Eternal:

Summary: Her death had been the undoing of the Vampire King, and with his undoing came the fall of Vampire Kingdom. Without his Serenity, the young King surrendered his life to the unknown world of darkness. Alienated from his people, his beloved friends, and his devoted family. It has now been over four hundred years since her death, four hundred years of bleak nothingness…of years spent seeking death…Now their story begins anew, as their old love unites their shattered hearts.

Chapter 2: Reincarnations

It was England, at the age of Elizabeth. The golden age of the British Empire. Queen Elizabeth being the only Queen who refused to marry, surrounded herself with maidens from the noblest of families throughout the English Kingdom and even some from neighboring Kingdoms.

Amongst those young maidens was the beloved Serenity. The only daughter of an English nobleman from the Isles. The young lord's wife had died in childbirth. So when his daughter came of age, the Lord being in favor with the royal court called in a favor and demanded that his daughter serve as the Queen's handmaid; and presented her with a splendid dower, hoping that would attract a befitting suitor for his little angel.

"Serena. Serena. Daydreaming again I see. What is it that you dream of child?" The golden haired beauty drew her eyes from the waxing sun. The sky was tinted purple and pink. It was such a beautiful day. The end of winter. Spring was coming in the corner.

"I dream of another life. A world tinted with magic. A world I cannot describe but yearn with my whole heart." Serena stated, staring at the queen who was much like a mother to her. The woman who had been with her since childhood.

"And by any chance is there another man in this world of yours?" Elizabeth asked as one of her other maidens helped her slide into her sleeping gown.

"I do not know." The girl confided, as she too removed her tiresome gown and replaced it with a simple cotton sleeping gown.

"Hmmm. Well I have heard you whispering the name of a lover during those daydreams. A Darien…or something of its like. And when you sleep, child…you moan with the sound of a woman in ecstasy." A blush crept its way to her face, and she turned to face the night sky again.

"I love the night. Most people would fear its darkness, but I…I find it so familiar." The Queen smiled, turned her face towards the window overlooking the shadowed royal garden.

The girl, had a love for the world of the shadows like none she had seen before. The was as beloved by the darkness as if a love awaited her in their debts.

"I would advice you not to wonder far away, but you never listen, and the darkness seems to favor you. Just return before its too late." With her Queen's given permission, the young handmaid rose to her feet, bowed and made her way outside the door.

She would wonder in the night, relish the darkness. The joy, the nostalgia. The feeling that there was a lover somewhere in the dark, awaiting her, caressing her, tempting her with the promise of so much more.

She wondered the gardens, dreaming, singing, all with the innate feeling that someone was watching over her, awaiting her arrival.

Next Day:

The court was abuzz with the news. The young Italian prince, Visco Delgado was infatuated with Elizabeth's angelic handmaiden.

The young Serenity.

How many have vied for her hand only to be rejected by the young girl. How many have lain down their very pride to beg the girl to be their only to be rejected.

"Why do you refuse him Serena. Delgado is the most attractive man in the Elizabethan era. He is rich, handsome, and a wonderful lover. Every woman who had been with him, swear they cannot find satisfaction elsewhere. And he wants you, he is obsessed with you. Why would you refuse him?" Elizabeth asked her disturbed maiden as she sat coursing through her folklore on vampirism.

"He is not the one for me. When he touches me, I only feel disgust. I cannot cheat by heart by accepting him. There is another out there for me." She stared longingly at the disfigured picture of the blood sucker.

"By God child. You are lost in your fantasy. I am sorry, but I already sent word to your father to inform him of this offer. If you ruin this you will never get another chance like it. I have already informed your father of it." The queen looked up from her work and stared at the young girl with a frown.

"Why?"

"So that you can meet with him at least one for tea." The woman smiled, Serena turned the page over and continued to read.

She read for the remainder of the morning. Stopping only when said gentleman by the name of Delgado came to retrieve her for a walk down the gardens. Serenity had every intention of refusing his offer, but the Queen insisted, and no one overlooks the Queen order. Despite how friendly she is with said individual.

"I hear that you love reading folklore." Delgado stated, attempting to strike up a conversation. They had been walking for a good hour now and still she had not said more than a handful of words.

Generally, that was pleasant in a woman, now it was just strange.

"Yes. I do." There she was again. With her short contrite responses.

"And what kind of genre do you enjoy my lady?" They stopped at a bench near the center fountain. The fountain was large, with a beautiful maiden feeling the hands of a lover.

"Fiction." She replied, turning to stare into the distance.

"Fiction. I have always found fiction to be far to removed from reality to be of any use. Especially those supernatural tales. For instance Giaour by Lord Byron is such a waste of intellect. Why make-up such god forbidden creatures when there is so much in the natural world to boggle ones mind over. " Serena nodded her head slightly then turned her empty gaze towards him.

"John Polodorie's Vampyr is prime example of wonderful works of fiction. And it is intellectual. Lord Byron is also gifted because he forces the mind to explore a different rhythm." She rose to her feet, and Delgado rushed to catch up to her.

"What is the matter? Why do you not like me?" Delgado asked looking at her with a troubled frown.

"It is not that I do not like you, its just don't think you are the one for me. That is all." Serena began to walk. And the young man followed suite.

"You haven't given me a try." He stated in his defense. Serena knew that was true, but she also knew her heart. She knew that he would not be the one. even if she gave him all the chances he wanted.

"Okay. I shall give you a chance. Though I doubt you will change anything." He stopped her, and bowed before letting the young girl walk away. Her golden locks getting caught in the sunlight.

Serena did give him his chance. Which was more than she had done for any other. But like she had stated, their chances were not favorable. She did make a wonderful companion. Delgado, though infatuated with her could not force her upon him. She was obviously in love with another. A man, she herself did not know.

Many other suitors came forth after Delgado. The unattainable angel became notorious in her ability to break hearts, refusing suitor after suitor. When it seemed as if the number of men wanting her would never cease to be, she left the English court, choosing instead to travel to the New World.

"Such a beautiful young girl. Why do you refuse to marry?" Analease asked the young golden haired girl seated in the little hut.

She had chosen to live with the Natives, rather than spend her time with the settlers.

"The spirit man believes that I had a lover in one of my past lives, a lover who still has a hold over my heart. He says I suffer now, because my heart and my soul cries out for this lover." Serena exclaimed. There was a gleam in her eyes, a gleam that spoke of her belief in the Spirit mother's saying.

Serena had long ago believed that her soul was crying for another. Another who had not yet arrived to meet her.

Now she was waisting away. Far too sick at heart, to even leave her tent.

Her companions visit her, and sent her letters to her father back in England. He had insisted that she come back to England, but Serena had refused.

She wanted to remain here. In her letter she insisted that if she was to dye, she would die with where she would not be bothered by people who did not understand.

And the natives, her new family. They understood. They understood the hardship of reincarnated souls.

A few weeks later, Serena wondered into the woods. There was a river besides the tribal settlement. A river that gave way to many other lakes.

The river was deep enough. Deep enough for what she needed. She wondered in. One step at a time.

With the darkness of nigh to engulf her, she wondered into the water. Watching as the moon reflected on the water's surface became distorted.

As she wondered into the water, her golden locks flowed to the surface. Until it too vanished underwater.

The next morning, the tribesmen followed her tracks into the wood, and to the lake. But there was no body to be found. And no one tried to find one, they knew…they already knew that her body had gone to find its lover.

I hope you enjoy. I know its a little rushed, but I just want to get to the Good Parts. They are about to reunite…and trust me…things will be HOT!