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A/N: Chapter 11.
Resurrected
Chapter 11
"Hungry?" Roya asked. Kamal shook his head, sighing and slumping back into the pillows of his new bed. Well, the bed really wasn't new, but it was in a room that was his.
"No, Majid brought me some blood earlier. Besides, I don't think I could feed anyway…" He murmured. Roya laughed.
"Why not? Fledglings are always hungry." She said. The Prince gave her an 'are-you-kidding' look.
"Because I got stabbed with a stake for the second time this month. It's really starting to piss me off." He scowled.
"Well, none of what happened last night was your fault, at least try to understand that much."
"I know. It just drives me crazy, knowing that my captor was so close but I couldn't see his face…"
"Arsalan still insists it could have been a girl." Roya smiles. "But I don't believe it was. I didn't catch a trace of a feminine scent in the air. I guess Arsalan's nose is all messed up." She said. Kamal laughed. He then remembered something he had wanted to ask Arsalan but he decided to ask Roya instead; since he couldn't get out of bed and Arsalan wasn't there.
"Majid…what happened to him?" He asked. Roya frowned.
"He did not always have the name 'Majid'… His name used to be 'Asghar', or 'small' as you know; because he was not well liked. He was married for a time, but I will soon explain what ended he and his wife's happiness. He had one son as well, but we don't know his name because he had his memory erased by Empress Fereshteh before he could tell us what his child's name was. He and his wife were framed for murdering someone at a market and his wife was put to death; while he was sent to this island to serve the Empress. Empress Fereshteh gave him the name 'Majid' just to mock him; and he has been called that to this day. He use to be a strong, powerful man…but now you wouldn't be able to recognize him from his past self if you tried."
"Oh. That's awfully sad. What happened to his child?"
"Nobody knows, but someone named Amin told me the other day that he thinks he was adopted by Egyptian parents. I cannot possibly tell how he knows this, but Amin is Amin….."
"Maybe he has visions just like you."
"No, I'm the only one on the island that has visions!" Roya laughed. "I fall unconscious for a short period of time when I have visions, so that's how I know. That, and Empress Fereshteh told me."
"How did she know?"
"I am not sure."
"Hm. She's a little strange."
"I agree."
"Don't you ever feel like she's planning something for you behind your back?"
"Usually when she is planning something, they are not supposed to know."
Suddenly, Kamal hissed and sucked in his breath, eyes clenching shut while he bit his lip. Roya gently pushed the Prince into a fully lying position. She placed an ear to his bare stomach and listened.
"Tisk tisk, Prince. It's empty."
"I've also noticed that I don't have to use the bathroom."
"That's because the blood re-nourishes the proteins in your stomach, and eventually dissolves."
"Neat. Now what are you saying?"
"You need to feed again." She said. Kamal groaned. "Now none of that, you have to drink a lot of blood if you want that wound to heal." She added.
"What if I don't want the wound to heal?"
"Hush." She says. She left the room for a few minutes, then came back with what the Prince regarded with widened eyes as a fully live and struggling human.
"What do you want me to…oh my God." He said, grimacing. "You want me to bite him while he's alive?"
"Sometimes it helps if the prey is live…here. I'll restrain him while you bite. Probably haven't put those fangs to use since yesterday, anyway."
"Oh, that's a good excuse." The Prince said. He watched as Roya firmly pushed the young squirming male onto the bed and force his head down, showing his jugular to the Vampire. Kamal bared his fanged teeth and reluctantly bit down into the large vein.
It disgusted him that he was delighted in the fact that his prey was whimpering.
He finished a few moments later and made a face as he pulled his fangs away from his meal. Roya took the now dead human away and discarded him outside the hall. She went back inside and saw Kamal staring at the ceiling.
"That was…strange." He muttered.
"Your first fully conscious meal, it should be. That wound should heal in no to time, now." Roya said. Kamal smiled a bit.
"I'll be glad to get out of this bed and walk around."
"Oh, you'll be glad to do a lot of things."
A/N: Pretty pointless chapter, except for the part that explained what happened to Majid. THAT was a VERY important part of this story.
Prince: I know why, I know why!
Ancient-v: Shut up, don't tell them! They'll have to do a little web-surfing to find out!
Prince: PLEASE let me tell them!
Ancient-v: The suspense is killing ya, huh?
Prince: YES!
Ancient-v: No.
Prince: Dammit!
Ancient-v: R&R PLEASE!