Rhea POV

Once we enter the city I can see the king look around and grimace as if he had just stepped in something disgusting. If only he knew the half of it. It looked nice on the outside but the people were much different.

"Is there a problem, your majesty?"

"This is disgusting."

"Well us humans are used to this. We try our best with what we have. Most of the resources go to the castle so we have to use the leftovers."

"Where are you parents?"

"You see that farmhouse way down there?" I point at it.

"Yes."

"That's my house."

"Let's go then." I hold Lilah's hand as we walk down the cobbled roads to our house.

A group of kids all smile and laugh, enjoying a game of catch as we pass by. The ball lands near us and a small boy runs after it, accidentally running into the king. Everyone stops and watches the king, silently praying that the king won't hurt him.

"Hey watch-" the boy goes pale as he looks up at the king.

The king reaches down and holds out his hand for the boy to take. Knowing the boy can't refuse he takes his hand as his whole body shakes in fear. He pulls him onto his feet and brushes him off, straightening out his clothes and handing him the ball.

I looked at him shocked as he walked over as if nothing happened. The people around us quickly go back to what they were doing before, not wanting to be caught staring at the king.

"You have a soft spot for kids I see," I raise my eyebrow as he walks past.

"I'm not going to punish a child for having fun."

"Y-you're Majesty... w-what are you doing here?" My mother holds us both tightly against her while my father stands in front of us.

"I'm here to tell you that your daughters belong to me now," he looks around the room before turning to look at the four of us, specifically my father.

"You will not take my daughters from us... I'll do anything! Take me instead. I can work for-"

"I'm taking your daughters," the tone in his voice suggests that they should end the argument but my family is stubborn and completely ignored him.

I walk over to him and stand in front of him, drawing his attention to me instead of my family. My mother tries to grab me and pull me back.

"Rhea get away from him. Your Majesty please... I'll do anything," he rolls his eyes and sighs.

"Not this again."

"What do you mean 'not this again'?" I raise my eyebrow as I look up at him, daring to step closer.

"Everyone always says 'no don't take them please' or something along those lines then beg for their children's freedom."

"Well parents don't want to lose their children and you vampires just come and take us against our will," I purposely enunciate vampires and see a muscle in his jaw tick. He wraps one arm around my waist and pulls me roughly against his chest.

"Keep in mind I'm also known for killing the women I take."

"Kill me then. Wouldn't be the first time you tried."

"It would be a waste of sweet blood to kill you now," he lets go of me and folds his arms over his chest.

"That's what I thought," I roll my eyes and go upstairs to pack my things.

Severus POV

I roll my eyes as I watch her walk up the stairs. Her sister smirks as she looks at me.

"Your sister has one hell of an attitude."

"Ya but you like it," she winks and runs up the stairs after her sister.

I clench my jaw and turn to their parents quickly, making them flinch.

"I'll allow the two of you to stay in the castle with your daughters. Due to you having sweet blood I do now want to risk a lower vampire coming after you. You'll be safe in the castle."

"As long as my daughters are safe and I can be with them I will come. Oh and... what is sweet blood?"

"Blood that tastes like heaven to vampires."

"Why do we have it?"

"I have no idea, it's just your genetics," I turn on my heel and walk upstairs.

As I walk down the hall I notice one of the doors is open, glancing inside I notice her laying on her bed holding a stuffed bunny.

I walk over to the bed and lay down behind her, wrapping my arm around her waist. To my surprise she turns and snuggles into my chest.

A small chuckle escapes my throat as her hair tickles my nose and neck. I pull her thigh over my waist and hold her as close as I can, trying to ignore the scent of her blood. I wasn't sure why I was doing this, maybe it was her blood drawing me in. That had to be it.

"You smell good," I looked down at her, shocked.

"Did you just smell me," she nods and slowly wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. "Um...okay. What do I smell like?"

"It's a very nice smelling cologne and then hints of old books. It's a nice vintage smell. I think it fits you well because you're ancient."

"I'm only 34."

"What?! I thought all vampires were super old."

"Nope. I'm probably the youngest. My parents are the ancient ones."

"Well you smell good. Actually you smell amazing," she nuzzles into my neck and takes a deep breath.

I gently turn her onto her back and lay on top of her, resting my elbows next to her head. She looks up and slowly studies my face.

"You're very handsome sir."

"Thank you," she puts her hand on my cheek and I tense up.

"I'll let you touch me only because I'm curious as to what you will do."

"Do you want me to do anything?"

"I'm not sure..." I watch as she glances at my lips then looks back into my eyes.

"Kiss him," her sister leans against the doorframe and we both turn to look at her. "Don't look at me like that. He's hot so kiss him. He's already on top of you."

"Shut up Lilah!" she covers her face in embarrassment, causing me to chuckle.

I cup her cheek and gently stroke my thumb over her cheek bone. She nuzzles into my hand and glances up at me, first to my eyes then to my lips.

I'm caught off guard when she leans up quickly and presses her lips to mine. I hesitantly kiss back before quickly pulling away and getting out of the bed, straightening out my clothes and running my hand through my hair.

"Don't do that again. I let you touch me because I was curious, now never touch me again unless I tell you to," I turn on my heel and quickly walk out before she can say anything.

As soon as I leave her room her sister quickly pulls me into hers and looks at me like she wants to tear my clothes off.

This is not good...

"How much trouble would I get in if I touched you?" she puts her hands on her hips like a child, well technically she is a child, and I have to bite back a laugh.

"Quite a bit of trouble seeing as you're not supposed to touch me at all. Granted I won't do anything because of your blood and your age," I cross my arms over my chest.

"But you can touch me?"

"Yes."

"That's not fair," she pouts.

"Life isn't fair," I pushed past her to see, Rhea I believe her name is, standing just in front of the stairwell with tears in her eyes.

I silently walk over to her and stand just behind her, not wanting to touch her. She tenses up and tears fall down her cheeks.

"W-why... Why let me kiss you if you were just going to pull away? Why lead me on when we were in my bed? Why are you such an asshole?" she shoves me away and runs down the stairs and out of the house.

Are all women like this? I was simply curious and she's the one who broke several laws about touching me and crossing lines. I roll my eyes and walk downstairs and out of the house to find her.