Four || We are Vampires
Luna finds it difficult to sleep. The only thing that keeps bothering her is her way of escaping the hell she is in. She knows it isn’t going to be easy all she knows is that she has to... to find her mother and to get her answers.
Neither could Lothaire sleep, both his heart and mind keeps wandering off to the mysterious girl who is imprisoned in his castle. His heart pounds heavily every time thought of her clouds his mind.
I sit up when Hale walks into my room, “Sire, the Blazemen’s general said that they couldn’t trace the traveller.” He always knows when I need him.
“Try to talk to the other territories as well. A traveller wouldn’t know much about our world and the territories, I believe he hasn’t gone far.” He nods at me.
“Okay, sire. Are you feeling alright?” He asks.
“Hale.” I call out to which He nods, “Do you think she is telling the truth?”
“If I were you, I wouldn’t be fooled by a traveller’s charm, sire.” Hale cuts me before I can speak by adding, “But if I were in your place I would have given her a chance to explain herself as you did, sire. And as your general of you and of the kingdom, I wouldn’t risk it. But if I were asked to answer personally, I would say I believe she’s telling the truth. She is as confused as we are. A person’s eye never lies, and we have been living for a long time to know it ourselves. My intuitions have never faltered, sire.” He stops and blinks at me. I sincerely hope that he is right.
“Thank you, Hale. You may leave.” I say falling back on my bed. But how did she get into the realm. There’s no way a human can either open the gate or stand the jounces of the journey between realms... Then how is this even possible? My mind starts clouding with different probabilities but one that is not just terrifying but heartbreaking. Are they...? No.
In the morning, I wake up to the sound of the cellar door open. A girl, wearing just as ordinary clothes as the other women who brought me food, enters the dungeon and starts unlocking my cell. She has long almond hair, round face with pitch-black eyes that fits perfectly with her dusky complexion.
“Can I go home?” I bite my lower lip to stop it from trembling. Please say yes.
“I am afraid you cannot. The king has ordered me to get you a change of dress and show you the castle and your part of the chores.” She says handing me a white gown just like the one she is wearing herself and an apron.
“What chores are you talking about?” I ask her in disbelief.
“Let me take you to your room.” The woman smiles at me leading me out of the dungeon, “You are very lucky.” She says giving me a glance and smiles warmly.
“My luck is really helping!” I say satirically trying to subdue my fear of ending up in the dark dungeon again.
“People never really come out alive from the dungeon, especially humans. This shows how lucky you are.” She leads me to a room on the second floor of the castle and at the end of the corridor.
I enter the room inspecting every inch. “How did you get here?” the girl asks. Her eyes are curious as she keeps a keen on me.
“I don’t know, I told the same thing to the king so many times.” I say pacing towards the window. Removing the curtains I frown at the windows that are painted black. “Why the hell are the windows like this? The room is so dark.” It starts to feel like I cannot escape the dark. It is all around.
“We cannot stand the heat, so all the slave quarters are like this. Dark!” She says opening the closet.
“You can’t stand the heat?” I ask quizzically. There’s nothing better than the warm rays of sunlight and why would anyone not like it?
“Yes.” She glances at me. Her features are very soft unlike the others that I have encountered, but just a few inches shorter than me. Her skin radiates and even looks soft with no proof of acnes or pimples that mark as the growing stage of a teenager. None. She doesn’t sound cruel nor does she behave arrogantly.
“And why is that?”
“Because we are vampires.”