Chapter 29 Betrayal
The day of my detransfiguration came, and I woke up to find myself in another kennel. "What's going on?" I asked Justipher. "The council of vampires decided it is in your best interest to become a vampire. They have decided that you are too vulnerable to physical harm in your human state, and that you must become our prince immediately. If you refuse you will stay as you are and live under the same conditions as you did at Cindy Langley's house. The only differences are that you would be allowed to talk, and you would only have to go in the kennel once a week. However, we will reinforce the instinct spell on your food, and you will have a very strict schedule. Your friends have been contacted and they are allowed to write to you, however; we put extreme magical protection around our territory and you will not be able to contact Serena." "You can't do this you lying traitorous bastard," I retorted, "You have no right. The headmaster would never let you do this." "I'm sorry you feel that way, Airemeth," he replied, "but he has agreed to this, and we don't need the right we have the power and you don't. Those are your options." "I'm not becoming your prince," I told him sternly. "Then so be it. I am truly sorry about this," his reply was saddened, "I would have like to know the human you." "i don't understand," I said, "why are you doing this?" "Of course you don't understand. you're only thirteen, just a boy," he retorted
Then Queen Safiria came in. "So you have chosen the life as our pet," she said grievously, "I am saddened by your decision. I should let you know the only ones able to open your kennel are me, the Twins, and Teresa you food supplier. Magic will be used to control your every move. This is in effect until you change your mind." "Well that'll never happen," I told her, and she left as Teresa walked in. "Breakfast," she said as she place the food in my new kennel, "eatera." Her spell was so much more powerful than Langley's that I couldn't even resist. I ate the food and immediately felt the instincts come into my head, stronger than before. I was losing my conscious.
The day went on with me sitting in the kennel and waiting for food to arrive. After I ate dinner, they told me to sleep and, I did. I woke up the following morning with my thoughts back. I had better enjoy these thoughts while they last, I told myself. Teresa came in thirty minutes later with my food, and again I was forced to eat. After I was finished eating, Christopher came in and gave me the order to explore the castle. If I was talked to answer yes with a roar, and no with a growl. I was also ordered to stay out of the queen's room and the dungeons. He then let me out of the kennel. I went about the castle minding my own business and noticed that many of the vampires were ignoring me, but some asked if they could hold me and pet me. I replied to each of these requests with a roar. I couldn't speak. It was like I had forgotten how. My mind was solely that of a lion cub. I had no human thoughts left. My schedule went as so: Sunday-kennel day, Monday- explore castle, Tuesday- explore grounds (under supervision), Wednesday- chase small animals in the arena while the vampires bet to see how fast I could catch them, Thursday- play with the Twins, Friday- lounge about, ,and Saturday- get so filthy that it would take Justipher hours to bathe me. Most of my letters from my friends were telling me to hang in there until they early graduate and come bust me out.
