Whispering Weapon 💋🔪

CHAPTER 2.

CASSANDRA'S POV:
„Come my dear, see this land?“ my father came close, held me around my freezing shoulders and pointed to an unknown hill, under the moonlight.
„It's going to be ours, ONLY OURS!“ he laughed, almost maniacally.
„Yeah!” I laughed too.
„And the best part is ~ you'll also be the star of this masterplan...don't worry, Cassie, you won't do the hunting. “ my father lent down his arm and scratched his head. Suddenly, his voice escalated.
„We have a few volunteers from the downtown that came to help us in the hunting, “ he smirked, pure evil.
„Really? That's great...soo..that means we'll do more of the hunting ~ and get more of the money in!” we said the last phrase at the same time. I smiled.
„Oh how I disgust those evil monsters, ruining our families and town. 24℅ loss of children, CHILDREN!“ I yelled out a bit too loud so my father shushed my mouth.
„Children have the sweetest blood” he frowned his facial features and turned them into a smirk.
„Atleast we'll be finally rich, how we wanted, for so long!“ he bumped into me and I bumped back. This was a very evil plan we were making ~ but I secretly loved it. I wouldn't recall myself as an evil person fully. Really, it's only my heart. To the outside of an eye, I'm as soft as a fluffy lamb ~ wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, soft chin, long lashes ~ a girl made for you.
                                    ~
I stumbled upon my father's words. I was happy we'd finally steal and hunt the souls, be rich and earn the respect that we longed for a quite of a time ~ and maybe i'd even have enough money to buy that pretty dress I saw in the antique shop! But...that isn't everything...right?? There must be something more in this flat world...

I was sitting, daydreaming on the corner of a tree. It was big, and comfortable to just lay on and think.

Think about the world.

Do I think it's wrong what we're doing? I mean ~ the Vampires did a lot of harm to us but...
Somebody suddenly interrupted my blissful daydreaming.
„You. You're Charles Helsing's daughter?” he said. I wiggled my eyes just to see a young man ~ probably my age ~ staring wide at me.
„Uh oh? What?“ I got up, shooking my head, still weirded out by the sound of his voice. It was to deep for his face. By his torn, ruined clothes I could see that he wasn't just any boy I see at the town's market. He'd have a tie. I smiled charmingly, knowing he'd be a richer cast than me.
„I'm Felix and I'm a volunteer hunter. Your ehm..your father is calling you.“ he'd say as I stood up.
„We're fully prepared for the hunt. Now your father wants to discuss ehm...some things with you. He's around the corner, near by the small cottage.“ by his way of speaking, I could see that he'd be...shy? Not a typical behavior of people of cast three and upper.
„Alrighty, thank you, for the information.“ I politely chuckled as I hopped back to my father, still gazed out of my tree dreams.

„Yes father? F-felix said the other volunteers heard from you want to see me. “ I said and my father gave me an 'ah, I remember' kind of look.
„You see ~ as I told you you were going to be the star, the cherry on top of the plan later back then, I meant it.“
„Mhm. And?“ I was impatiently waiting for other answers.
„While we're going hunting around the Vampire Palace, you will be in the palace. It's the royalty blood ball today, so you, my dear, you will be pretending to be a charming, flirty and mostly evil Vampire princess from another Vampire kingdom ~ Vespera Bloodlove, the royalty pair's interest for their beloved son ~ all the way in France. ”
„Hm, sounds too easy!“
„As I was watching them every night, studying about the Vampires, and their kingdoms, I found out that the 'perfect' royalty pair, King Blackwell and Queen Yven have an oldest son. Prince Quinn. You'll be annoying that spoiled royalty brat until we give you a sign that we're finished with 'em. “  my father stated. I don't know when he was done talking, it was like his speciality.
„Our biggest goal is King Blackwell, be prepared to hear trumpets.“ he crossed his arms together so he could take out a bow. Archery was kind of our family thing.
„We have had a lots of various fights before, but that was just a pre-game. Now, they don't know what we're actually planning.“ he'd pick up the bow and shoot a sharp, wooden carved bullet into a tree ~ and didn't miss.
                                     ~
I was set out to go to our hunting journey. I had a black and red eye contacts on, lots of Gothic make-up, a black tiara and a black and red heart shaped dress and fake fangs. I looked pretty...almost identically to   Vespera on that torn picture, pinned on the beige wall by a small, almost invisible red pin, tied by a red string like in those detective movies, that my father set out.
With these words in my head I kept looking in a small, holdable mirror.
I was right now just entering the castle, before my father, almost invisible as being dressed in that camouflage suit, stopped me.
„Hey, Cass, I just wanna let you know, ~ don't mess this up. I believe you.
...
Oh, and remember, Vespera Bloodlove!“
he held my cheek and I pushed his hand away.
„Beware, you're playing with the Princess. “ I chuckled and held his hand, maybe for the last time as I entered the palace.
„Oof. Vespera Bloodlove, charming, flirtatous, evil, vampire western Princess.” I repeated to myself occasionally, incase I forget.

If I messed this role up, it may cost my life.