NOVEL NEXT Chapter 213: GUEST
A potion was thrown into a burning flame and the golden-red like fire was immediately turned into blue flames, igniting multiple screams of excitement from the people around. Everyone merried and danced with joy at this change.
It's that time again, the time of hallow, where everyone gathered in small groups in their different special attires or custumes in celebration of the sleeping prince who would one day emerge as the king of the land. This celebration was in form of a festival.
It was usually annual, as they all hoped and prayed that he wakes up early to save them from attacks of predators from the neighbouring villages.
The predators being rogue warewolves and vampires. The rogues are corrupt warewolves or vampires who no longer have a normal sense anymore and have fully transformed into faceless beasts.
The elite people of the society traveled from all six kingdoms of Rainfields to the castle. The dark enormous building that stood tall and distant from the rest of the village. It's been decades since they've seen light emerge from that building unless the days of hallow where only the elite people are aloud to perform their celebration and ritual in there as they were called the pure's.
Only the pure's had such right of performing the hallow effectively.
While the normal people of the kingdom celebrated in small gatherings, most people in their hut alone since they were nothing in the society. Troops of carriages could be seen travelling up the mountain and into the palace in preparation for the coming of the beast.
He has ruled before, he was ruthless, brutal, assertive, heartless...
A cold vampire who derived pleasure in suffering innocent people.
They fought so hard to put him to rest but after seeing what his absence would do to them, they did everything to bring him back in an attempt to tame him in anyway or anyhow they know they could.
A black carriage halted at the entrance of the large dark castle and eight legs stepped out of it. Six to which their heels made clicking sounds on the brick floor and an extra two legs which moved quietly. Their steps where quick, like a Meerkat searching for water in the desert, as they hurried in to join the others.
Different colorful dresses filled the lit hall, the brightest light emerging from the room came from the 14meter crystal chandelier hanging just above everyone. The men were found in their black exquisite suits. They had other colors but decided to use black for this special celebration, they all had to be in their gentlemen's attire. Beneath each colourful mask on their faces were faces of known lords, noble men, and women in the society.
The wealthiest of vampires and human and few uncertain creatures all gathered there. Most people were there for the connections each gatherings brought and others were there to have fun.
A pair of green eyes swooped among the crowd in her dim twilight fog old looking dress, holding a tray of human drinks in her hands. Her slender figure stood at a corner waiting to be called upon, yet trembled with fear of getting killed by the giant vampires in the building.
It's her first time serving in a ball like this one, and from what she's heard, being a serving maid on balls like this was always very risky, especially if the vampires decides to have your blood for the occasion.
It's her first time here so she had to be cautious not to attract the vampires to herself.
"Lady Katherine it's so nice to see you here." A blonde-haired lady said to the browned-haired one. "Thank you, lady Esther." Katherine responded with a smile, her red eyes staring calmly at the woman with normal blue eyes.
The woman named Esther went on to say, "It's wonderful how very supportive you are of your nephew even if you've waited for year's and yet he's not returned."
Katherine smiled at her words. "I've tried my best in convincing them a dead prince is incapable of ruling this kingdom, Jardon on the other hand is still very much alive and the only remaining true blood from our family." Katherine's words were calm and collected. "Oh my dear Katherine do not worry too much, they'll all get tired of waiting and will eventually see the light." Esther responded.
"I hope so."
"Have you heard of the recent killings and attacks in the neighboring village?"
"I heard of it, Jadon is working with the assembly to eradicate all threats..." Both women stopped talking once a familiar red eyes passed. The keeper of the kingdom, A.k.a the prince's right hand man who has been running the affairs of the kingdom for year's, Jeeves.
"Good evening lady Katherine." Jeeves saluted with a slight bow. The bright red eyes of the half human and vampire stared at the blue eyed woman on the left with a modest yet intriguing appearance. "Good evening Jeeves, it's been so long since we last communicated. Probably before your master left, how have things been with you?" Katherine asked politely.
How could he forget that night? Lady Katherine and her family had just left the fortress after their visit to the royal family. Not long after they left, a dreadful event took a turn in the palace that changed their lives forever. Not only had the lady lost her dear husband Robert Pattinson, their beloved Prince had been put to rest that day.
While most people celebrated his death or as most people call it, slumber, some mourned for their dear prince.
Who would believe the same people would want him back after many centuries?
"I'm fine. Enjoy the night." At his words Jeeves bowed slightly before stepping away leaving the women to continue their gossip. That's pretty much what they do these days anyways
Everyone gathered rose to welcome me in. The new bride. Like every other little girl, I imagined getting married on a beach like this, where the reflection of the evening sun would touch my white dress as I stared at the man I love.
We'd make our vows to each other before everyone present. But all of these dreams died with Dalton.
Tonight I was getting married to someone I hate. Someone I would never love in a million years. Someone I would never be with even if he is the last man in the world.
Max had a knowing smile on that lips of his. He looked like the happiest person in the building, while I'm being forced to be his. I've tried to run away, but father was 10 steps ahead of me. He really wants me to be married to this man for business.
My step mother smiled on seeing me match to the alter, it's probably the first time I've seen her smile at me. So did Genevieve, my sweet step sister, the one who initiated this whole idea to save our family.
Since a child mother has always preffered her to me and it's understandable cause she was her daughter and I am the daughter of the first wife. Father had divorced mother for infidelity when I was three and he got married to another woman taking me with him.
At first, my step mum loved me like hers, but when she had her daughter she hated me. She said I bahaved too razz to be a Fallon.
Once I was close to where Max stood I gave my flower to Genevieve to see max stretch his hands towards me but I didn't take it. I rather went ahead to stand before the priest ignoring him completely.
"You look so beautiful." He whispered but I ignored him again.
"We are gathered here in the holy matrimony of our beloved children, Max Gunner and Fraye Fallon." The preist began the ceremony.
"GUNNER!!
A loud deep voice called from behind and everyone turned to see a man in black suit walk in. He had six large men tailing behind him as he walked towards the alter.
He was tall, with broad shoulders and thick black hair. He had a commanding presence, and looked super dangerous.
Murmurs began among the crowd, I could see the dreadful look on everyone's face including my parents and Max Gunner before me. Max was trembling and suddenly a wet stain showed on his brown pants.
Did Max just pee?
"M... Mr Grey." Max called shaking like a child that is caught doing something wrong.
"Where's my money?" The scary man asked now standing before him.
"I... I... I... I." He couldn't form a sentence and a punch landed on his stomach. Max's face contoured and he fell on the floor curling himself like a ball.
"Where the f**k is my money Gunner. I've given you grace for too long." A heavy kick landed at Max's back by one of the hefty men and another grabbed him and raised him up for the other one to Punch him badly.