The Eye of the Vampire

1: M'lady

Emilio

Beep! Beep! Beep! I slapped my alarm quietly. Today is a day I've been dreading since I was young. Today humans and vampires alike will come to the castle and watch me be crowned King. Everyone in this family would kill for the crown, so my parents so gracefully bestowed the damned thing on me. I could care less about this stupid kingdom. Humans are just flesh bags that we feed off of to survive this wretched world that we live in. I got up out of my bed and got dressed in a red shirt with a black leather jacket with some baggy jeans and some necklaces to add some charm to the look. "EMILIO GET DOWN HERE" I heard my despicable mother scream from the throne room. The palace echo's, so if you scream from the entrance, you could hear it all the way up to the dungeon. Our palace has the dungeon on the top floor instead of the basement. You can hear things inside but not anything coming from the dungeon. I always thought it was a bit weird but, what can you do when your ancestors were killers? "Dude. Mom's gonna kill ya." I was snapped out of my thoughts from my older brother, Samlet, coming out of nowhere. "What have I said about my room Sam?" I ignored his previous statement and went on with my own. He let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes. "Just get downstairs," He said, then walked out. Samlet was the original heir to the crown. Then father watched me grow up and ultimately decided for me to become the heir instead of a child who couldn't even hold a pencil right let alone a sword. I stared outside then turned around to go see what Mother wants.

"Emilio, Darling, You're going to be crown king in a few hours, don't you think that, I don't know,.." I heard Mother start as soon as I got to the throne room. "Maybe you should get engaged sometime soon to a beautiful woman with a good family." She means a rich preppy snobby brat that prefers money and intercorse rather than love and affection. "No. Mother, if I get married or engaged, it's going to be because I love them. Not to boost the family reputation like you did with father." Mother and Father married for convenience, not love as they have led my little sister to believe all these years. Charlotte is going to be devastated when she finds out the truth. Just then, My personal butler came running into the throne room. "Youŕe highnesses, I'm sorry to intrude but, the council wants the coronation to happen as soon as possible." Lincoln informed us while bowing to show respect. Lincoln and his family have been surviving mine as long as we've been in power. Them being the only werewolves that tolerate us vampires. "What does that mean?" Mother asked. Honestly, she's more stupid than a lovesick wolf. "It means that the coordination is happening in thirty minutes." With that Lincoln left the room.

After I gave my speech and all the nitty gritty, everyone started to dance and have champagne and wine. There were a couple wolves here and vampires, but most of them were humans. The smell of blood was suffocating. Blood smelled like something different to every vampire. Vampire's without their mates craved blood twenty-four-seven. On the other hand, vampires with mates only craved small amounts of their mates blood every month. It's very rare that a vampire kills their mate, they mostly turn them before anything. Since I myself do not have a mate, it's taking everything in my power not to rip someone's throat out at this moment. Just then, one of those mutts came up to me. "Nice to see you again 'bud'". I knew exactly who this was, he was the son of the wolves' leader. Me and him were close growing up. We met outside of the kingdom's walls on one of my exploring adventures when I would try to run away. We were best friends until his dad and Father found out what we were up to. Father threatened him while calling him 'bud', so now every time he sees me he makes fun of that time. We're on good terms, I just never liked him. He's more annoying than a vampire with a lover. "Hello Luthur." I responded dryly. Again, I don't like him. "Sooo, king..." He started. Here we go. "How's the royal-" just then, he got cut off by the most beautiful voice i've ever heard in my entire immortal life. "Luther!"

A beautiful woman came up behind him. She wore a beautiful black and silver dress. It was mostly backless and wasn't too low cut in the front. It framed her figure perfectly. She looked like she was sculpted by Freyja herself. She had one brown eye and one green one, along with a lazy eye, but it suited her so well. She was a goddess in the flesh. I need her. Just then, my strong urge to rip someone's throat out disappeared. My senses were flooded by her. "Luther! You can't leave me by myself like that you d-bag!" She whispered-shouted at him. "Mable,..." Luther then motioned towards my way to signal to her that I was there. When she looked at me, she paused and looked me up and down. Then suddenly, she bowed to me and I heard her mutter a soft "My king".

"Please, call me Emilio M'lady."