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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 ~

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A beloved? - III

The hallways, awfully familiar, were empty. Even though I was not familiar with the north I knew that the hallways were never empty. One or two servants were always seen. 

But there was one thing that shocked me the most , which is why I stopped at the sight of two people carving something out of the wall. 

It was the symbol of the royal family of Astria and it was being called out by two men. 

What was happening? 

"Move forward and see," I heard Tristan from behind me, "move forward and see for yourself." 

I did as told. 

I ran forward. I closed my skirts in my hands raised them a bit higher and ran out of the hallway to where I could see from the balcony the entire palace . . Of Astria. 

"we. . ." I matar as my eyes talk in every familiar detail of the palace but this time without the crest of the family. "How?" 

I could feel him stand behind me. My skin warmed knowing that he was close enough to touch me but he did not.