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Chapter 4

I had enough of pulling around. I was tired. I wanted my bed.

I grabbed his collar and pushed my hand in his face trying to push him back, hopefully poke his eyes out too.

I doubt my pounding wasn't too powerful considering I was drained of half my strength.

Suddenly I felt a powerful sting in my hand that was on his mouth.

I realized my mistake, he wasn't a human like the people in my land, and this man was a vampire too.

And a vampire who had bitten me.

I screamed on the top of my lungs.

Just as my head felt disconnected to my body and fell backward I saw a glimpse of the prince.

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Everything was blank.

I felt like I was in an abyss of darkness that felt never ending.

Somehow I opened my eyes to close them again due to the blinding light.

Slowly as my eyes adjusted to the brightness I looked up to see white walls, no doubt that I was in an infirmary.

"You're up. That's good." Said a friendly voice.

If only I could place a face to that voice.

I looked to the direction where the voice came from.

He seemed like a doctor. A very handsome one indeed.

"Jonathan?" I asked.

He paused and walked to me. Looked at me confused, looked at his charts, and looked at me again. "Ms. Morgana. How do you know my name?"

Two words wiped that confused look and added a smile to his face as I sighed and said "Arthur Pendragon"

After a moment I said "He told me to visit you in the morning. Have you treated my leg properly?" I asked him skeptically. Highly doubting his 'vampire work' to work on a human like me.

"Yes I have."

"What about my wound on my hand?" I looked at my bandaged hand. "Did you clean my wounds properly?" I could see how my tone had changed.

"Yes ma'am" he said in a mocking tone.

"Are you mocking me?" I asked.

"For a slave you sure have a snarky attitude." He said with a smirk.

"I beg your pardon! I'm no slave." I said surprised.

"But you are." He smirked as he hit the clipboard down trying to fix the pages on it and then walked out.

That man sure had an attractive attitude. He didn't take anything as an insult and seemed like a jolly person.

Realization hit me when he came back and I actually said it out loud. "I'm a slave now aren't I?"

He looked at me with sympathetic eyes and sighed. "Yes."

I let go of all the air I didn't know I was holding "Wow. When did that happen?" I asked more to myself.

He sighed, "I'm sorry, princess. Arthur told me about it, it's sad but like every other person you just got to deal with it."

"I don't really have a choice. When does my hand heal?"

"I gave you some Vampire blood and your wounds are healing as we speak."

"You did – WHAT?" I got off the bed and wobbled a little but was steadied by Jonathon before I could actually fall.

When I was sure I won't fall I pushed his hand away and said "WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITHOUT MY PERSMISSION!"

"Calm down! You had lost a lot of blood that's why?"

"Don't ever do that again!"

"You mean you plan to come here often?" he smiled.

I went silent. I was so angry one minute and the next I was smiling and huffing.

"You're a funny man Jonathan. And I'm going to call you John. Your name is too long for my liking."

"Whatever you say Ma'am. Now, you should be on your way to your duties. I am sure the morning duties like cleaning the floor, polishing the armor, stables and everything else is probably done by now, plus I would tell you to keep your hand away from water till its fully healed. It could cause infection if you aren't careful."

Just as I was about to leave he said "Ah and take this to the dungeon so you can serve lunch to the prisoners and hand them medicines for their wounds."

"Alright." I took the basket from him and was on my way to the castle.

I noticed the infirmary was a part of John's on the street.

I walked the busy Lane and had curious glances my way.

It seemed like a market place wherever I went.

All too soon I noticed a little boy being punished by Arthur and the King stood next to him.

What was going on?

I hurriedly went towards them watching horror as the poor child wept in fear with his mother clutching him tightly and apologizing again and again.

"What happened?" I asked one of the pedestrians watching.

"The kid bumped into one of the King's personal knights."

"So he is getting punished." Whispered another one.

"Are you joking?" I asked flabbergasted.

Prince Arthur whispered something to the King and the King whispered something back.

Then the Prince announced. "Put him in the dungeon for a day without food or water." And he turned around and was about to leave.

Before I even registered what I was going to say it I already said it. "What kind of justice is this? He's just a kid! Get that stick out your ass and bloody well forgive him!"

I heard a lot of gasps.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" said one of the knights in a shiny silver armor.

Another one stepping forward said "Is that the tone you use with the Royals?"

"I think I need to teach you some discipline!" another knight said stepping forward and grabbing me by my hair.

Just as he pulled me, rather harshly, I heard the sound of metal scrapping another metal and the next thing I knew, the Prince had his sword pointed towards the knight.

"I would suggest you let go of my slave."

"Sorry sir, but she asked for it." He said leaving my hair and pushing me back rather harshly.

And I was weak, as much as I hated to admit it; I had just got out of the hospital. So it came to no surprise that I fell down on my butt real hard.

The prince whispered something to someone standing next to him and said to me "I'm going to have to teach you some manners tonight. Go do your duties and meet me in my chambers."

I gulped. What is he going to do?

"Cold hearted Bastard." I mumbled low enough for him to hear. How could he do that to a ten year old boy? Just because he bumped into a knight. I looked at him disappointed. I don't know what I expected from him.

Just because he saved me and was all sweet yesterday doesn't mean he is like that with everyone, nor does it mean he's always going to be nice to me.

I hate him,

"I'm sure I will change your mind tonight." With that said he left.

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What will he do?

This is hopefully his evil side. And just so you know, this is not how I planned this story to go but what to you know? Enjoy. =P

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Zoya.