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The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate

"You are not human, like us, are you?" The words left my mouth in whispers as my eyes glanced around eyeing the destruction caused by the two men. Two men who had effectively taken out Twenty guards. All heavily armed and trained. But now, not even one old get up. "What gave that away?" My companion, who I had feelings for, mocked. "Perhaps the strength we displayed caused her to see reality," in the blink of an eye, he was in front of me making me stumble back in fear. "Is that not true, Princess?" I looked to the man who was silent and ever watchful. "Why? Why were you not true?" I loved him, only him I let myself feel for. He glanced around and spotted Diwal, my trusted advisor. "No one is true in nature here," he pointed to my advisor, "Not even him." Unwanted tears came to my eyes as I glanced around me. I could die tonight and it would all be in their hands. "Don't worry, your highness, it's just the time for it to come to light." My advisor smiled and so did the other two men. •••• A gentle yet cold bastard prince. The bulky, muscular King to be. And a Princess. ~ slow burn ~

Inara_Me · Fantaisie
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Her again - III

Everyone has that one friend growing up. It might be a younger sister or an elder one but there was someone who was always close to the heart and knew what was happening in their lives every moment.

Mine was Marilyn. 

I had received her by standing on my door excitedly. I was jumping back and forth to receive someone who was going to be there for me forever. Estelle and mother were always busy in one thing or the other and Catherine was too small to talk or play with me.

But when she died I felt like she had taken a part of me with her. I was heartbroken at the loss of her. She was there when I mourned for the death of my mother and then within a night she was taken away from me to help me escape. 

"Please," I begged him again as a tear dropped on my cheek, "Tristan I need to know if she is Marilyn or not."