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Thunder crackled among midnight coloured clouds, making them look alive as they were lit up. Rain enveloped the ground, threatening the earth with a flood. The lightning illuminated an otherwise dark room..
Upon the floor an intricate drawing laid almost complete. A man on his hands and knees, with a similar red colour upon his hands was finishing it. A wicked grin played on his face, revealing sharpened fangs.
The Vampire Prince. A horrific creature known to terrorise the kingdom. He donned a gorgeous disguise, seducing men and women alike with his sparkling blonde hair and sapphire eyes.. No one knew of his true looks. How could they? They were scared of him.
He gazed upon the drawing with proud eyes, licking the red off his hands. That familiar iron taste filling his mouth. It wasnt pleasant, human blood was the best, but he'd been making do with this.
He reached behind him, a small carcass. Wool as white as snow was stained with blood, he threw the dead lamb into the middle of the drawing. Yeah, this wasnt a draiwng, it was a ritual.
A summoning ritual.
It had taken decades to perfect, finding the most suitable medium, correcting mistakes in the pattern. And finally, it was done.
He began to chant. He had a target for this ritual. Of course he did. As a Prince, he had his wants and desires
A Princess.
The Princess, Rosalyn.
'The prettiest, richest person in all of Roan, heed the blood and come to be, A sacrifice of flesh.'
He was certain this would summon the Princess. Who else would fit such a description? Its not like he was gonna eat her... he was lonely for goodness sake The Prrincess was a strong woman whom he was sure he could get along with!
In the middle of the circle, a slim figure.
The vampire's eyes sparkled.
Pale, unblemished skin, so pure even noble ladies would be jealous
a delicate frame, clearly not used to labour, perhaps a bit underweight
Blood red hair that cascaded down the shoulders....
...Wait a second...
The only thing that resembled the princess was red hair, even then, it was different... the princess had blazing red hair, not bloody.... And she was bigger in terms of muscle... and tanner.. Not to mention the biggest difference...
She was a woman....
This... was a man.
A pretty boy for sure, the vampire had to admit..... but the ritual mustve failed somewhere... he summoned the richest and prettiest, not just prettiest.... Hah. He'd have to wait awhile till he could send him home... goddamnit...
"Hey. You" He wasnt respectful at all, why should he be? This redhaired man had compromised his ritual..
"Im not a 'You'," The man turned around, meeting the vampires eyes. An odd spark flickered across his face as his eyes widened slightly before curving into crescent moons, he smirked. "Oh my! If it isnt the noble Vampire Prince! The terror who has embed fear into his enemies! Ever so benevolent to those he feasts upon! How honoured this humble Cale is to be in your presence!"
The vampire flinched and instinctively took a step back watching the human get up up and dust himself off.
"Hm? My goodness! Your highness is there an issue? " This human was taller than he looked, why was he getting the shivers... Like he brought someone he shouldnt have..
"Indeed.. there is, i was supposed to summon the richest person on the continent.. My apologies.. Ill send you home soon."
"I am the richest though?"
"yes i know it was supposed to be Rosayl- Excuse me?"
"Im the richest."
The vampire truly did not know whether this 'Cale' was being sarky or not... He was getting bad vibes... Because they were just far too similar... The vampire snapped out of his thoughts to the human's mumbles.
'Is this like one of those story books... the bad guy kidnaps the prince and keeps him hostage...'
...What.. No i was simply supposed to summon the princess for a discussion about the kingdom...and to keep me company for a bit...
'hostage.... me?' The human called Cale turned to face the vampire again, his eyes sparkling in a manic way. He approached with confidence in his step. The prince wasnt used to such vigor, most humans, other than the princess would cower and run away.. Why is he coming this way!
Cale thrust his wrists toward the vampire, a wide expectant smile on his face.
"Please lock me up!"
The vampires jaw dropped, what is wrong with him??!!
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Now the pair were sat at a small table, both with teacups.
"I thought youd be drinking blood tea." The redhead sipped his own tea, Lavender, as he demanded requested
"Haaa.. Although i cant eat anything.. i can still drink things.. " They had barely been together an hour and the prince was exhausted. "Like i said, ill send you home as soon as-"
"No. Keep me here."
"....I just- Why on earth do you want to be kept imprisoned..."
"Slacker."
"excuse me?"
"I want to be a slacker. I can do that if im imprisoned."
"..Arent you afraid? Im the Vampire prince, in your words 'the one who embeds fear in the continent'"
Cale paused, tilted his head, then spoke. "Thats all bullshit. All you've done is reside here"
..Just how- ... Lets test him some more.. "i feast on humans to stay alive"
"to stay alive. Its natural. Just like how a tiger hunts a rabbit. Why are you a monster for that?"
The prince was baffled- How could a person be so unbothered.
"I could kill you."
"i prefer to be alive."
The Vampire was at a loss. He couldnt keep this human here.. its dangerous, not for the human, but for the vampires emotional mentality..
"..If its your hunger toward humans you are worried about..." No its not.. The red head placed his teacup down, then slipped one side of his already loose shirt down to his shoulder, revealing his collar bone and neck. "Just dont make me pass out... I dont like pain.."
insane, hes insane. he needs to go. Now.