Chapter 1

I regained consciousness slowly. Other then the dull ache coming from the back of my head I felt silk all around me. The sent of light Jasmin incense filled my nostrils. I opened my eyes, after my eyes adjusted to the light, I found that I was staring straight up, to a dimly lit chandler. I lifted my head and surveyed my surroundings.

I was lying on a bed with a black silk comforter, my head resting on a blood red pillow. I was wearing a dark green silk robe, it looked expensive. I say up on the bed, my legs instinctively criss-crossing. I saw a night stand near the bed with a lamp and a familiar necklace. I leaned across the bed and picked it i and returned to my original position, I held it in my palm. It was the size of a quarter, it was held by a slender black silk lace kept the locket on the wearer's person. It's metal face was polished, it was dark green with a red heart in the center. I opened it with a twist of a small metal screw that had the black lace attached to it. It had my picture in it, and since vampires don't age physically, I looked exactly the same as I did about 11 years when this picture was taken, when I gave this to Kaylinn. It had an engraving written on the inside cover,

"To my love," I mouthed reading the red inscription, my blood looked showed nicely on the gold inside cover.

I looked up to survey my surroundings again and my eyes focused instantly on the girl standing near the door If I had any breath to be taken away, it would have. Vampires might not age physically, however you can tell when something has changed. It is reflected in a stance, their look, how they move or anything else that is perceptible if you know how deep to look. That is how you tell how that person has changed, how much they have learned. She was still the person I knew 10 years ago, but something was different, I couldn't quite put my finger on it though. I found it so strange, being unable to see past the outside. I was never able to tell what she was thinking, what she was going to do, what her motives were, unless she told me. You would think, for someone I had known for so long, I would have been able to pin-point a change. It was so frustrating, at least it was only with her and not with anyone else.

She walked towards me with some reluctance, like she was still wondering if she wanted to talk to me.

"It's been awhile, Logar," She said, an almost imperceptible smile on her face. She still looked unsure of herself, I needed to chose my words carefully.

"Your right, it has been awhile," I agreed, hoping those were the right words.

"I see you still have this," I said, pinching the black lace of the locket and letting it slip from my hands, it hanged, suspended by my pinching fingers.

"It's..." She sighed and started over, "I never stopped thinking about you," she said, pouring her heart into the words

"Even after you abandoned me," She continued, she instantly regretted her choice of words.

"I abb..." I stopped myself, and took a breath and calmed myself.

"You do know it's true," She said, not regretting her words this time. I stayed silent.

"And not so much as a letter from you in 10 years," She continued. I could've said that I couldn't have had any vampiric contact to achieve Golconda, but I don't think she cared at this point. She took a step closer to me, and raised her hand, and slapped me. Over and over she slapped me, tears started to roll out of her eyes, mine too, but not from the pain. From trying to restrain myself, from the emotional pain every slap brought on. Until she finally stopped.

"One for every years I didn't hear from you," She spat at me.

"You say that I abandoned you. What about you, you abandoned me too, you abandoned me first. I take into account of you choices. Between me and yourself, between me and the Princes favor, between me and the prince's right hand, between your... your love for me and your love for your own status. You choose yourself over me, what you called your love, so tell me, who abandoned who first. I do accept that I abandoning you was not believe in an 'eye for an eye', But it took me 5 years, 5 YEARS to recover, I needed something, anything to take my thoughts from what I just lost or I might have slipped eve farther. I couldn't even reflect on what I had done wrong, because I don't think I did anything wrong to deserve what you gave me. Please tell me, tell me what I did wrong," I pleaded. I saw that tears were streaming from her face. She ran out of the room, I could tell that my outburst wasn't going to help. Chances are that it would even get me killed. I waited in the room looking down, regretting every word, but it's not like I lied, everything I said was true, and the truth always hurt, not only did it hurt the person you are telling, but it hurt the teller as well.

I saw a vampire walk into the room, I looked up. I saw a long blond haired vampire, his face seemed perfect, he had an air of confidence about him. He was wearing a old fashion fancy shirt, and black slacks, he also had a cape that seemed to blow with unnatural wind. Everything he did was with grace. He took one look at me and jumped back drawing his rapier. His name was Valens, he was the prince's right hand, he was wedded to Kaylinn, she had to, to maintain the prince's favor.

"Guards!" He yelled, 2 other vampires dressed in a similar attire as Valens came in they already had their rapiers drawn. I lifted my hands and surrendered, I had no weapons, and almost no way to hurt them. Valens plunged his sword into my chest, it hurt, but not that bad, it was like getting shot, the blade just passes right through you. And with no blood to bleed, no internal organs that mattered except for the heart, it wasn't life threatening, in fact, it was far from it. Most vampires chose slashing close combat weapons, it has a chance of cutting something off, or causing major injury. A rapier on the other hand, causes almost no damage to a vampire, because it is not meant for hacking, but for piercing, much like a bullet.

"Nice stab, if I were human I probability wouldn't be talking, but I'm not, why attack, I already gave up so... just throw me in some dungeon to rot and leave me be," I told him, his sword still in my chest. He withdrew the sword.

"Do as he suggests, throw him in a cell," He said, I hated it when he talked, it was almost always as if you were beneath hearing him speak, so condescending, it almost made it worth suffering the Final Death just to kill him. Almost.

The guards escorted me to the jail and put me in a cell. With any luck Valens will succeed in convincing the Prince that I was a danger to vampire's secrecy. That is complete bullshit, I haven't even been in the city for 10 years and he accuses me of being a danger to the secrecy. I sat down on the cell's cot, their wasn't anyone else in the jail so I was alone, just like for most of the last 10 years. I heard the door of the jail open and close, I looked up and saw Kaylinn walk into the jail. I looked back down,

"Please look at me," She pleaded to me, I did as she asked.

"They're going to kill you tomorrow, their going to cut your head off and burn your body," She said with no emotion.

"I'm sorry," I said looking up at her. She looked like she was going to tear up again. I got up off the cot, the guard got up too, but Kaylinn waved him away. I pulled out a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped the tears that were bound to come from her eyes, through the jail cell bars.

"Thank you," she said, "For the handkerchief," She continued "But your right, about me abandoning you first," She confessed.

"But I'm also right about it not being right about abandoning you too," I told her,

"If I could take it back, I probability would," I continued.

"Thanks for coming to see me," I said, she took my handkerchief from me and dabbed my eyes, the water lessening. She handed me the handkerchief back, I moved back.

"But don't come back, it will only lead to greater pain, you in pain, is not something I would ever want, so for your own sake don't come back and don't come to the excution if you can help it. I could never forgive myself if you saw me get killed," I said. She noded and walked away, I prayed she didn't look back. She didn't.

Author Note: Please Review, I thrive on them. If you don't I can't know if you want me to go on. Meany sorries for not making it longer then this, I usually make them longer but the next chapter will be at least a thousand words longer, I sware.