Eric Northman woke as soon as the sun had fallen and the moon had made its first appearance of the night. He despised summers, they days were longer than the nights. This left him less time to do as he pleased during the hours that he could walk the earth without being burned alive, one of the many downfalls of being a vampire.
As he cleaned up for the night, he looked over at his large bed, that where a naked woman rolled over and sat up to look at him with a smile. Eric internally groaned, he'd forgotten all about the human and their night together. It had been just another meaningless night of sex and blood for him, she was nothing but substance and he wanted her gone. He turned around to look at the woman, whose hair was disarray, with a smile plastered on his face.
"You need to leave," He said, looking directly into her eyes.
At first she looked hurt, but then suddenly her face retained a neutral look and she repeated: "I need to leave."
"You don't know what happened here last night; you will go home to your husband and forget this ever happened." He said, not caring much about what this whore did with her life but knowing it had to be done as to not raise suspicion.
"I do not know what happened; I will go home to my husband. I will forget this ever happened." The woman repeated, and then began to gather her clothes on as Eric walked out of his room and made his way into the 'dining' room. It wasn't really a dining room, it was a room in which all of the vampires living in the underground nest gathered with their various humans, to mingle and await the fresh meat that other vampires brought back for the picking.
The nest was located underneath an actual castle that was inhabited by a wealthy Lord and his servants that had all been glamoured into serving the vampires during the night and forgetting that they existed during the day. No one was really sure what the underground sanctuary had been built for in the first place, but they all found it a very useful means of housing during the day and wonderful place to hold social gatherings at night. The place mirrored what an actual castle would look like, save for the dampness and darkness.
Eric hated living in the nest. He hated being surrounded by so many vampires that were superior to him. He was only here because his maker, Appius Livius Ocella, had called on him. Eric did not really understand why his maker had called him, but he suspected he was lonely. Loneliness, was a weak human emotion in Eric's mind. He hardly felt lonely. In fact, here he felt smothered by the amount of vampires and humans. Besides, England was a foolish country that had foolish wars and was filled with foolish people.
He had been more content in his last home, where the people were more spread apart and no one understood or believed that vampires existed. England on the other hand, had caught on. Though, they were fools to believe that some of the women and men that they burned were actually witches. Eric had been alive long enough to know what was real, and what was not. Hatred was real, love was not.
When he arrived in the dining room, he watched as many of the female, and some of the male, humans stood up straighter as they caught sight of him. His long blonde hair was tied neatly on the back of his head; he wore nothing but the formal tight pants and a white undershirt that men wore under their coats. He took no pleasure in the woman all around him gawking at him. He'd only enjoy it if he actually returned the feelings of attraction. He only spotted one woman in the room who was even worth coaxing into bed. Ironically enough, she was one who hadn't even looked his way. She seemed too busy staring at that Neanderthal, Tobias. There was a little human next to the woman. The little human look as frightened as a mouse, this made Eric chuckle to himself. The little human looked directly up at him, directly into his eyes. Though he was not close to her, he could hear her heart beating rapidly, and though he would have looked away by now, he got caught up in her eyes. He had never seen a human with violet eyes before. His vision was cut off by someone standing in front of him.
"Do not even think about it, child." Ocella said to Eric.
"I am not exactly sure what you are speaking of…" Eric said, like a defiant teenager.
Ocella muttered under his breath. "Do not play games with me, I know you better than anyone."
"Is that right?" Eric smiled.
"It is." Ocella smiled back at his child. "You are thinking about that woman on Tobias' arm. You should stop."
As Ocella walked away, Eric had to keep smirking to himself. He had only thought of that woman for two seconds. He understood that she was Tobias'. He had been thinking of the little human beside her. Looking at the young girl, he could tell that she would surpass the other woman's beauty and he was intrigued by her eyes. She almost looked his age when he had married Aude. He had seen many younger than her walk amongst these halls, but they were usually stolen from their beds by vampires who had a thing for children. The thought made Eric's skin crawl. He suspected that the woman on Tobias' arm was the young human's mother, and if Tobias had enough mercy he would also claim the child as his, in order to keep away the vampires who would be interested in her.
"Tobias," Eric said, his fangs showing.
"Eric," Tobias said protectively. "These are my humans. Vivian, and her daughter Violet."
"Pleasure to meet you," Eric said, whilst kissing both of their hands. The little human's hand was shaking. "You haven't glamoured them?"
"No, they've come themselves." Tobias stated, seeming a little annoyed with his fellow vampire. "Vivian can be glamoured." Tobias let out a sly smile, and Vivian looked oblivious to what the word 'glamoured' could mean.
"And the child?" Eric said, smiling down at the violet eyed girl.
"I have yet to try, you may if you wish. I'm not very good at it." Tobias frowned, as if he wished he was better at glamouring humans. "I do wish her heart would stop beating so rapidly. It's making my hungry."
"You do not have to glamour a child to make their heart slow its pace." Eric shook his head, and bent down in front of the girl. "You are safe here, Tobias will protect you."
Her heart still hammered on. Eric understood that the girl did not trust Tobias, and she was right not to.
"I will protect you," Eric lied, he too wanted the child's heart to stop beating so rapidly, he had begun to feel the urge to bite her.
The girl's hear began to slow, as she looked up at Eric with hopeful eyes. She said nothing, and he began to bore of standing in front of the humans and Tobias. He bid them to have a good night and went off to find a woman who was good enough to bed.
Violet had travelled with her mother and Tobias for two days. When the sun had risen they had to stop the carriage, and Violet watched as Tobias dug a hole into the ground and lay in it as the carriage driver covered him with the dirt. Violet and her mother had slept in the carriage. Well, Violet had barely slept a wink. She had entertained the idea of running from the carriage, but she had had an awful image of Tobias reaching from the ground and pulling him in the dirt with her.
She thought that she needed to stay with her mother. In Violet's mind, there could only be two explanations why this was happening to her. The first, Violet had gone mad and was imagining this whole thing. The second, Vivian had gone mad and that's why she had taken her daughter out of their home and into this… dungeon.
Violet was leaning more towards the first option.
Tobias had told them that they would all be staying in the same room during the day. As, it was the only way he could watch both Vivian and Violet. He had added a wink when he said that he and Vivian would be spending most of their time in another room. The look he gave her mother gave Violet the chills.
Whilst in her room alone, as her mother said she was going 'out' with Tobias, Violet could not get that tall blonde man out of her head. She had never seen someone so tall, or a man with such naturally long hair. She had hardly seen a woman as beautiful as he was. He looked like a god, the ones Violet had learned of in her studies. He had been so nice, so… real.
Eric had convinced the young Lady Howard that he would protect her, and that was all she had ever wanted- someone to protect her.
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