You shared your world with vampires. You were a princess, living in a huge castle. Your parents were killed by vampires. And everyday more then two humans were killed by vampires. If the vampires wanted to, they could rule the world in less then a day, kill everything that moves. But they were toying with you humans, wanting to see you guys suffer. You knew it. You were strangely interested in them, so you have been watching them for your whole life. They were strong, fast, dangerous. You know a lot about Vampires. Your parents were killed by vampires when you were younger. The Vampires ruled the biggest kingdom, and the royal vampire family was one of the strongest kind. The prince was a really really dangerous one.

One night, as you were lying in bed, in your nightgown, you felt like someone was watching you. But you ignored it and decided to go to sleep. In the middle of the night you heard screams echoing through the castle. Cautious, you took a candle with you and walked downstairs, noticing how the screams silenced. The castle was dark, creepy, sending a chill down your spine. As you arrived at the bottom of the stairs, you saw pools of blood everywhere, some of your maids and butlers lying in them. You raised your gaze up and trailed them up a figure standing in the corner. A vampire, his hands, shirt and arms covered in blood. But not any vampire, it was the prince. He grinned at you, taking a step closer to you. You quickly stepped back, reaching out for the nearest object and holding it tightly in your hand. A knife lying somewhere nearby. A deep chuckle echoed through the hall and you saw him tilt his head to the side while stepping closer.

“A knife? Are you flirting with me, princess?“