Another week, another update from our favorite vampire. Had a fun little mutual fangirl moment last week in my PMs, so I'm gonna give a shout out, if you like my historical fics, check out "Dominion of My Hear" by Sunshine1220, totally worth it. This is one of my drop everything to read fics, and as it is I'm typing this faster than normal because it just updated~
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Chapter 3
I laughed at Bella's declaration that she didn't want me rooting around in her head. When she looked around, my eyes followed hers and I noticed the copy of Pride and Prejudice sitting on the nightstand.
"Do you enjoy reading?"
"I do, my father and Jacob didn't see the purpose of it, but I liked the escape it offered. Plus, the book is the only thing I have left of my mother."
"Was Jacob your mate?" I had to ask.
"He and my father wanted him to be my husband, which is what we call it in our world, but I never thought of him as anything more than a friend."
"Would you like to visit our library? Or did one of the other princes bring you there?"
"No one has taken me outside this room at all. Can I go?" she asked.
"Yes, as long as your guards are with us then you can go anywhere."
Bella's smile grew as she reached out to offer me her hand. "Then yes, I would love to go and explore your library."
Clasping her hand in mine, I escorted her outside her room and across the main square to the library. A cavernous building that housed copies of every book ever written, I quickly found something that I thought a lover of classic literature would enjoy.
"Romeo and Juliet?" she asked.
"It is a Shakespearean play. I thought you would like a different kind of love story."
"Thank you, I'm sure it is wonderful."
Walking with her back to the capitol building, we returned to her room and she began to read aloud. The sound of her voice was soothing, and she read until her food was delivered. I knew our time was running short, but I hoped that she would choose to see me again after this. When Bella yawned, I stood.
"I should let you get some sleep, I hope that you'll ask to see me again."
"I get a choice?" she questioned.
"Have they explained anything to you?"
"I think they're doing it one step at a time because of how overwhelmed I was at first."
"You've spent time with each of the seven princes, from here you get to choose who spends time with you and when. Once you've made your decision, you will call us back to the main rotunda and declare who you've chosen as your mate, and along with that, who will be the king of the counsel of princes."
"What happened to the last king and queen?" she asked.
"My father was the man standing behind me at your presentation, my mother was in the gallery with the rest of my family."
"Your father? You mean your creator," she said.
"No, my father. He and my mother had me 101 years ago."
"But you're immortal, frozen at the age you were changed at, like I will be."
"It seems there is a lot that needs to be cleared up about my kind, but we can do it another day, you are tired."
"Wait, if from this point on, I'm in charge, you would have to do as I ask, correct?"
"Yes," I admitted.
"You are the only one of your kind, besides my guards and the blonde who helped catch me that makes me feel safe. I've barely slept since I've been here. Would you hold me while I sleep?"
"I would do anything for you, my queen."
Moving to her bed, I laid down and watched as she went into the bathroom to change. She returned in a nightgown and soon she was curled up in my arms, a soft sigh escaping before her breathing evened out and she fell asleep.
Ten hours.
That was how long I got to hold Bella. I hadn't expected her to sleep that long, but I savored every minute. When Bella finally began to stir, I pulled her close for a moment before releasing her. The smile on her face was worth the burn in my throat during that time. I wished her a good night and headed for home.
I made it out into the square, but as I neared home, I heard a commotion behind me. The thoughts that came from the group were about a hunt, and whether it was a previous hunt, or ideas for the night to come, it would be violent.
I was so focused on my memories of the day, that I didn't pay attention to my surroundings until it was too late. Two pairs of hands grabbed me from behind and I felt the cracking as they pulled my arms behind me at an awkward angle. The pain was unbearable, and I felt my focus slipping. I feared what would happen if I lost consciousness as I struggled against my attackers.
I could make out screams in the distance, but it was too late. I felt my body slump to the cobblestone streets as everything went dark.
Don't hate me...catch you next week!