Sorry it's been so long since my last update! Life has been crazy for me, and I haven't been able to focus long enough to write one whole sentance. LOL!
A/N: The only Characters I own are Chrichelle, Christian, Kiah, and Charlotte. I'm just borrowing everyone else.
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"Chrichelle.." a sad yet familiar voice repeated. My heart leaped at the sound of it, yet fear of being wrong prevented me from turning around. Cold hard arms wrapped themselves around my shoulders, turning me around.
I didn't dare look into his face. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real.
With a soft, almost sad laugh, he said, "Look at me, my love," he lifted my face up to meet his, and my eyes filled with tears.
"Aro," I breathed, "How, how is it possible?" I still couldn't believe it.
"Hush for now, and come with me. You need to change out of that dress," he looked at my dress and frowned, "I guess I shouldn't have grabbed my favorite one," he said with a slight chuckle, "Your positively covered in blood."
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When we reached my room, I grabbed my night dress from my wardrobe, and went to put it on.
"So what happened? Where did you go that night?" I asked him hesitantly from behind my dressing screen.
"Marcus heard of what happened, and knew that your father wouldn't lift a finger to save me. He came to your room himself and took me with him, and saved my life the only way that he could. He was going to go back the next day and tell you, but you fled. Marcus told your father what he had done, and your father told him you fled because of his actions, Marcus's actions that is. Trying to make Marcus believe that you did not want me to become immortal. When he told me this, I knew that William was lying. I spent every day wondering what the real reason you fled was."
I came out from behind the screen, and sat next to him on the bed. He looked defeated, and confused.
"Was your father right? Your reaction to seeing me was not what I expected."
"No Aro. I left because my father showed no sympathy to the heartbreak I felt at the idea of having lost you," I stopped and looked into his deep black eyes, "I thought you died and couldn't bear it. I left everything in hopes that everything would leave me. But the despair of your death never left me. It swallowed me in darkness. For well over 1400 years I thought you were dead. I thought I was dreaming again when I heard your voice tonight. I'm afraid that I am dreaming still."
"Your not dreaming," he reached over, and wrapped me in a his arms. His body was cold as ice, yet his embrace melted the darkness and ice away from my heart. I felt his hand stroking my hair, much like he did long ago.
"I missed you so much Chrichelle," he said still holding me tightly, "Do not leave like that ever again," after a moments pause he added, "Please."
"I won't Aro. I promise. Not unless you die again." I tilted my head up, showing that the last bit was meant to bring a chuckle or laugh out of him.
"You never could stay on a serious topic for long without making a joke, could you?" He said laughing. "Lie down, you need to rest my love."
"Stay with me?" I asked, looking into his beautiful face as I lowered my head onto my pillow.
"I will. And every night from here on out," he said softly as he kissed the top of my head and wrapped himself around me, "Sleep now."
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It had been the best sleep of my life. Being so close to him. How many nights had I dreamed of this? Before and after I thought he had died. Even now I felt like I was dreaming. It had been many, many years since I had slept in my room here. It felt like a dream, and his presence laying there beside me on the bed, watching me, made it feel even more so like one.
"Good morning," he said in a low whisper. He looked good enough to eat. Figuratively and literally.
"Morning," I yawned while stretching.
The sun outside my window was warm and inviting. I've heard tale that vampires avoid the sun because their skin has an unearthly shimmer in it's light, but being born what I was, none of their hunting ploys ever had an effect on me. None of their powers did either.
"Wanna go on a walk today?" I asked as I moved to get out of my bed.
"Hey," he grabbed me and pulled down, laying me on the bed, "You didn't kiss me good morning," he said, moving closer to me and hovering his face above my own.
"Hmm.. going to have to fix that then," I whispered as I kissed him.
As cold has he was, his kiss sent a bolt of electricity through my veins, exciting me and making me want more of him. He must have felt it too, because he pushed me down onto the bed with his body. His kiss intensified, and so did mine. His long, cold fingers began exploring my body as I wrapped my arms around his neck, losing my fingers in his hair. He slid one hand down my thigh, and began pulling up my night gown, trailing his fingers up my body softly, and sending shivers up and down my spine. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, I moved one of my hands down to his side, and pulled his shirt up, mimicking his movements, eliciting a shiver along his own spine. I did not stop when I reached his shoulders, I forced him to break the kiss, and take his shirt off all of the way. I smiled as he began kissing my neck while pulling my night gown up the rest of the way. No sooner did he get the night gown pulled up over my breasts, a sharp rap sounded at the door. I growled, and Aro hissed. Both of us hoping that whoever it was that was disturbing us, would go away. But they kept knocking.
"Just a minute!" I said in an exasperated sigh, rolling out of the bed. I heard Aro flop back down on the bed. I opened the door, and saw a young servant standing there, looking rather nervous. "Yes?" I asked, a little pointedly, but I really didn't care.
"Sorry to bother you ma'am, but an urgent email came just now from the America's. It said to print it and bring it to you immediately," she said quietly, obviously still nervous.
"Thank you," I sighed as I took the note from her and shut the door. This couldn't possibly be that important.
"What is it?" I heard Aro ask from behind me.
"A letter," I mumbled while reading the return address, "From Christian."
"Who's Christian?" Aro asked with a tinge of jealousy in his voice. The look he had on his face when I turned around proved me to be right.
"The alpha of the small little pack I was staying with. He's just a friend. Don't get all huffy," I giggled, "I'll read it out loud for you, so you can see." I said, not expecting such horrible news.
Miss Virginia,
Forgive my lack of formality in writing this, but we desperately need your help. Several members of a neighboring pack have learnt of your departure, and have already attacked us. Long have they wanted control over our lands. They chose to attack not even 4 hours after you left us. Dozens of us have already been killed, Charlotte and Kiah amongst them. Only a small handful of us remain. Please, send help, else I fear we shall be wiped out.
Truly,
Christian
"Oh no.." I said as I stumbled to the bed, "Charlotte.... Kiah. No!" Aro wrapped me in his arms as I broke down into tears.
"Hush love, hush." He whispered as he held me, "We'll make things right. I'll send some guards over there to bring the renegades to us. Though, their punishment will have to wait until your officially named Queen."
"Marry me," I pleaded as I turned to look into his face, "I know this is sudden, and the wrong time... but please."
"Chrichelle, we've known each other for nearly 1500 years. It's not sudden. And it's not the wrong time, there can never be a wrong time for you and I to marry." he kissed me on the lips, then smiled, "We'll just make your coronation double as our wedding."
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Neither my coronation or our wedding was extravagant. Aro and I did not want to waste time with silly details. Two days after the wedding, and true to his word, Aro sent the Volturi guards to the Americas to bring the renegades to the castle. Word had it that there were 6 of them. Not only did they want the Scuro Luna land, they were Lucian loyalists. Which made them even worse in my eyes, and made me feel less merciful towards them.
The guards returned with the treacherous 6, and locked them in the dungeons. Christian followed, to witness their death as was customary amongst the Lycans.
Christian and I were sitting in the throne room that afternoon, discussing what had happened.
"What punishment do you have in mind for them, your majesty?" he asked.
Suddenly, he froze at the sight of something behind me. Curiosity got the better of me, and I laughed when I turned and saw what had spooked him.
"Christian, this is my husband, and king, Aro," I said, trying to contain my laughter, "And yes, he is a vampire." Christian always feared vampires. Which was odd. Normally as a lycan you either accept vampires or hate them.
"Y-y-your majesty," Christian stuttered with a bow. Returning his gaze to me, he asked, "Is this why you never chose a mate?"
"Yes, and no. It's a long story. Let us not go into that now. I think it is time to deal with the prisoners."
WHEW! *wipes forehead* This one took forever. And I'm not really all that satisfied with it. *hurmph* I know that the ending is rushed... And cut off at an odd part. Sorry! But I couldn't think of anything else to add without making this redonk long!
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