I watched as everyone in our coven danced around a huge bonfire, laughing and drinking wine as they all enjoyed each others company. Falling deep into thought, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. I giggled, holding my breathe.
"Sneaky, are we?" I asked with a smile on my face. A face got deeply buried in my neck, as someone inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmm, always," He grinned and pulled me tighter into his body, "This party is very nice. You did a well job."
"Did I?" I grinned, turning around, "I was hoping you'd like it. I thought it'd be different than what we usually do. Which is just meetings, and they're quite boring. Usually."
"Is that so," He said with a sneaky facial expression. Quickly he bit into my neck playfully, as a loud giggle escaped my lips. Our fun moment was interrupted by Henry.
Henry was a brown haired guy who was 16 years old. He was a newly recruited warrior, who had grown up as a poor boy on the streets. Both of his parents were dead, so my dad had taken him in to teach him how to defend the kingdom.
"I don't mean to interrupt, but we have a visitor," He said. His eyes were a little bit wary, as they scanned around the woods.
"What's wrong, Henry?" I asked, a worried tone striking my voice. I stepped back a little bit, Drake's arms holding onto my waist tighter.
"Please, follow me," He said as he took off into the woods. Looking back at Drake, I hurriedly followed Henry. The smell of blood was getting stronger for each step I took into the woods, but it didn't smell like human blood.
"Henry, please, tell me what is going on," I begged.
"We are almost there," He said as he sped up his pace. We ended up in the woods, right next to the clearing where we were celebrating.
As soon as I moved out of all the tree branches, I saw 16 dead bodies scattered across the cliff tops. They were torn apart, blood splattered everywhere. Limbs and body parts, heads and hearts, were lying everywhere you looked. A dreadful feeling settled into me and I gulped hard.
Some tree branches had blood dripping down them. My heart got stuck in my throat. 16 of our men had been slaughtered by an unknown person. Someone who had been sneaky enough to get past us and the enforcers.
"Henry, please tell me you saw who did this," Drake said with an aggravated voice.
"I am sorry, sir, but I did not."
Twisting around, I saw a shadow watching us in the distance. Sensing him, there was just pure evilness coming from him. His aura was black. There was no doubt he had done this mess.
"How are we gonna be able to cover this up?" I asked, quietly, "We don't live in a big village. 16 people missing is not gonna be able to go unnoticed."
"Go talk to your father," Drake said, "I will stay behind and make sure everyone else will remain safe."
I nodded quickly as I took off. It didn't take me long before I reached my father's castle. The guards recognized me as soon as I crossed over the bridge and bowed in front of me.
The castle was built long before we had gotten here, however, it was abandoned when my dad had moved in, or that's the story I had been told at least.
The castle was big, it had 4 stories, and was built on a very high cliff. It took about 25 minutes just to walk up from the land beneath us. The castle was off a grey stone, and had beautiful architecture. The trees were blooming early on this year, and it made the whole scenery around us seem all that more fairy-tale like.
"Welcome back, princess," One of the guards, Joseph, said. Joseph, he was an older man. One of the oldest ones in our village. He was around 50, grey hair falling down to his shoulders that were broad, and his face was slowly starting to get eaten up by wrinkles.
"Have you seen my father?" I asked him, straining myself from crying in front of him. My throat was quickly drying, feeling hard as I swallowed.
"He was seen in his bedroom, last, love," Joseph replied. I nodded as I went into the castle and went up to the tower I knew my fathers bedroom resided. The corridors were long and felt never ending as my steps were heavy against the stone floor.
As I came up the stairs, George, my fathers personal guard, smiled at me and opened his bedroom door. The door squeaked slowly as it opened.
"Father?" I asked as my father turned around to look at me. As soon as he saw my watered face, and the horror spread across it, he knew something horrible had happened. I couldn't hold the tears in any longer as they flushed down my fears.
"What is it, princess?" He asked as he came forward, towards me. He pulled me into his arms as I cried, and after I managed to stop the heavy sobbings, I pulled back.
"Henry, he, uh, he found 16 slaughtered people close to the clearing. 16 of your own people, father."
"He did what?" He asked as he sped out through his bedroom. I quickly followed him behind, showing him the way to the slaughtered spot.
When we reached the clearing, everyone had gathered around the bonfire. The couples were sticking together with their children, saying soothing words and convincing them that everything was alright. Parents were giving me looks, people shaking in fear.
The guards, they were standing on a line in front of everyone, protecting against any danger that might strike us.
"Stay here, make sure everyone remains safe and secure."
I nodded, as my father grabbed Henry and took him to the spot with the 16 slaughtered, innocent people were.
I inhaled deeply as I looked up at sky. The full moon was shining. I looked at our people as I saw how some sent me pleading looks of answers.
"Okay, everyone, I need you to listen to me. Tonight, we've gotten pain struck upon us. We don't know who's the cause behind all of this, or what their reasons may have been, but we will figure this out. But step one will be keeping our people safe. And so, I am now, as princess, invoking the right to call an emergency decision without the king's permission. I decide that we will leave this town at sunrise, seek protection and comfort up in the nearest mountain village. Anyone who wants to stay behind may do as they please, but you will no longer be under the protection of the kingdom."
Drake and I shared intense looks as I held my speech, and everyone listened intently as to what I was saying. And as I finished speaking, he nodded to me and everyone of our people went up to stand on their knees in front of me. I looked behind me as my father sent a quick smile before shoving the shovel back into the dirt.
We had decided to hold a quick memorial service for the lives lost, the grieving families sitting together on the muddy path as they cried into each others embrace. Eventually, everyone had started to move away from the crime scene, and we were left alone with newly dug graves.
Chapter 1! Here's all the characters that will be included in the first book. Sheet will be updated as the new books will be joining The Immortal Soul Chronicles.
Luna- Princess to the Immortal King, her father, inheriting vampire and werewolf traits, and witch traits from her mother. She's 16 years old.
Drake-Luna's twin flame. Early 20's. The most priced warrior in the village, vampire, immortal. Has an unawakened wolf within him.
The King-The king of the kingdom. Immortal, a vampire and wolf. Mid 30's.
The King's brother-Early 30's. Wolf vampire, immortal.
Henry-16 year old warrior from a poor human family. He has psychic abilities.
Devon-Mid 30's. Immortal wolf, power hungry. Leader of his own kingdom.