Emen's Point of View:
Emen smiled when he heard Natasha enter into the room. He turned to see her staring at him and when he looked at how she was dressed he smiled. He looked her over from head to toe and what a sight she was. From the way her hair curled down her shoulders and to her waist, to the glint in her beautiful green eyes, to the red dress that hid almost nothing, and then to her slippered feet. She was stunning! "Please, sit" Emen said gesturing towards the table. He ran at vampire speed to a chair that was next to his at the head of the table and pulled it out for her. He saw her hesitate before finally walking over and sitting down in the seat.
"You look beautiful" he told her with a smile and he looked over to her to see if she was happy about the comment but what he saw set a fire of anger slowly start to build. She was just staring at the table. It looked like she was going to bore holes into the table. "I said you look beautiful" Emen told her as he started to glare at her. She flickered her eyes toward him and then fixed her gaze back on the table. Why wasn't she talking to him? It was driving him absolutely insane! A servant came in with a couple of goblets and a pitcher of wine and a platter of steak, cheese, fruit, and breads.
When he saw her make no move towards the food and sighed in frustration. "Please help yourself" he told her. "How do I know you didn't poison it" Natasha asked, poison itself seemed to drip of each word. "Why would I want to poison you if I wanted to marry you" she asked him. He could see a flush of anger rise into her cheeks. "Just eat" he muttered. "Well, if I were to starve and die I wouldn't have to live lifetime with you so I think this is the better choice" she spat at him. Her eyes were now on him. It was like she was shooting daggers with her eyes. Emen growled under his breath and suddenly stood up making his chair fall to the floor with a loud bang!
"If I have to force feed you I will. So you better eat it before I shove it down your throat" he yelled, his face only inches from his. She let out a tiny "Ok" and then started to slowly nibble on some cheese and bread. Emen sat down in his chair and filled up both goblets with the wine. Natasha glanced at the liquid as he put the goblet down in front of her and filled up the other one. She had never drunk wine before. She didn't want to set him off again so she decided not to mention it. She didn't want to be drunk from again. He watched her slowly take the goblet into her shaking hands and take a sip. She noticed that it made her relax slightly so she continued to drink from it.
He refilled her cup and smiled as he passed it back. The wine would only make her blood sweeter. He really was thirsty and had an urge to jump across the table and drink from her right at this moment. He sighed running a hand through his hair as he quickly ate some food and then drank down his wine. It gave him a fuzzy feeling in his head. He rather liked the feeling it gave him. When she said she was done, he told her he'd walk her up to her room. As they walked he noticed how she stayed as far away from him as possible but leaned against the wall slightly as she walked clumsily up the stairs. She was drunk! He didn't think she'd get drunk from it! He sighed as he picked her up and carried her into his room.
He heard her start to laugh and he looked down to see her eyes on him. This time not with a look of hate but with curiosity. He felt a feeling in the back of his throat. Like a burning ach as he carried her into her room. He sat her down on the bed and felt her arms stay around his neck where they had somehow managed to be placed. He was pulled slightly down even though he could have gotten up if he really wanted to. He looked down into her eyes before leaning down and softly kissing her lips. She kissed him back and Emen moved from her lips to her jaw and then finally to her neck. He kissed it for a few seconds before hungrily biting into her neck. He heard her gasp and then giggle slightly.
Emen smiled against her neck as he tasted the sweet liquid in his mouth. She had the sweetest blood that he had ever tasted in a human. He pulled back when he noticed that her arms were slowly falling off his neck. He licked her wounds and they healed quickly. He sighed before kissing her one more time and then pulling the covers over her. He sighed as he walked out of the room and into the hallway. Maybe things weren't as everyone said. Maybe vampires could actually fall for humans and humans to vampires. He remembered every detail of the way she was dressed though and smirked to him self. Maybe vampire's even had hearts.