A Twist of History

Chapter 3: Cara Sorella

The smell of rabid saliva filled my nostrils as a shiver of disgust run through my body, indicating my reality.

Cazzo.

Nothing but rage and disgust overtook my dark soul. The smell of wolves lurking around made my skin crawl. How awful it is to stand in their grounds rather yet, meeting thousands of them.

I question myself, of all great things i did and conquer thousands of battles, why must i get punished this way? Just terrible.

"Breathe Ciara. You're not breathing are you?" Caspian joked.

"You know, it's only a 4 hour ride, but why must you look like you've been on the road for decades? Seriously, stop frowning." He added.

"Quite opposite really, I wished to continue this ride till we make it out of this territory, without giving a damn on how long it'll take."

"Well Sorella, to your dismay, this is where we are headed. Looks like the gods aren't on yourside today."

"Much less on yours dear brother."

The car came to a stop as Vampire Guards surrounded the Kings car, ready to protect their King at all cost.

"The shows about to begin." Caspian smirked as he extended his hand for his sister to hold.

Ciara heaved a sigh as she held his brothers hand "Right. Welcome to hell. Let's get this over with."

-

"Welcome to my humble kingdom, Emperor Lazarus. I most certainly hope the long travel wasn't much of a bother." A tall bulky man approached the pale ones.

"As do we, Your Highness." Emperor Casper greeted as he shook his hand.

"I am pleased to make your acquaintance, Your Majesties." A young man, who resembled the king, greeted the royals.

"Ah, this must be the Crown Prince, such a prize you have here King Theodore." The Empress smiled at the Crown Prince.

"Don't flattter him too much my Empress, I'm afraid it'll get to his head." Queen Dalia joked as she nudge his son who groaned.

"Mom" he mumbled.

"Now, I've heard you came here together with the princes and the princess, your Majesties. Pardon me for asking but, where are the little royals?" The Queen asked.

"Ciara felt a little, well let's say, uneasy. As her older brothers, the Crown Prince felt obliged to amend his sister before putting royal protocol first." 

"Now that's a fine man fit to be king. Ready to set aside protocols for family."

"So, shall we get to business?"

-

"Cazzo Fratello" a girl cussed as she glared at her brother.

"Still out of it I see?" Caspian joked.

"Well if you can see, then don't fucking ask." Ciara glared at her twin brother with her blood shot eyes, ready to pounch on her prey.

"Woah, easy there vampire. Who tangled your hair this time?"

"Ugh, I would pipe that wretched mouth of yours." She grimanced, her voice lacing with vemon as her brother tried to calm her down.

"You know, that's your problem. You take everything so seriously Cara Sorella. And fuck don't even start about your temper. Calm down alright? Jesus."  

"Caspian's right. Thy blood runs that from your veins, runs in ours. Remeber Sorella we are your brothers and it is our duty above all protocols to know whether you are fine or not. And as I can see you're clearly not." Said Cassius as he walked in the room with Castiel and Cyrillus hot on his trail.