A gust of excitement vibrated through Leonard's body. Finally, he was going to get his hands on this pretty specimen. He had to leave that morning to prepare for the prince's arrival. Her beautiful face and sexy body had clouded his thoughts through out the entire day. He kept seeing her ocean blue eyes everywhere he went. After his work, he was going around the castle, trying to find her, in the process coming across Oryen, whom he truly loved. He portrayed a gentleman-like behaviour before her, as he listened to his love. She told him about a friend of her's, who would like to work as a maid in the castle. She stated that she needed his help to get her through the process, without delay, as he was the head in that department.
Leonard was contemplating on it, when something sparked in his mind. He recalled both women's fingers interlocked back at the checking room, and he questioned if she was the girl the raven haired woman was talking about. To confirm his suspension, he asked.
"Is it that dark skinned girl, with blue eyes?" He watched as Oryen nodded and he was quick to respond. "Yes!"
His sudden exclamation had Oryen frown and he noticed this. "I-I mean, yeah. I would love to help anyone related to you." His response brought a smile on her face, and his heart melted, as the smile highlighted her beauty. He would pursue this woman, till she agree and he will treat her like a queen, he said to himself.
He instructed her where she would bring the girl and he went there immediately, patiently waiting like a hunter who set a trap for a wild beast.
His heart pounced against his chest, as he heard voices from outside. The doorknob twisted and he saw her walk in, with the door closing softly behind her. Her sweet rose-like scent intoxicated his nostrils and he couldn't help but comment.
"Hello, there beautiful." He heard her heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but show his wild side.
Leonard was a vampire, who had just turned few years ago. His was a human before and had no bloodline of vampires. His fangs peaked out and his eyes changed colour. He knew the girl would try to resist, so he will take matters into his own hands, and compel her to stay.
Compulsion is what every vampire possess, whether or not they come from the bloodline of the first generation of vampires. They can compel every other creature, but fellow vampires. The only creatures who have enough power to compel other vampires are those from the bloodline.
Since it was dark, Dydra couldn't see a thing, but she could sense his presence. Her body shuttered in disgust. No! This cannot happen to her! Did Oryen plan this? Was this her doing? She bit her lower lip sharply, causing a cut. Blood rushed out of the cut and the smell of blood, caught the nose of the vampire in the room.
At the other side of the door, Oryen rested on the wall, patiently waiting for her fellow witch. Oryen knew it wasn't simple to be a maid here, as she now knew what that man did to her, when she was first brought to the palace. He compelled her, messing up her mind. She figured all the maids here were given the same treatment, as no one were brought up the topic on the mysterious disappearance of their fellow maids, that happens frequently. She soon figured that the royal family were vampires, and so where some other people working in the castle. She was terrified, vampires drink blood, so what were the chances that maybe, just maybe, a vampire had drink her blood and wiped her memory of it.
Megan ran through the corridors, with sweat trickling down her face. Her heart raced rapidly and she panted heavily. She spotted a fellow maid not too far from her and she went over.
"Hello, there. Have you seen an old woman, with snow-white skin, dark hair and blue eyes?" Her eyes widened, fixed on the maid's face.
The maid nodded her head and pointed in a direction. "Thank you!" Magan shouted, as she went toward the direction. After some more help from other maids she came across, she finally spotted the raven haired woman.
"Oryen! Hey!" She called out to draw the old witch's attention. A frown settling on her face, as her blue eyes went to Megan. What was this child doing here? She questioned inwardly.
"Madam Sandra, needs you in the kitchen, proto!" Megan rested on the cold wall, as she caught her breath. Oryen pressed her lips together and cussed inwardly. She couldn't ignore Madam Sandra's call. Taking a deep breath, she reassured herself that the young witch will be fine, as she was in good hands....little did she know. Oryen went with Megan to find Madam Sandra.
Leonard leapt forward and grabbed Dydra by the arm—his grip firm. Panic set through Dydra's body and she went for the door, but he was quick to pull her away.
"Oryen!" She called out to the name that came to her mind, but when she received no response, she concluded that all of this was planned.
Leonard's heart skipped a beat, when he heard her call out the old witch's name. He was quick to cover her mouth with his palm, as he listened for activities outside the door. When he received none, he breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps she left.
Dydra tried her best to get out of his grip, but he was too strong for her. Tears filled her eyes, as she felt his front body pressed against her back. She was utterly disgusted, just as she was about to let out a scream. She was spun to face him and her ocean blue eyes came into contact with a pair of red eyes. She froze. This wasn't happening again! This was all a dream. Yes, it's her usual nightmare, and anytime soon, she would wake up.
His eyes were fixed on her and he mumbled.
"Don't make a sound. Don't try to run. You will do as I say, like an obedient little girl." He compelled her.
Dydra suddenly felt calmness wash over her body. The tears disappeared and she felt him release her. Her mind screamed at her to bolt, but her body did the opposite. She stood there, like an obedient little girl. What has he done to her!
Suddenly, she felt his breath on her neck, and it followed by a moisted lips touching her skin. His hands reached out to her to chest, and he tripped her top open, exposing her cleavages.
She felt terrified. She felt helpless. Was this how things would turn out for her?