The Vampire King's Destined Queen

iii- Until We Meet Again

Chapter Three

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The moon was at its brightest, shining through his platinum dark hair and bright gold with a touch of fiery red pupils that particularly suited his snowy pale white skin, when he woke up. The dark starry skies complimented the glowing sphere which illuminated the whole manor and the guy inside the room opened his eyes, roaming his gaze around.

'It must be dawn already.'

He had a suspicion that he was in a foreign terrain but as he paid attention to his surrounding, he became quite certain.

'How did I get here?' He squinted his eyes as he tried to remember the encounter he had beforehand.

He had fuzzy recollection of the scenario. He was wandering the streets late at night, reminiscing about Maria, then bumping into a tiny furry rabbit and almost sucking the fluffy rabbit dry. Lastly, fainting in an effeminate way.

The petite woman had been troubled to carry a big bad wall--wolf.

Right. That somebody he collided with must have brought him home with her.

He muttered a curse, walking down the memory lane surely stirred him up completely. He tried to calm his body as he attempts to search for the little white rabbit with his echolocation--a prowess of his that enables him to detect any living beings or objects by means of collecting sound waves released by the target.

She must be exhausted by now, since when he met her, she was already panting heavily as if she had run away from prison.

There, she's sleeping unguarded in her own bed. He located her whereabouts on the mansion next to the place where he's staying at.

The gentleman who was picked up by Marionette was stuck to yesterday's memory and was not aware that he has been asleep, resting in her territory for a week.

The person, already regained his strength, brushing his fingers to his disheveled bed hair. He has a hunch that his eyes had turned the mixture of rich golden eyes and fiery red to its extreme-- which only happens when he sucked blood of a human being-- that had never happened century after century. He intended to stop relying on any mortal blood. However, he'd only be fooling himself if he won't admit it as the traces show themselves.

When was the last time he sucked a mortal blood?

'Ah, right. When my precious Maria was still alive'

And every time he did, his senses would sharpen, his abilities would transform to its full length, awakening his stronger side.

He got up from lying on the bed, his night vision activated as he scanned through the dark room. His bare feet touched the cold floor while his gaze traveled to his own body and realized whoever that brought him there had already changed him to a set of new and clean clothes. He stood there motionless for a moment, recollections of what had happened yesterday flashing through his mind.

"What a vivid dream, she felt so warm and real under my icy palms."

It was Maria, his past lover's death anniversary yesterday. She died with their unborn child and until this very day, his guilt would come haunt him every now and then. And it seems that it took a toll on him, because along with Maria's death was the sworn promise that he had buried deep within himself, to never be enticed with a human blood.

Maria was his kryptonite, the perfect human he had loved and promised eternity with his life. Yet unfortunately, she left before he could even fulfill a lifetime with her.

He married her and her blood became his lifeline. It was, already five generations past that love however. He cannot find it within himself to find another and offer the love that was taken away from Maria. That and a taste of mortal blood.

"I must have been hallucinating because of the gush of emotions from missing Maria."

It was crazy for him to think about Maria coming back to life just as he lost consciousness. What's more is, he needs to figure out how to leave from this place. Thankful for his savior, yet his guard is up to any known enemies that could be lingering around, waiting to attack him when he's on his most vulnerable state.

Without wasting anymore time, he calculated how he would break out or leave the vicinity discreetly.

AT THE CRACK OF DAWN Marionette strangely woke up to the sound of a gushing wind in her glass window that as she looked at were left open, enabling the wind to blow freely to her room. She pulled the quilt to cover her whole body, restraining herself from feeling chilly.

Oddly though as she closed her eyes to sink deep into sleep that was abruptly halted in a surprising manner, her tired eyes flew open whilst she could hear the loud pounding of her heart.

A foreboding feeling is telling her there's something going on. An inkling that something wasn’t right. Her eyebrows furrowed instantly, then she climbed down her bed in a hurry. A seeping pain in her neck suddenly stopped her from moving. Discerning where the wound might be, her eyes were brought to her exposed neck from the reclining of her night gown. There, came into her view a huge bruised part of her skin that took her back upon the events which happened a week ago.

A Vampire's Bite.

That's what the mark entails.

In a city and this modern day, she thought vampires only existed in myths, she didn't believe they truly live along with humans and Marionette herself came face to face with one.

She grazed a soft touch to the wound and pulled away.

"It stings!"

She had already applied medication over it but it was still painful, an indication to remind her it was there, that it did happened in reality.

Following her strange intuition, Marionette made her way to the maid and butler's humble home, with the intent to check on their patient. The sun hasn't set yet and that made the surroundings still wrapped in darkness and the wind was blowing rather strongly, making her long straight hair get blown away to the rhythm it moved, her night gown swaying along.

However, as Marionette got closer to the couple's bungalow house, the pounding in her chest was almost deafening. Alas, she harshly opened the door at the entryway yet her movement was still graceful. Her gorgeous face painted with discomfort when she finally stopped in front of the room, where butler Cain took the stranger to recuperate.

Her trembling hands grabbed the doorknob and carefully rotated it, with the thought that if she got everything wrong, she will disturb a sleeping person, and when she successfully opened the door, she knew her intuition would never fail her. But this time, it disappointed her because she found no one there.

"Where is he?"

Marionette's footsteps were heavy when she circled her gaze around the room and ran urgently outside of the house.

The sun then started to show, bringing light down below. Marionette's alluring eyes looked around, wavering.

"He’s... gone?"

The stranger... The vampire, had already left without her having any chance to utter a word nor converse with him. Her curiosity to his kind was prevalent, and she wasn't even able to exchange introductions with him. If her memory serves her correctly, the stranger's face... is definitely her type.

The crazy thought made the stunning maiden's face blush.

At the age of eighteen, Marionette felt her heartbeat speeding up than normal.

Her fuzzy memory and weakened state that day, didn't help her realized how utterly handsome the stranger was. But with the spec of a single glance at his face before she lost consciousness, his empty yellow pair of orbs were the most remarkable. It imprinted an impression on her young and delicate heart.

"My lovely, Marionette. What brought you out in the cold this early in the day? The sun is yet to set." A tender voice called her name and Marionette turned to see for herself who it was. Nana Rasha seemed to have been awoken by the minimal noise she created.

Although Marionette was always glad with the sight of the gentlest woman to ever care for her, at the moment, she couldn't bring herself to show her a smile.

Rasha's eyes trailed around on their young miss's appearance and let out a shock gasped upon noticing some things in her.

"Careless young lady, you're still on your night gown and you're barefooted!"

Marionette's gaze traveled to her own body and she bit her lower lips. She forgot to have worn something on her feet and mindlessly went out in her night wear. She then smiled forcibly to calm the middle-aged woman.

"It was a trend you would not be able to follow, Nana Rasha." A sly answer came out of her mouth which earned her a long sigh from the maid.

Rasha was about to refute at their young miss. However, a panting and running butler Cain had caught their attention.

"The boy...! The poor boy was nowhere to be found!"

A startled pause reigned between the two women, as they took in the butler's intervention. Before either of the couple could speak, Marionette yanked on Rasha's arms, dragging her as she walked. When they were exactly in front of butler Cain, she did the same, the couple exchanged knowing glances with each other.

"Let's treat this as if it never happened and do not let a single word to get out."

As if understanding what the young Miss's underlying meaning in her sentence was, the two accomplices released two different sound of sighs.

After a moment of silence, Rasha spoke.

"What breakfast do you want me to serve you, young miss?"

Rasha diverted the subject, knowing that Marionette preferably sought for an understanding.

When Marionette got the answer she wanted, she proceeded to walk towards the bungalow house. Hand in hand, with Nana Rasha on her right and butler Cain on her left, as if they were one true family instead of belonging to the Valentines. The most powerful, wealthiest and influential family that live in the day.

With one step left from entering the house, Marionette oddly had the urge to look back without a particularly designated place to look at, but she gave into that urge. When she turned her head, her gaze fell into the direction of the bushes, peeping in the tall grass were bright, fiery red eyes.

She couldn't help but smile, recognizing the enticement and muttered, purposely making the movement of her lips bigger for those eyes to read.

"Until we meet again someday."

A huge smile stretched across her face when the eyes she had been staring at flashed with an unreadable emotion. They flickered, which she caught before turning away from him.