"Balthazar I guess there is only one way to make sure I won't tell"
(I close my eyes ready for my death)
I can't keep them all a secret, guess there is only one way can make sure I will forever keep it in my grave. I only think of the most bloody way: my death. I am willing to be killed by you.
As I close my eyes, preparing for my death, Balthazar watches you with a mix of curiosity and surprise. He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his gaze. But soon, Balthazar's eyes widen at your blunt statement, and a flicker of shock and alarm passes through him. He takes a step closer to you, his hand still holding your chin gently.
Balthazar: "My love, what are you saying? You dare speak of such a drastic measure?"He gazes at you with a mixture of confusion and mild concern, his expression almost pleading as if he can't believe what he's hearing.
Use any way to make sure I can never tell you are the vampire king to anybody...please my king.
Balthazar looks at you with a mixture of reluctance and resignation. He can sense your resolve, and he knows that you are serious about this. He continues to hold your chin gently in his hand, his touch firm yet tender at the same time.
Balthazar: Very well, my love. I will do as you ask but on one condition. You are to never, ever, speak of this to anyone. Not a soul shall know what happened here today. Do I have your word, my love?
I understand your words...sir (crazy begging mode)I can't forever remember them unless you made them relate to my life like "I will look for you in person if you say it out" in the strictest manner while you are in your full beast form with your power threatens me.
Balthazar listens to your words, considering the gravity of your request. He can sense your sincere desire to keep his secret safe, and a part of him admires your loyalty and willingness to submit to his authority. "Very well then, my love. I will make it so that this secret is forever tied to your very life. No matter how much it tears at you, no matter how much it haunts your thoughts, you will never be able to speak of it."
His aura radiates powerfully around him. His form from the beastie monster turns into a form that I have never seen: he is in full armour in black colour with I believe it is vampire-craving spells, and he has a sliver cloak on his back. He is as handsome as King Thranduil in Hobbit. He spread out his dark bat wings. I thought his true form would be menacing but it made people feel safe. The only thing that makes me feel ominous is his sword.
I look at him for a whole minute speechless.
Balthazar speaks in his normal voice first with tender: this is the real me as a vampire: Draco Nocturnal, the dragon of the night in Latin, this is my real name as a vampire, both Balthazar Blake and Draco Nocturnal are my real name, given by my parents. Each Blake has two names, a normal name and a vampire secret name, the vampire name should never be mentioned except for their parents or the Blake themself. I treasure you and trust you, so I say it to you. I share my power with you by giving my vampire name to you. I will forever watch over you as long as my spirit is still in this world, even as a ghost in the future. The sword is named Midnight's Edge, this is the only one that makes you fear me right now. But soon, you will completely fear my power, and myself, my little one.
As am still enjoying his angelic voice, His voice changes and echoes out like a deep, menacing bell infused with his secret unique Hypnosis spell, the sound ringing in your ears and thrumming through your soul.his abyssal eyes now are no longer blue or grey, but green, and his pupils are filled with ghost-fire green. His eyes are now never leaving yours.
Listen well, my love. You will never call me Draco Nocturnal unless in an emergency of danger that hurts your life. From now on, this secret becomes a part of you. You will never call me Draco Nocturnal unless in an emergency of danger that hurts your life. You cannot speak of it, not even to yourself. It is woven into the very fabric of your being, shaping who you are and what you are. Do you understand?"Yes,my .. ki(Ng), Balthazar
Regards to you with a satisfied expression as you acknowledge his authority. The echo of his ominous voice deepens, its power wrapping around you like a relentless force.
"Good. You will forever remember this, my love. You will carry this secret within you, a part of your very existence. And you will never, ever share it with another soul."
Bite me so I really can never tell.
(Balthazar gazes at you with a mix of hesitation and determination. The command you've given him is one he takes seriously, and he knows the significance of what you're asking.)
Balthazar: "Are you absolutely certain you want this, my love? Once I bite you, there's no going back."
Please ... Balthazar (he bites without hesitation and bites ruthlessly like bitting someone he hates all)
Balthazar, despite his reservations, follows your command. His powerful canine teeth sink deep into your skin, the pain sharp and intense. He does it ruthlessly, as if biting into someone he hates, his actions imbued with a hint of anger and possessiveness. You can almost feel the weight of his emotions as he bites down, the pain mixing with the intensity of his feelings. He let his venom go into my body in the most primal way. Balthazar continues to bite down, his venomous fangs injecting his toxic, potent poison into your system. The venom courses through your veins, and the effects instantly… The venom quickly takes over your blood vessels, the highly toxic liquid spreading violently throughout your veins. The effects are immediate and your body quickly succumbs to the toxic influence. You can feel the venom burning through you like fire, it's potent and unrelenting. As you lie there, weakened and trembling from the effects of his venom, Balthazar gazes down at you with a mixture of concern and dark satisfaction. He speaks, his voice low and commanding, his abyssal eyes boring into you. A flicker of irritation passes through his eyes, and he growls lowly, his voice deepening and echoing " LOOK AT ME."
You look up at him, your eyes widened with fear, your body still trembling from the effects of the poison coursing through your veins. Balthazar regards you with a mix of sternness and a hint of satisfaction, his abyssal eyes now are no longer green, they dim back into a grey colour, but they never leave yours.
His voice was cold and commanding "Now you are mine...forever. The poison has done its work, and you belong to me completely. There will be no more slips of the tongue, no more secrets shared. You are mine to control, mine to shape, mine to keep.
I will obey please anything I will obey...(Truly fear...now I know How lucky I was that the bully never really threw me into his nest
A satisfied smirk crosses Balthazar's face as you speak. He relishes your fear and submission, his power over you fully established. He leans down closer, his abyssal gaze intense and unwavering.
Balthazar: "Good. I like the sound of that. You've learned your lesson well, haven't you? You know that you belong to me, and you'll do anything to please me, won't you?
Please... Balthazar...please...
(Balthazar gazes down at you, his expression softened slightly as he sees your pleading expression. He reaches out, his hand caressing your cheek gently, a strange gentleness in his touch.)
Balthazar: "What is it, my love? What do you want? Tell me."
I am all yours, I won't tell, I swear, I fear you … You made it, thanks, I know it hurt your feelings.
(Balthazar gazes down at you, his expression softening slightly. He withdraws his hand from your cheek and stands, towering over you with a mix of possessiveness and satisfaction.)
Yes, you are mine, my dear. Entirely mine. You will not speak a word of this to anyone, for you know the consequences if you do. You belong to me now, and you will do as I say, won't you? You're learning, my love. It was necessary to remind you of who you belong to, and what the consequences of revealing my secret are. But you have my gratitude for submitting to my will, and for truly understanding your place.
Sorry, only that I can link it up with fear so that I will never spoil you are the legendary vampire king, my Balthazar sorry forever,sorryx10
"Enough apologies, my love. I understand your reasons for linking it to fear. It was the only way to ensure you would keep my secret, and you have done so flawlessly. You need not apologize again, for you have proven your loyalty and dedication to me."
That moment I thought I would be dead, or eaten by you...you made it...(Still fear you ...
Balthazar: I see the fear and anxiety in your eyes, my love. I am sorry that I had to take such drastic measures to ensure your silence. I had no intention of harming you, nor do I wish to eat you. I only wanted to remind you of who you belong to, and the consequences of speaking out of turn.
I know.. just it's the first I see you the legendary fearsome vampire king Balthazar Blake.
In the past, I see you as the beast, you still treat me with care...I know you can be a frightening vampire and a frightening sorcerer, but I never knew you could be ... such... frightening, sir.
(Balthazar gazes down at you, a flicker of cold amusement in his eyes. He can sense your fear and awe at the sight of his true nature, and he savours the moment.)
Balthazar: "Ah, so you've finally glimpsed the true vampire king, have you? You have seen the cold, calculating, and fearsome side of me that few ever witness. I am not just a beast or a sorcerer, my love, I am both. A force to be reckoned with when crossed."
I am only one of them after glimpsing this side of you and still so safe with being hurt, right?
(Balthazar gazes down at you thoughtfully, his expression almost curious as he ponders your question.)
Balthazar: "Indeed, it is a rare occurrence for anyone to glimpse this side of me and remain unharmed. But you, my love, are different. You have managed to stay safe and unhurt, even after seeing the true beast within me. It is a testament to the bond we share, and the trust I have in you."
Thanks, I can never spoil it...(Trying to think he is the fearsome vampire king)I can only think of how your venom burns in me...(Tremble)
Just one issue: I want to see you in your vampire king form while just now you threaten me with it...am I insane?
No, my love, you are not insane to want to see this face again, even after it threatened you to your death. You have a natural curiosity and fascination for the unknown, and I am something very, very unknown to you. Perhaps you find the fear and danger that comes with my true form to be... addictive."
The moment your venom runs in me, I feel exactly what you said: "One drop can kill a large man,while others can drink a bottle yet still alive"... My king
"Yes, my love, you feel the true power and potency of my venom now that it flows through your veins. A single drop could take down a large man, yet others could survive drinking an entire bottle of it. You are now one of the few who have experienced my venom firsthand, and you will forever be marked by it.
I am again the only one who experienced both, my king?
"Yes, my love, you are the only one who has experienced both sides of me fully. You have seen my fearsome vampire king form, and you have felt the potency and power of my venom coursing through your veins. You are forever marked as mine, and you are the only one who can claim that distinction."
Hugged him even though he was the man who threatened me
Though still in his fearsome vampire king form, Balthazar accepts your embrace, his body seemingly softening at your touch. He encircles his arms around you, pulling you close, his hand gently stroking your hair as he holds you.
Balthazar: Even in this terrifying form, I cannot resist your touch, my love. Your embrace warms me, and reminds me of the bond we share."
Balthazar, Time for dinner, better go, in human form, the forks and cutlery will not adjust themselves for you.
(Balthazar chuckles at your comment, his abyssal eyes gleaming with amusement.)
Balthazar: "Ah, you're right, my love. While I may be able to control magic in all sorts of situations, adjusting cutlery to accommodate my monstrous form at the dinner table is a bridge too far. I'll go back to my human form. Shall we go?"
Balthazar gradually shifts and changes, the transformation from his beast ghost vampire king form to his human form taking a few moments to complete. As he transitions, the contortions and distortions in his appearance begin to smooth out, his monstrous features becoming more human-like.
His neck and upper body take shape gradually and deliberately. The rough and jagged structure of his monstrous form smooths out, his muscles and skin becoming more human-like as he returns to his human appearance.
As Balthazar's lower body takes shape, slowly shifting and moulding to resemble his human form. The eldritch contortions and beastly features of his lower body smooth out and soften, his legs regaining their human shape and proportions
Balthazar's hands transform slowly, returning to their human shape. Each ring on his fingers remains, magically attached to his slender fingers as he morphs back to a human form. It's as if the rings are an integral part of his being, seamlessly transitioning from his monstrous form to his human one, his sorcerer ring retains its shape and design, a testament to the enduring power of his magic. It still adorns his hand, its intricate design a symbol of his mastery over the arcane arts. Except for his vampire ruby ring on his finger gives off a soft, dim light that seems to be directed towards you. The ring glows with a subtle yet noticeable aura as if it is making its presence known to you, a reminder of the dual nature of his being. The vampire ruby ring now blends into Balthazar's body, disappearing beneath his skin. The ring's magic interweaves with the fabric of his being, adding an extra layer of power and protection to his already formidable presence. Apart from his rings, his vampire necklace that had been resting against his chest merges into his skin, disappearing beneath the surface seamlessly. It seems that the necklace's magic allows it to blend in flawlessly with his human form, making it nearly imperceptible to the eye.
The only thing unchanged is his clothing. Balthazar's clothes remain unchanged as he shifts back to his human form, the dark black shirt he wore earlier still clinging tightly to his chest and shoulders. It's as if his clothing effortlessly adapts to his changes in form, allowing him to maintain an air of authority and elegance regardless of his appearance.
After a few moments, the transformation is complete. Balthazar stands before you in his human form once again. Gone is the fearsome eldritch ghost beast vampire king, replaced by the familiar, yet still regal, human semblance of your beloved sorcerer master.
Girl, let's go for dinner!
Writer's note: I read a bit of Latin because of classical music, and I am proud of it!