Tweets of Birds, Messages I Heard.

In the end I took a bath while he napped on his bed, still fatigued and sick. I couldn't stop thinking about why he would try to bite me. He's not a vampire, or so I think.

"My princess, would you like to have breakfast?" Moluan asked politely.

 "yes I'm starving" i replied shortly. " That's good to hear dear" he soothingly quoted.

"Oh," I blushed, "I should go to my room to get changed," I quickly replied.

"Do what suits you," he said smiling.

I left his room in a hurry rushing to my room, and quickly getting dressed into a full black outfit. I then rushed downstairs but no one was there. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, do you know where Father and Our King is?" I asked,

"Uh, my Princess, I mean, nevermind, your father and our Highness is in the Royal Garden" the maid stuttered.

"Thank you for your time-" and before I could even finish

"You don't have to be so polite my dear" The prince interrupted, "shall we head to the private dinning Hall?" he asked as he gestured to the left.

The private dining Hall was even more grand than the main one. It was smaller but more decorated and well put together. The maids placed a mouth watering breakfast in front of us. I couldn't stop myself from just digging in.

"Oh my princess, you must be really hungry, oh and also I have prepared you a special drink of blood, just in case you might feel sick" Moluan said,

"Oh thank you Moluan, I felt queasy today" I smiled at him weakly.

As a vampire I need a drink of blood every week so that I don't get sick or pass out. It's harder to live as a vampire than any other supernatural being in my opinion, however that's how I think because I've never been any other supernatural being.

But I wondered why Moluan was acting strangely kind and caring about my vampire needs...maybe it's because we were getting married, I have no idea. But I realise that I don't really know what he is like nor do I really know who he is...?

Today was our last day in the human castle. I had a nice time there although some bad things did happen, it was a pleasant week.

I was laying down on my bed, inhaling the sweet, sugar-like fragrance of flowers in the royal garden. It was a soft and lovely scent that made me feel safe and comfortable.

Today's weather was a bit chilly but it can't stop me from seeing my dear friend. I miss him very much. I tossed around my bed and sprung up to change my gown. Today felt weird. It felt different. Maybe it was just me, but my intuition spoke differently.

After dinner we all got ready and packed our stuff. The butlers and maids lined up in front of the main entrance bowing down in respect as we left the Palace.

The sun was slowly reaching the peak and the moon was slowly rising and casting a blue and red atmosphere.

 The Long trees lined up, about a hundred of them covered in blossoms and emerald green leaves. Spring is my favourite season. under the trees, next to the trunk were spherical bushes and delightful Flowers, all were different species which included: Roses, Japanese anemone, hybrida, lavender, Aconitum (just in case of a supernatural), daisies and lilies.

These were the only ones I could spot and identify, however there were more that looked just as appealing. 

The Carriage was at the gateway at the end of the path made of limestone tiles which were placed perfectly enough to just about see the cracks of placement.

The carriage was made of Gold and marble. It was round and quite big, enough to fit 3 families, and our family was quite busy. 

When we reached the Carriage the butler helped us step into it. The interior was just as exquisite as the exterior. It was quite mind blowing how detailed and well-made it was.

Step-mother and Father sat first, then my older brother, me, and my younger sisters. The carriage was spacious so we could sleep and sit however we wished. The seats were made with fine cotton and silk, good for first class and royals. 

The journey took 3 weeks, considering the fact that we lived in a different world, that you can only cross through a secret portal, or gateway as we call it, but we finally reached it and were on the way to the Deadrae Castle to drop me off. They were heading to Melundiers, where the main Palace was.

I don't mind the fact that I have to live alone in my own castle but it's fine because I get to learn how to rule and order my people.

Deadrae's weather was worse, I felt more terrible, I really feel like something bad is going to happen but I don't know, time will tell us the truth...had set myself on a long journey to Avalon City, to talk to the duchess about the crime. 

The sun was setting and the sky slowly turned a yellow-red, the sun peeped through my window,  looking like a tangerine. My boredom faded away as hours passed doing important business.

Before anything I let out a slight sigh, "I should take a stroll in the garden at least" I thought to myself. I stood up to walk down the sets of stairs but my legs numbed in pain, i think I sat down for too long.

Instead of walking I decided to stretch my wings for a while. The joints on my back bones caved in and black, thick feathered wings bursted out in front of me. It's been a while since I've used these things to fly.

I still remember my first time flying, that nervousness eating at my heart making it pump even faster, that same feeling was what I am feeling right now. Weird, I shouldn't be like this.

I took my long black coat and wrapped it around me, covering my arms and neck, and took a big step back whilst my knee touched the pavement, I leapt in the air and sprung my wings out. With a big jolt of energy I thrusted them forward, pushing me further up in the cold, red sky.

Wind gushed into my face and my castle slowly went out of sight. Only the royal family has strong enough energy to fly, and me being a vampire, I have more power than anyone else.

 My family can only fly for a minute and fall back to the ground; however I can fly for more than 7 hours maximum. I was peering down the land of Deadrae, analysing every step and movement of my people.

They don't see me, but I can clearly see what they were doing. Stealing, kidnapping, selling, buying, gossiping, fighting and so on. When did our peaceful land become so full of Mischief and crime?

After about half an hour later, I realised I had reached the countryside of the city, Melundiers. The important part. And there it was every Lord's castle and Palace lined up, spaced out, decorated and glorious. Draven! his castle was around here, i should go have tea with his family and him.

Today was a nice evening, maybe we could watch the moon rise. We can even gossip about the other villagers and Lords. It's like tweets of birds, but all are messages I heard.