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Amelia could hear Rebecca's breathing become much faster. Rebecca must be thinking the same thing! As the door knob slowly turned, Rebecca turned around, and jumped down the stairs, as Amelia got into one of her many fighting stances. The door swung open, and Amelia put her arms down at her thighs. Both Amelia and Rebecca were looking down at the ground, ashamed.
"Sorry My Lady, we didn't mean to frighten you," the young looking, blonde haired vampire said, blushing a little. Amelia looked around at all her rescuers. "It's okay, Johnathin, I'm just happy to be going home." She looked back at Johnathin, right as he glanced over his shoulder, trying to find some reassurance. He got none. "About that," Johnathin said look down at the bloody, weary queen. Amelia looked over all their faces, seeing sorrow in them all. "Ummmmmmmmmmm, well," Rebecca started, but couldn't seem to finish. "What, What?" Amelia became hysterical, "Why can't I go home?" Amelia grew angry, her subordinates weren't telling her everything, all she wanted, all she every wanted for the past four months, even before she was captured was to go home.
To forget about everything, and sleep. Just sleep. Amelia was snapped back into reality when Rebecca put her hand gently on Amelia's shoulder. "My Lady, we must leave now." "Are you hungry, My Lady?" One of the rescuers asked. Starved, is there anything to eat," Amelia asked hopefully. "No, but we'll get you something," Johnathin said tenderly, trying to make Amelia feel better. They all walked down the long passage ways quietly. Stepping over each of the dead carcasses. No one even pointed out to Amelia that she could drink some of their blood. None of those bodies were good enough for the queen, especially since they tortured her. All of the sudden, one of her rescuer's stomach rumbled. Everyone stopped, and all but Amelia turned around looking at the one who disturbed the silence. It was very rude to do anything displeasing to the queen, dangerous too especially when the queen her self is hungry.
The vampire dropped to his knees, right before Amelia spun around. He started crying "I'm sorry My Queen," he sobbed, "it's just that we haven't eaten for two weeks. We've been training nonstop, so we could rescue you. My apologies," he said looking down. Amelia walked over to him. He flinched as she put her hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, I understand," Amelia said smiling at him, "now get to your feet, and get something to eat," Amelia said the stretching her arms out, "why don't you all get some food, after all you've worked long and hard to get me back!" All the rescuers looked at her with great admiration, before they started shoving their previous victim's necks into their fangs, cause the men to once again become victims. Gulping every last drop of blood, before moving on to the next body.
The only ones besides Amelia who didn't drank the blood were Rebecca and Johnathin. They stood there on either side of her, waiting for the others to finish shoving their faces and realize that their queen was ready to leave. Amelia was starving, tired, and drenched in her own blood. All she wanted to do was take a shower, eat a little, and go to sleep. Amelia looked at Rebecca, and then at Johnathin, both had disgusted looks on their faces as they watched their comrades, savagely drink the blood of their victims. "Aren't you two hungry," Amelia asked, sure that they were hungry as well, but not eating at her expense. "Nah, we're okay, we're more worried about you," Johnathin said looking deeply hurt, how she could POSSIBLY want him to eat when she looked so horrible. "I'm fine," Amelia reassured, "go on and get yourself something to eat." "We'll eat when you're safely in bed, sleeping," Rebecca said, concerned about her queens well-being, "Alright guy's it's time to leave," Rebecca ordered, so they could be on their way.
Johnathin's shocked face turned toward Rebecca in disbelief. The whole group looked from the paralyzed Rebecca to their beloved queen, not sure what was to come next. Amelia and Rebecca exchanged looks. No vampire is to order another around unless you are the queen or her mate. There are two ways Amelia could handle this situation. Amelia could either fight and kill the one who took Amelia's authority, or leave it be and do nothing. If Amelia decided to kill Rebecca, she would being killing someone who risked their life to save hers, but if she didn't take care of the problem, Rebecca could challenge Amelia to a duel to the death, defining the winner as the queen. Everyone waited anxiously for Amelia's decision, all knowing the consequences of Rebecca's actions. Rebecca then dropped to her knees in deep sorrow, "I', so sorry, My Queen," she said, tears running down her cheeks, "I didn't mean any disrespect." Amelia gilds over to Rebecca, anxious everyone will soon know her decision.
END OF CHAPTER!!
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