WAIT A MOMENT, IM BACK TO AGE SEVENTEEN?

"What's their relationship? Why does she keep touching him?" asked Mitchell feeling a little jealous. She hoped that the lady wasn't his wife.

"Why are you questioning me about that?" inquired Layzal as he gulped his wine down his throat.

"I just want to know," muttered Mitchell

"I can't tell you... It's non of your business," said Layzal

"A simple question is what I asked... is she his wife or not," uttered Mitchel with a raised brow and Layzal got angry.

How dare she? How dare she question him and expect him to answer as if he was obliged to.

"I'm acting cool and speaking to you doesn't mean I'm nice," he said with a sinister voice that made Mitchell fear a little.

"What?"

"I'm dangerous, Milady. I'm a beast that you can't control, you can't ask me to do stuff and expect me to oblige... fear me," Layzal mumbled with a growl.

"Layzal."

He heard his name been called by his Master and he stood up instantly. "My Lord," he said.

"Leave her," muttered Lord Kinczkillers and Layzal nodded before he sat back. He looked at Mitchell and smiled at her.

"I'm sorry for how I reacted," said Layzal and Mitchell shook her head before pointing a finger at him.

"Y -you are a psy - p - psychopath? Or you've got bipolar disorder?" Her eyes widen in shook, she should stay away from him. She can't afford to say a word that would seem harmless to her but to him, it was terror...

"Calm your shit, Human," mumbled Layzal. "For your question earlier, she isn't his wife. She's his frenemy. I quite don't understand why I'm telling you this, but anyways..."

At the table where Lord Kinczkillers sat, Princess of Valm kept talking to him as she rubbed his body.

"Amelia, if I were you, I'd stop that," he adviced her.

"My Lord, don't be like this," spoke Amelia but she got no reply from Lord Kinczkillers. Lord Kinczkillers got to his feet before walking out.

One thing Lord Kinczkillers avoids the most is war. He can't afford to break Lady Amelia's fingers as it would resolve to war. He has to protect Alaska, be with her in a peaceful world and not the kind where humans, Vampires and other beings would fight.

The chances of Vampires winning the war could be high but interference of the witches would never make it possible.

Manipulation, was what the witches were good at doing.

Lady Amelia, Princess of Valm Kingdom. A witch in disguise. She thought she could hide her identity, but wise fellow like Lord Kinczkillers won't ever be deceived.

"Where are we going to?" inquired Mitchell. They had left the previous spot and were walking to another direction on foot. It seemed they weren't leaving here.

"Inn," said Layzal. Nobody told him the Princess of Ashland could be a talkative.

"My Lord," said a guard as he ran past Layzal and Mitchell.

He stopped beside Lord Kinczkillers who raised a brow at him. "My Lord, Milady was spotted at the market Square," delivered the guard.

"Shit," uttered Lord Kinczkillers before he walked away

"Layzal, lead them to the inn," said Lord Kinczkillers before leaving.

"Who's Milady?" asked Mitchell while whispering.

"You shouldn't bother whispering, they all can hear you," uttered Layzal and Mitchell gave an awkward smile.

"Okay, but who's she?" Mitchell asked again

"His wife," replied Layzal and Mitchell felt the world collapse on her. She calmed her shit and spoke to herself, 'Why are you surprised? You knew he was married'

"Is she pretty?" asked Mitchell

"She is."

"Ohh... Your lord asked why I was following him, I can't remember me following him at all," said Mitchell. She racked her brain and wondered if she had ever stalked him in her previous life.

"You are lucky that you are of noble birth, else..." trailed Layzal

"Noble birth? Your Lord called me Princess Mitchell earlier but I didn't think much into it... Now you are saying I'm of noble birth? You gats to be kidding me," uttered Mitchell with a dry laugh as they headed to the inn.

The inn was quite a distance from their earlier spot. It was a secluded Inn, gifted to Lord Kinczkillers by Lady Amelia. She gifted him the ownership of the inn and since then, whenever they passed through this kingdom, this was their resting spot.

"Don't tell me you forget who you are?" shrieked Layzal, making his fellow Vampires stare at him.

They had ignored him speaking to the Human as he was the only friendly person among them all, but sometimes, one would need to stay away from him.

"You jest me," uttered Mitchell as she laughed.

"Introduce yourself," said Layzal.

They got into the inn and were lead to their seats. Only Layzal and Mitchell sat on one as the others stayed away from their discussion, probably because they were disturbing.

Even at a far distance, they could still hear the both of them talking, so giving distance wasn't quite necessary.

"I should introduce myself?" asked Mitchell and Layzal nodded.

"Why?" she asked

"I'm trying to confirm something," replied Layzal

"Okay," said Mitchell.

"I'm Mitchell Anderson, a twenty - five years old Author," mumbled Mitchell and Layzal placed his hands on his head.

"You need care, Lady Mitchell," he said

"Why?"

"You just called yourself a twenty - five years old Author. My goodness, I shouldn't have screamed at you... You are probably suffering from Amnesia," stated Layzal.

"What?"

"Princess, you are Seventeen, a lazy brat," said Layzal. It felt like a bomb when Mitchell heard him.

Her heart raced causing the Vampires to turn into her direction.

"Calm down, your heart is racing," uttered Layzal.

"Wait a moment, I'm back to age seventeen?" asked Mitchell to herself.

She gasped for breath and hit her chest with her hand. Layzal panicked.

He stood from his chair which was opposite Mitchell and rushed to her side.

"What is wrong with you?" he asked shakily. She is their most priced possession, nothing must happen to her, or else Lord Kinczkillers would...