TWENTY TWO

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What Leon told me had stuck to every part of my pride, that's why I've come to accept the clothes and all the jewelry the Queen has attempted to tie to me. Without a fight I agreed to be set up like the Duchess, that was under a loud bang disturbed the peace. I stepped out of the drawing room and into the main hall where Alex was throwing a temper tantrum, when he saw me is when his anger flustered from his body. He stepped up and into my face, Leon tried to get before me but I blocked his path- he couldn't do anything to the Prince and the first place. "Is there a Lost in the basement of this castle?" He asked me and I was stuck.

"What?" I asked.

He was so completely dissolved in his own anger he was blistering in his fury. "Don't lie to me right now Delia, Crina told me that my mother is holding a Lost in the dungeons." He started with a mission.

I sealed my secret between my lips as I crammed my mouth shut, I was ordered to not say a word. The Queen was my employer, she was the first priority. However, it was easy to be seen that the Prince trusted Crina's word. Instead of giving him a true answer, I just stated. "It's not my place to say." I formed.

My breathing steady as the Prince pointed his finger in my face, Ithe was quick to desire me to bite it off but I had not wanted to taste copper. "Do you know how much danger that puts everyone in? Did you not think about that? How stupid can you be Delia, what about protecting everyone?" He asked me, ridiculing me in front of this court, a stain of his hatred grew around me.

There has been a lot of things I've come to learn about the real Alexandur Vladimir Tepes ever since coming to Vampiric Court. He had no idea how to rule a person, he had no idea how politics worked, and he absolutely hated disobedience. Something he would always get out of me if his attitude continued to lash out at me like this, "It's wasn't my call Alex, don't be angry with me." I commanded but when his lips broke from his fury I noticed his fangs. He needed to maintain control before he lost his mind, "I was told not to tell you anything- it wasn't my choice to keep it a secret. The Queen has made it clear that I'm here to do a job, a part of that job is listening to her orders. So I will do as she asks me." I told him, deja vu filling our bodies as Alex led with his anger.

"You and your jobs. It's like listening to a track twice I guess that side of you never changed." He attested and I fixed my posture, this fucking bastard had to be joking.

After everything I've sacrificed for him- "Excuse me?" My voice cracked under the pressure, Alex slowly hit every part of my heart and simply waited for the glass to crack. He was determined to destroy every part of me and rebuild me back up as he pleased. My breathing wavered as I felt the desire to hit him, but instead I sucked in a breath. "You know what Alex, be pissed. I don't care anymore." I offered and in an attempt to escape as I turned away from him and scouted into the next room.

It was until he yelled so clearly that the entire palace could hear him did I stop in my tracks. "Clearly you never cared to begin with." My heel snapped against the marble ground, my back facing him. I tried to tell myself to be the better person and take the high road but right now all I did was dig Alex's grave.

I quickly turned, storming my way as my voice rose in volume- hoping everyone could hear us. "Are you fucking kidding me? You know why I didn't fight you every time your bloodlust spiked? You know why I came back in the first place? Why I jeopardized my entire life to come back to court? Becoming a traitor to my people and my family- hell bent in protecting you of all people!" My throat burned from the weakness in my rage, Ithe plunged my heart further and further into the depths of my sadness as my heartbreak turned wicked. "Because I love you!" I knew those words would cause the world around me to burn but I knew the audience around us wasn't clueless, people had to have known how we were.

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