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Slave to the Vampire King

*Volume 1: Prologue Seventeen years ago, in 1770, Irina's name was whispered in the Kingdom where she lived. They called her barren and women her age would make fun of her as she was unable to bare a child. At the age of twenty five, she felt like the only woman in the Kingdom without a child. Seventeen years of marriage yet there was no child. As Irina walked down the hill, the moon light glowed upon the cursed river. Some of the people say it is cursed and water is poisoned, others say it is blessing. Desperate to end the mockery, Irina seek to find help here. She continued to walk barefoot, her feet bleeding from stepping on rocks and stones. She glanced back to see if anyone was following her. Who would dare follow her to a place like this? Upon reaching the river bank, Irina fell on her knees, wailing and begging for the river to help her. She need a child. After spending an hour there with no answers, she stood up to leave. All hope was lost at this point. There was no way for her. “Irina.” I heard a soft voice from the water. Emerging from the water, was a tall figure. She has long flowing black hair that reached her waist. She was more beautiful than any woman in the Kingdom and Irina was amazed. As she rises out of the water, she sang a melody that could reach the ears of many. It drew the creatures in the river closer to her. Yet beneath that beauty was someone dangerous. “Dear child,” she mumbled. “I heard your wailing from my sleep. Your tears flowed down to my chamber." She fell back on her knees, her eyes burning with tears. She was a siren, the most beautiful creature of the water. “I will bless you with a child,” she promised. Irina's heart flooded with happiness at her words. “But there is one condition.....” .... When Anastasia is sentenced for killing the King, and about to be executed, Prince Cassius appears, promising to punish her himself. He imprisoned her in the tower where he would slowly draw her blood until she meets her demise, condemning her of something fate far worse than being executed. But with time, Cassius found himself falling in love with this traitress whom he think is hiding a dark secret. *Volume 2: After the heated argument between her and her father, Princess Camilla decided to go out to swim in the ocean in her mermaid form. Unfortunately for her, she was captured by pirates who sold her out to a ruthless vampire scientist for merely sixty gold coins. She was forced to be his puppet and latest experiment in the laboratory room. But unbeknownst to Scientist George, two pair of blue eyes have been watching her through the shadows, his own son Malakai, who felt drawn to her, and every time their eyes met, the coldness around his heart melted from the heat of her gaze.

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Chapter 16

Chapter 16

 Anastasia quickly stands up and turns to face Maggie. She leads her to the wardrobe, pulling out a long black cloak. 

"Put this on so the people won't be able to recognize you," she said.

 Anastasia nodded, slipping into the black cloak and putting the hood over her head. She followed Maggie, walking behind her as they descend the stairs. 

As they approach the guards, who are chatting and laughing amongst each other, Anastasia can feel her heart racing with fear. She sees Maggie walk past them and slowly follows her, keeping her head low. Once they were outside, Anastasia breathed out in relief before turning to Maggie.

 "Why didn't they stop us?" Maggie smiles. "I gave them what they wanted, and they allowed us to leave."

"But what if Cassius finds out that I escaped he's going to—"

 "He's not going to find out, and even if he does, I will find a good lie to tell him," Maggie assured.

"So where are we heading?" She asked as they continued walking through the quiet road.

"Just follow me and keep your head low," Maggie instructed.

Anastasia did as she was told and followed Maggie, keeping her head down.

Once they had walked miles away from the castle and tower, Anastasia could breathe a sigh of relief.

She was no longer in the tower, but she was afraid - afraid that Cassius would find her soon.

She didn't know where to start or where to go.

She thought back to her mother, but she was hesitant.

She had vowed never to go back there.

But Anastasia wanted to see her one last time and tell her what a bad person she is.

She wanted to shame her mother, who probably thought she was dead by now.

"I have somewhere you can stay and hide for a few days until the issue about you dies down, and you can leave the Kingdom," Maggie said.

Anastasia didn't know how she should thank Maggie. She had offered her enough help without asking for anything in return.

"But first, I need to see my mother," Anastasia said as they continued walking. She was angry. She wanted to hear from her mother why she had abandoned her like that. But was there enough reason to justify why she left?

When they reached the small cottage house, Anastasia knocked on the door, but it creaked open. She was surprised. Irina never left the door open during the daytime. Why was the door open? Did something happen?

She turned to face Maggie and told her to wait there for her. Maggie nodded, and Anastasia stepped inside the cottage. 

"Mama?" She called out, but received silence in response. She looked around; the house looked empty. The chairs, table, everything was gone. Did something happen?

Then it clicked in Anastasia's head that her mother had left the cottage. She might have been afraid that the Prince and guards would find her here, so she fled. 'Without me,' Anastasia thought.

She never expected more than this before. Her mother had always been like this. Sometimes she would wonder if she was adopted or if that was truly her mother.

Turning around, she left the house to meet Maggie. When Anastasia came out, her face was scrunched together. Maggie didn't know why she was like that, but she was starting to think that something had happened in there that made her like that. She wanted to ask what happened, but she realized that they had wasted too much time on the road. Lucas would be waiting for them, and Maggie wanted to take her to the cabin as Lucas had instructed her.

"We should go," Anastasia said. They continued their journey to the place, and it took them half an hour to reach there. When they arrived, Anastasia couldn't stop looking around, feeling wary of the place. The cabin was located near the woods, with tall trees surrounding it. As soon as Anastasia stepped inside the shelter, she was surprised to see Lucas appear. But he was not alone. He was with another man wearing glasses that sat at the bridge of his nose. She felt uneasiness wash over her, and she turned around to leave when suddenly Lucas grabbed her by the neck.

"Where do you think you are going, little human?" He questioned. She swallowed hard, attempting to fight him off, but he was strong. Then she turned to Maggie, but she was gone. Was this some sort of plan with them? Had Maggie betrayed her to this man? She wanted to scream and shout, but Lucas wrapped a white handkerchief around her nostrils. When she breathed in, she felt her body becoming weak. What was happening to her body? Why was she feeling so weak?

"I am putting my trust in you that this will work," Lucas said. 

"I have a mermaid and a human. I hope it will work out," the man with glasses said. She could hear their voices, but she was feeling so weak and tired. If it weren't for Lucas holding her, she would have fallen down. She struggled until she gave up, leaning against Lucas. Her eyes soon fluttered closed, and she found herself unconscious in his arms.

When Anastasia woke up, she felt an excruciating headache on her head. But that wasn't what bothered her; it was the fact that there were drips on both wrists taking her blood, and she felt very weak. She tried to speak and call out for help, but nothing came out. Her throat was dry, and she was extremely thirsty. What was wrong? Why was she feeling this way? How long had she been in here? She sighed, scanning the room, and that was when her eyes landed on the young girl in a glass tube.