Okay people, this is a rant. It won't be like this all the time. I'm just giving you a description and a basic setting. There is no romance so sorry romance-seekers, this is purely angst/drama/adventure. This happens before Joachim Armster is even a vampire so don't expect to see him too soon. Again, this is a rant from the main character and it won't stay as a rant thing. Please do review and give me tips if it looks kind of half-you-know-what because it probably is.
Name is Iris. No, it's not my real name, but I'm not going to tell anyone. I have shoulder length ebony hair that rivals with the night's veil. My eyes look like rich brown mud that gardeners like. My skin is suppose to be a light caramel shade, but I hardly go out so I'm pale. I constantly like to wear boots with heels because they make me feel more important, and yes, I do have some confidence issues. No one will ever see me in a dress, skirt, shorts, or skort unless I need to do laundry. My clothes are dark, I am wearing a navy tee-shirt and black cargo pants. I wear dark clothes because my parents forbid me wearing any gothic clothes that I had fancied for some time, but I'm no Goth. I'm just a young woman with an attitude problem when it comes to authority and suppression. Why am I tell you this? Simply because I'm stuck here in this forsaken castle surrounded by the damned. You don't believe me? What the hell! I'm serious! There are skeletons roaming the halls, ghosts haunting the rooms, possessed armor guarding important doors, and I haven't gone through a sixty-fourth of what the hell is in this stupid castle. Where am I you say? I'm in the throne room. Why? Because the Master of the Castle made sure I'm in his sights. Does he trust me? Fat chance. So why the hell am I there? Because he thinks that my beloved is looking for me. What do you mean why? Hell if I know. I told him that no one was looking for me. Why not? What about my parents? I'm a woman who prefers to be invisible and I don't have that many friends, not even enough to put as references to any application form… pathetic huh? Besides, my parents and I are at odds and I kind of had an argument between them and my lack of motivation in college so they're kind of steamed still. I am not going to antagonize them any more than I did… Damn this room is breezy! I'm freezing my bones off. This stupid floor isn't helping my ass at all. A gracious host he says? Yeah right! I'm sitting on the freezing stone floor, windows letting in moonlight which doesn't warm me up, and my host is slouching back in his throne watching me quake from the cold. I can easily tell he is bored. You know what? I'll just describe everything to you, I'll make comments at the end.