.::.[Hate that I Can't Love You].::. ~1.~
Chapter 3 : .::.[Hate That I Can't Love You].::. ~3.~
I told Eric to be quiet the entire time. I only told him once, which didn't surprise me. I guess when you're a slave you listen to the order the first time it's given. Eric did wince and cringe a lot, and every time I moved he flinched. Must've been a hard life for him.
I wanted to help him past the time, so I decided to ask a few questions. This time he did give me trouble. He said he didn't trust me, and that if he says anything bad about any royal family I would kill him! I laughed, and he just stared at the wall. I asked him five times before I resorted to violence. After the first punch he gave in.
"I was born into a middle class family, but of course I got separated when your, our kind came. I lost me mum, and pa. The royal family noticed this, thought I was an orphan, and made me a slave. At first they were nice, but then they…just turned evil-"
"Did you ever think they were evil?!"
"I was five! How would I know someone is evil when they give me candy and clothes? Anyways, once I turned ten…well let's just say the last eight yeas haven't been a walk in the park. Well up until now, you saved me from this wretched place."
"Why aren't they looking for you?"
"You changed me on my birthday, and we get three days off. So how long does it take for me to change?"
"Should be done, it's been eight hours!"
"Well how will I know?"
"Open your mouth, don't give me that look! Just do it!!"
He complied, and there were two pointy fangs. I studied it using my knowledge of "newborn" vampires. They were only .5 inches, which wasn't anything. He needed to feed, and if he fed on a vampire then they would grown another half inch.
"Bite me, and don't ask any questions."
He rose slowly and walked over to me. We were in the same room as before, and I was sitting on the lone table. He sat down awkwardly next to me, and touched my neck. Ice-cold hands, his hands weren't warm like last night.
I turned my head away from him, and he bit down. It hurt at first, but I was used to pain. When he was done, his eyes were crimson. We stared at each other for an immeasurable moment, and the crimson started to fade. Soon it was his original color, brown. Orange hair and brown eyes?
"What's with the orange hair??"
"I dyed it. It was actually fun. My original color was brown."
"Okay, well my mission here is to terrorize my father. You can come back to the palace with me and be my right-hand man, sounds good?"
"As long as I get a comfortable bed."
"Deal. Now let's go to the prince, we need to talk."
We opened the wooden door to see a bunch of scraggily people crowding around it. When they locked eyes with me, they scampered away. I allowed myself a quick smile before I frowned.
"Eavesdroppers. What should the penalty be?" I asked, joking. I didn't expect Eric's glare.
"Leave 'em alone. They've been through a lot."
"Learn a sense of humor, and let's go."
I didn't let him say anything because I started to climb the dangerous stairs. I wouldn't fall, too graceful, but I still hated these stairs. Prince Kevin would hear about fixing these steps. Just because they were slaves, didn't mean anything.
By the time we got to the hallway I was completely lost. Eric took over and led me to the throne room. There in the throne was the king, queen, and the prince in a smaller throne then the rulers. Kevin's and my eyes connected and her smirked. I returned the favor and stepped forward.
"Permission to speak your highness?"
"Please Jacqueline, call me Drake."
"I just want to show you the same respect you would show me."
"Like he would go to your leech country." Kevin said it so quietly that I almost didn't catch it.
"Hush. Don't speak to her like that." Drake scolded
"Your son was disrespectful when I visited and I-" Kevin cut me off, yelling
"You jumped through my freaking window and you-"
"I didn't mean to scare you I just-" I tried to reason with the idiot.
"Wanted to rape me!"
"What. The. Fu-" I was real angry now
"Whatever, you probably did."
"Yeah right! Anyways Drake. I need someone to bring back with me-"
"You changed one of my slaves! You dirty nasty leech!" He shouted
"He was dying, and that was his only wish!" I replied as calmly as possible
"Why don't you marry that traitor then?" He challenged
"We are friends, I'm not physically attracted to him!" I answered
"Well you need to be!" He replied back
"You can't control who I love!" I shouted louder
"Yes I can, because I forbid you to change my citizens!" He yelled angrily
"You act just like my father! They would be happy to be changed! They hate you! Not you Drake, but Kevin!" I screeched.
"Enough!" The king bellowed. "I find it sweet that she would save someone's life, unlike you. You work your servants to death, call them slaves, and make them sleep in that dungeon! You don't listen, and I know you would be a horrible king. I want your sister to start training for this position-"
"But she's younger then me!"
"But she is respectful and kind. You may leave now."
When Kevin walked by me he moved his lips and I was able to read them. He said 'I will have my revenge you old hag. You're not immortal…' It sent shivers down my spine, and I was actually scared for once.
"Drake, I want Eric to stay with you." Drake shot me a glance, and it seemed like he was pleading. I winked, but he was still tense by my side.
"Why is that?"
"You need an immortal body guard…" I heard Kevin's footsteps falter and I smiled.
"Well okay, and in turn for supplying me with such a great gift you get to pick one person to bring back with you. Also, I have to approve of him, because Eric is going to have the best room in this castle, beside the royal family."
"Also, you have to help those servants Kevin had."
"Deal."
I walked up to him and shook his hand. I turned to Eric and he looked crushed. I ran up to him and hugged him. I felt him smile, so I smiled back.
"Take care. And when the king unfortunately dies, come home, okay?"
"Okay." He nodded once and walked to the king's side. I smiled and walked out the room.
When no one could see or hear me in the royal room I yelled out "It back fired Kevin. Harm your dad, and I torture you to death."
I heard his shiver and retreating footsteps. I was glad, at least I had one dad's blessing.
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