"Now there are no more!" King Atreo pronounced to the applauding crowd thrusting his bloodstained sword towards the dreary sky, finally his pursuit to kill those unlike our race and those who harbour greater gifts is over, thousands murdered, slaughtered and slayed just so he no longer felt threatened, but that was my Kings quest and of course he knows best.
Prince Draco appeared next to me a bitter smirk on his face as he watched his father parading for the peasants and knights, Draco is the spitting image of his father both ash blonde hair, angelic blue eyes and tanned skin with a warrior build but yet they could be so different, I knew how badly it affected Draco killing so many yet he claimed the same view as his father, it wasn't his fault I suppose he'd been brought up this way.
And me, I guess I sound weak and maybe even look weak to those standing around me with my small frame, pale skin and ebony coloured hair, they all know how I didn't find this murderous path correct but I do also understand the need to be the top of the food chain so I merely turned my head when those were slaughtered and kept my eyes downcast after all I am merely the Kings ward, Lady Crimson.
We are rulers of land, Vampires in control of all below us and if those become too strong they are cut down.
"Compose yourself Crimson, we must look strong and united to be able to rule." Atreo Commanded in his no arguing and deep voice as he passed me, Draco gave me a knowing look then followed his father out, people were celebrating in the streets, celebrating friends and even family's deaths who may have been gifted although it seems it was more of a curse.
Having enough of watching the people acting foolishly I turned to also go in the castle and return to my chambers, some consider me lucky that the King took pity on me and not a day do I forget how my life could have turned very differently especially as Atreo isn't known for being merciless but instead a tyrant among the land yet I have to watch killings and keep the facade of nonchalant although the black and blue discolouration under my eyes is plainly obvious I can't sleep, to say my lack of sleep is because of seeing such an unjust war would be a lie and untrue as I have always suffered from sleep deprivation and it is getting worse the longer I exist, Meril for as long as I can remember has been experimenting with medicines and antidotes to help stop the nightmares I get but alas none have worked if anything just weakened them and I feel terrible to tell him so, a kind old vampire with slightly wrinkled peachy skin and greying almost white long hair, a compassionate being who looks out for all.
On the way to my chambers I stopped by the kitchen to retrieve a blood bag to tire me over until tomorrow when I'll go hunting with Draco in the dark forest and hopefully can put the last few days behind me and concentrate on more optimistic factors of life.
This was a tester for a new story, not sure if I should carry it on so review and tell me what you think!