying on his side, leaning on his elbow, hand supporting his face. Oh that guy. Aaron, I think."Morning drooling beauty, time to get up" I grimace and wipe the drool from my chin. "What are you doing in my room Aaron?" He hops up and starts going through my closet. "Arlo, My name is Arlo. Ah yes, this will do nicely" He lays black skinny jeans and a white long sleeved crop top on my bed. "Allez hop, time for a shower. You stink". Here lies Helena, died from embarrassment."What time is it?" I ask as he starts going through my underwear drawer. I bolt up off of the bed and slap his hands "Hey perv! back off" He backs away and slumps himself on the small sofa in my room. "I'm only trying to help, hurry up we haven't got all day. Well, evening now I guess"
*WARNING! descriptions of abuse and rape*At my desk, I'm looking over the treaty between us and the human world. "Hmmm do you think I should just haze his majesty, to agree to our terms. He seems to think that he provides us with enough doners in return for the safety of his people. It's less than the previous Kings offer. I hate young new kings. I quite enjoyed his father's company. A good man" My adviser Marcellus takes the parchment from me "My queen, I think we should try re-negotiating first. He has been hazed to keep our secret already. You have to think on a human level" He pours me a glass, my thoughts drift as I stare into the flames of the fireplace. "Thank you Marcellus, that is all" He bows and takes his leave. I feel a pinch within my chest. He's back. I jump to my feet crab a candlestick and make my way through the palace. I'm following the pull. My excitement grows as the pull strengthens. I must be getting closer. My mark starts moving on my skin. The pull flu