Author's Note: I know that the last chapter was a short one, but I was having major writers block. I'm also sorry about the delay in the latest chapters, but my Internet has been out for over a month. Also, I would like to know how much longer my readers reckon that this story should go on for if I can't think up any more plot after this.
Your opinion is what improves my story!!
I stared up at Vlad as we entered the hall together, side-by-side, while also trying not to trip up on my floaty dress. The black and crimson satin swirled around my feet as I moved, the heels that I wore underneath the satin were incredibly hard to walk in. I exhaled softly and stepped forward, sitting at Vlad's side on my knees just as I had been instructed to do so. He stared down at me arrogantly, sending words of praise through our mind link.
'Well done, mea inger*.' A small smile curved my lips upwards into a modest smile as he cupped my chin, stroking it softly. The softness in his eyes was almost immediately destroyed by a high-pitched squeak that reverberated throughout the entire hall.
"Milord, who is this?" I winced and Vlad chuckled quietly. Even if he was the King of our kind, she was still our host. Yet, when I saw her, my self-esteem immediately plummeted. Why would he have someone like me when he could have someone like her? Elizabeta Bathory was the epitome of a Vampress. She was tall, slim and had long black hair with scarlet irises. While I was the complete opposite of her. Vlad placed his hand on my arm. He could feel my conflicting emotions. The Draculina's eyes turned a deeper shade of red and her nostrils flared at the small display of affection that Vlad showed towards me.
"Answer me, girl? Who are you?" All of the vampires turned to face me.
"Can't she speak, milord?" Veron spoke up.
"She can indeed speak, Lady Elizabeta, but it seems that she has learnt to curb her tongue. Perhaps you should follow her example." I felt like an animal on show. It made my blood boil, the way that they spoke as if I wasn't right in front of them. Elizabeta downed a goblet of blood and huffed arrogantly. I gulped and leaned against Vlad, needing the physical contact to make sure that he was still there. They would have been a perfect match. Vlad stood up and everyone turned their attention towards him. It was easy to see how he had become the Eternal No-Life King.
"I suggest that you desist on berating my mate, Elizabeta. She is mine, and no amount of your trickery will ever change that fact." I blinked as the eloquent speech dripped from his mouth like honey. His words were like pure seduction. I felt my cheeks heat up as he pulled me to my feet and kissed me in front of the crowd of important Vampires. I relaxed into the kiss, only just resisting the temptation to slap him. Wearing high heels was definitely not improving my mood. Vlad smirked against my lips and nibbled on my lip, letting the blood seep out of the wound and down the corner of my lips. All of the vampires inhaled deeply. They could easily smell our blood entwined in my blood. Veron stepped forward and bowed deeply.
"Lady Seras. Welcome to the High Nosferatu Court." All the vampires surrounding him followed his example, mumbling the same words in unison and bowed to me. Vlad chuckled darkly, leaning in as he lapped up the blood at the corner of my mouth.
"Exquisite." His crimson eyes melted straight through me. I smiled, but it was cut short when I heard Elizabeta ruin the moment.
"I invoke the right to deny this claim! I was Vlad Draculea's wife in life, and should be so in death! You are nothing bu-
"Would you shut her up? She's giving me a bloody headache…" I complained dryly. She squeaked at my interruption. Vlad stared down at me, clearly glad that I had interrupted her, yet also clearly pissed off that I had blatantly ignored the first rule of the Court. Unless said Draculina is the host, a Draculina is forbidden to speak, on penalty of silver torture. I was actually surprised that I had managed to retain some of the information that Veron had drilled into my head.
"I don't bloody care right now! My feet and head are aching like hell, I've almost tripped up seven times tonight, and I can't bloody listen to her squeak on any BLOODY LONGER!" I shouted, my anger getting the better of me. I hadn't been this angry since I had been a human.
"You should learn your place, Seras, else another could replace you. Another, with more experience." I recognised that voice faintly. It wasn't until Vlad's anger began to rise through my being.
"You! You dare to try and take my mate from me? I will impale you with your own accursed spinal cord!" Vlad growled furiously. Flashes of my first day in Romania came back to me. It was Eoin, the one who had stared at me funnily. Vlad wrapped his arms around my waist and growled possessively. Eoin smirked and stepped towards us.
"I told you, Vlad, that I would never let you be at peace after what you did to my wife. Now, I can finally get my revenge." He snarled ferociously. I turned to Vlad, clearly confused. Eoin laughed, clearly amused.
"The almighty No-Life King hasn't told you how he became almighty? How priceless! He raped, mutilated and impaled my wife, drinking her blood. The blood of a High Priestess, thus causing all of his followers to become Damned." I stared up at Vlad in shock. His eyes were ablaze with anger and bloodlust.
"Vlad? Is it true?" I knew what the answer was already. Yes. I backed away from Vlad and stared at Veron.
"I was young and foolish. Your wife betrayed me to the Turks."
"She was looking out for our country!" I bit my lip as Elizabeta watched them fight eagerly. She knew who would win, as did I. Vlad, of course. I winced as Vlad cleaved Eoin in half, sending blood all over the hall. Elizabeta clapped and I lowered my gaze.
"Seras. Come to me." I stared at his outstretched hand. Blood dripped from it like water. I shook my head. I looked up at him, my eyes turning sapphire. What was happening to me? I saw Elizabeta cry out in anguish and Vlad smirk and laugh triumphantly.
"Vlad? What's going on?"
"Sleep, my Bride." As I fell to the ground, all I saw was darkness.
Authors Note: Well… I know it doesn't make much sense right now, but all will be explained in the next chapter.