Chapter 6.

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That is the last thing I remember before everything went dark.

Fuck, am I dead? Seriously? I find out Agnes is my mate and I fucking die?! This is bullshit!

'Calm down, my child. You are not dead.' A beautiful feminine voice tells me.

Looking around to try to see who is talking to me, a melody of harmonious laughter reaches my ears.

'You won't see me, this time, my child. I am pleased with your pairing. Agnes reacted the same way.' The voice explains.

'Who are you? Why did you see Agnes?' I question.

'It is I, Malcolm, your goddess and creator, Lilith. I saw Agnes for the same reason I am seeing you now, to deliver you an important message:

First part complete, she must find Selene's two.
Wait till she finds them, alone she must do.
Mark her, then she will be true.
Keep on course, still have to prove.

Now. It's time to wake up, Malcolm. Open your eyes.' I hear Lilith say as her voice trails away.

Agnes' P.O.V.

I tried to drag out my shower as long as I could because sex with strangers is something I do not want to do. I don't feel like it is wrong if I sleep with them, I just don't want to.

But I have to. I have a duty to my family and a duty to my Kingdom.

I put on a silk robe when I finally decide to stop stalling. Taking a deep breath, I open the door and re-enter the bedroom.

Looking over at the bed, Xave is gone. The sheets have been changed and there it lay, neatly made. Right as I'm about to panic, I hear my father.

'He has been cleansed, checked by the doctor, and moved to the master suite. Now, it's on to your suitors, sweetheart. I know you don't want to but you can do this.' My father smiles at me as he leads me to the room I told Rocco.

Walking down the hall, I see Rocco standing outside the door. He opens the door, without a word, and steps aside so I can enter.

The door closes behind me and I notice a man looking out the window. When he hears the door close, he turns to me and smiles.

'Terrance?!' I ask.

Nodding his head. 'Yes, Your Highness, it is me.'

Smiling to myself, I feel relieved but only for a moment as I remember that he most likely will die.

Terrance is a vampire, someone I have known for as long as I can remember. We grew up together and have been friends for a long time.

Running over to Terrance, I hug him and melt into his embrace. 'I'm so happy to see you.' I tell him. Looking into his eyes, I can't stop myself from capturing his lips.

I immediately begin to rip off his clothing as he kisses me back. He reaches out and slips the robe off my shoulders.

Pulling him over to the side of the bed, I get down on my knees and put his cock in my mouth. Terrance groans.

'Fuck, Your Highness. You are so fucking hot. I can't believe I finally get to sleep with you. Goddamn, you give better head than my last mate. Fuck.' He moans and grabs my hair tightly in his hand. I moan around his cock and then notice he is really getting into it.

There are no written rules when it comes to proposing to a Royal. However, there are a few spoken guidelines that Royals follow and have passed along through the generations.

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