The Blood Servant

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Chapter 8

I had to get out of here. Go home, back to mother and the life I long to have back.

Although living inside the palace sounds like a dream to some people, but not for me. I just wish to return home because that’s the life I know, not here living lavishly in an unfamiliar place. Besides, I need answers. Answers I know my mother has for me.

I do not know what to make of tonight with what I have learned, but what I am certain of is that I cannot stay here any longer. There isn’t any way that I’m staying here forever, not while my mother is out there in the village, living in the freezing cold, slowly starving herself to death. I can’t stay here another night, but the idea of escaping twists my stomach. Not only that, but I do not wish to upset the prince by disobeying him. Alexander has been nothing but kind to me and truth be told, I rather enjoyed his company.

Wait.

“What are you talking about?” I hit the side of my head as I close the double doors behind me.

Enjoyed his company? I scoff to myself. Becoming a blood servant has definitely made me crazy. I mean, what the hell is the matter with me? I despised their kind and everything they stand for. They’re monsters that suck our blood for their benefit and theirs only. And their dead inside and out. They’re not even alive.

Ugh.

I head into the dining room where placed on the lengthy table are different plates of snacks. There’s different kinds of pastries, cakes, sweets, chocolates, crisps, fruits and packets of nuts laid on the table, waiting to be eaten. If I am to leave the palace right now, I’m going to need a lot of energy to make it through the night. It’ll take at least an hour or two to reach the village, but it would take much less if I were on horseback. I cannot waste time searching for one when I can have a head start without one. I must get to to mother tonight. So, with the image of my mother suffering in my head, I grab as many things that can fit inside the pockets of my dress and run towards the front door, but that’s when a voice halts my movements.

“Is someone trying to escape?”

I gasp as I cover my hand over my heart and whirl around to see the last person I expected to see tonight.

Phoenix.

I take a deep breath to steady my beating heart. “Even if I were escaping, what business is that of yours?”

He tilts his head to the side. “Is that a wise thing to do when living under the roof of your master? He is a vampire or have you forgotten that?”

Of course, I haven’t!

But Alexander wouldn’t touch me. He told me so himself.

“What are you doing here?” I rasp.

“I said this wasn’t over, human. I have been waiting for you to be alone since our last time together.”

I look around and wonder where had he come from? Had he been waiting for awhile? I did not see or hear him entering the room. It was as though he appeared out of thin air.

He studies me. “I can see on your face the curiosity of how I got inside the palace.”

All I know about him is that he’s a faerie, but nothing about his abilities.

Although I am curious, I don’t admit it. I look at him instead with disinterest. “I do not care about that, but what I do care about is why you’re here bothering me?”

He comes to stand in front of me and slowly reaches into one of my pockets and pulls out a muffin. “I like bothering you. It amuses me.”

Amuses him?

I am not a toy to be played around with.

I frown. “I thought you didn’t like our kind.”

He shoves the muffin in his mouth, his eyes darken in annoyance. “I don’t. I despise humans.”

Before I can ask him why, he disappears right in front of my eyes. I’m left feeling unnerved by his sudden disappearance when I feel a sharp tug on my arm, pulling me back a few inches. I twirl around, preparing to argue with the person who dared put their hands on me when I’m brought up against a hard chest. I’m taken aback with how close Phoenix’s face is to mine and gasp.

“Did I startle you?”

My jaw locks tightly as I look into Phoenix’s cold, pale eyes. I ignore his question and square my shoulders. “Why do you hate us?”

“Because you’re pathetic and petty, but I especially hate the ones that hit me.” He looks at me from head to toe with an evil glint in his eye.

Terror spurts through me at his words and for the first time, I’m well and truly afraid of the outcome. I had struck him the last time I saw him, but within good reason. I had felt untouchable then because Alexander was with me. Now, that I’m alone with the faerie, what will he do to me?

“If you’re here seeking an apology from me, then you’re wasting your time. You’ll be waiting forever.”

He roughly puts both of my arms behind my back and growls. “You and that mouth of yours is going to get you killed.”

“By you, I assume?”

He half shrugs and runs his nose along my jaw. “Perhaps. After I am done with you.”

I had no doubt that he’d kill me painfully, slowly and intimately. What’s worse is that he wouldn’t even have to lift a finger to do it.

“What do you want from me? Other than ending my life.”

His pulls away and draws his eyebrows sharply together. “Answers.”

I scoff as I try to rip my arms free from his grasp. “What could I possibly know!?”

He tightens his grip. “You tell me.”

I frown, unable to understand what he means. What would a person like me know something that might interest someone like Phoenix? A faerie.

“I have known Alexander for a very long time, and he’s never had a blood servant. Until now. I’m curious as to know the reason why.”

“If you’re that curious, then why don’t you ask him yourself?” I grit out.

“Because he’s a secretive bastard. So, if he’s not going to tell me then you might.”

I refrain myself from rolling my eyes at his slyness. As long as I keep quiet about the reason why Alexander has a blood servant, he won’t know a thing. I won’t give him the satisfaction of giving him what he wants.

I shake my head. “I’m not going to tell you anything. It is not my place.”

He steps forward, forcing me into the wall and lowers his face. I find myself unable to breath or move. “That may be, but if you refuse to tell me what I want to know, then I’ll get it out of you in a way you won’t like.” He presses tightly against me, his hands resting on either side of my head.

“Step away from my human!” A voice barks.

Phoenix does seem at all surprised by Alexander’s sudden appearance nor does he tear his gaze away from me. He instead lifts his finger towards the vampire. “Just a moment.”

I look over to see the prince’s hands fisted at his side with a look of pure anger on his face.

“Release her this instant!’”Alexander demands. “I will not tell you again.”

Phoenix smirks down at me. “Speak before I force it out of you.”

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I’m pushed to the floor with Alexander standing in front of me in a protective stance, with his hand wrapped around Phoenix’s throat. He thrusts the faerie high up in the hair, his feet dangling from the floor. “I warned you.”

The faerie tuts. “Oh, Alexander, you do not scare me. It takes more than an old vampire to have me trembling in fear.”

“I am not old. We are the same age, you imbecile.”

Phoenix lets out a chuckle. “But the years have not been kind to you, my friend.”

Alexander sighs in annoyance and drops the faerie, making him fall on his back like a rag-doll. “Get out.”

“I will after I give this invitation.” Phoenix says as he magically appears next to Alexander.

The prince ignores him and comes towards me, slowly wrapping his hand around my arm, bringing me up to my feet. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

I shake my head. “I am not hurt.”

He lowers his face to mine. “And are you alright?”

I nod once.

Everything about this day had been awful. I just wanted it to be over.

Alexander looks to his side and frowns. “Are you still here?”

Phoenix smoothes out his clothes and reaches for something inside his blend coat. “I have my reasons for coming here, you know.”

The vampire rises a brow. “Other than harassing my human?”

I hug my arms to my chest and step closer to the vampire. As long as Alexander is near, I will not be harmed.

The faerie pulls out a red envelope and hands it to Alexander. “Here.”

Alexander looks at the envelope and recoils. “What is it?”

“An invitation.”

A what?

“An invitation? To what?”

Phoenix gives Alexander a knowing look.

I jolt in surprise when the vampire groans. “Why is she hosting another ball? She had one not only a week ago.”

The faerie shrugs as he puts the red envelope in the prince’s dressing gown pocket. “Obviously she’s missing you.”

Who’s she? Lilith?

Alexander snatches the envelope from the faerie and slams into his chest. “I do not wish to go. Take it.”

“Nope.” Phoenix steps back with his hands in the air, the unopened envelope falling to the ground.

“I’m not going.”Alexander repeats.

“You have to go and you know it. For people like us, appearances are everything.”

Alexander remains silent.

He must know that what Phoenix is saying is in fact right because he sighs.

“I’ll see you tomorrow night.” Phoenix chuckles and vanishes.

As soon as he leaves, I rush forward and pick up the envelope off the ground and hold it out to the prince. “Here.”

He looks at it for a few seconds then gently takes it. “Thank you.”

I smile a small smile. “Why wouldn’t you want to attend a ball? A ball sounds like such fun.”

Alexander shakes his head as he rips open the envelope. “Fun is not the word I would use for such a thing.”

No?

“Why not?” I ask.

He takes the card out of the envelope and rips it up to shreds. “A ball’s just an excuse for royalties to stick their noses in where it doesn’t belong, and when I show up with you, everyone will want to know everything about you.”

Wait..what?

I gasp at his words. “I’m going with you?”

Alexander smirks. “You didn’t think I was going alone, did you?”

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