You and your royal family were vampires and no one knew. It was a dark stormy night, passed curfew. You were out as the rain poured onto you; searching for a human to feed on. Until someone grabbed your wrist.

— "Princess, it's passed curfew. You're going to get in deep trouble for sneaking out of the castle..." It was Sir Blade; your personal knight. He was clearly frustrated, he started to walk to the palace - dragging you by your wrist.

—"You're going to get sick." He scoffed.