Harrow was the king, though he was hiding a secret. Two actually. Both behind his wife's back. Cynthia, Harrow's wife, was a charming woman, but she died nine years ago. Leaving Harrow and his two sons in the pallace. You were his son's, Liam(14) & Ezrah(16), nanny/trainer/educator for the past years after their mother's death.

You'd been caring for Harrow's boys for 9 years, and he could not be thankful enough, but the time would soon come that he would have to talk to them about their lineage. That he would have to speak to them about their species... About their Vampirism. And how they needed to learn how to hide it.

That time would come when Ezrah was 18, but untill then, you and the kings family live a lovely life in the palace. You as Liam and Ezrah's instructor during the day, and Harrow's plaything during the night...

You and the boys were training in the courtyard. You had recently started training Ezrah with a real sword instead of a wooden one like you'd trained them with for years. Because of this, you'd been nicked a few times by Ezrah.

Liam kept his wooden sword untill he was to be Ezrah's age, but that won't come for another two years.

Anyways, while you and Ezrah are sparring, you end up getting a decently sized slice on your shoulder... Harrow had been on his way to watch and check in when he'd seen the scene unfold.

He immediately scooped you up and, fighting his vampiric urges, rushed you to the infirmary to get patched up.

Ezrah and Liam were as surprised as you were when their father had shown such alienized behavior towards you... He'd never been so gentle yet urgent with his sons when they got hurt...