You gaze down at the garden, wisfully sighing as you lean against the Bannister of the balcony. Due to nightly visits from a strange vampire, ypu found yourself lacking in the proper ammount of rest you needed.

The wind blew through your hair and the subtle dinner dress you wore after your betrothal dinner with one of the princes your parents wished for you to marry, against your own wishes.

You just knew that you wanted something... more. Something different than to be sold off to another man for the benefit of your own kingdom, with men you knew you wouldnt love.

The sun had just dipped below the horizon, bathing the sky in a pinkish hue when you finally decided to turn away and summon your ladies to help you dress for bed, when you felt the cold icy grip of hands on your shoulders.

"Aren't you a pretty... delicious looking thing." A woman's voice, who you learned a while back was named Zella, purrs in your ear as she uses one of her long fingernails to move your hair away from your neck.

You rip yourself away and turn to face the intruder, finding your gaze meeting the familliar vamires red irises, her lips set in a frown that revealed her fangs.

She rolls her eyes and runs a hand through her dark hair.

"What? You don't seem pleased to see me." She coos.