Whispering Weapon 💋🔪

CHAPTER 3.

CASSANDRA'S POV:
I entred the castle in a hurry. What if they know I'm human?
Oh no. What if they can read minds???
I tried to keep as calm as possible. I always kept a polite, soft, timid resting face on myself but this time, it wasn't buying.
I swooshed around the people next to me. I couldn't risk somebody unravelling my true self, so I stuffed loads of garlic plates in the small, inside pockets of my dress, just in case, you know.
„Vesperia Bloodlove! So pleased to see your Highness.“ I looked around as I heard 'my name'. There was an enormously tall, black bearded man almost standing on me. That must be Blackwell.
I bowed down and so did he. Woah, so this is the life of a first cast?
„I'm pleased too.” I hopefully ended our conversation with a short reply, but the King wasn't succumbing.
„Hold on a second, please, do you fancy?“ he said as he pulled a huge plate of some red juice drinks.
„Uh, no no, thanks, I'm good.“ I nodded my head as a struct no.
„Quinn, Quinn, come here for a second, I want you to meet someone“ he called somebody off the ballroom whispered the last sentence. To me, he didn't seem that dangerous as father was blabboting about him twenty-four-seven. But like I said before with me as an example, there's more to truth than meets the eye.
I turned around again just to see a boy.
I almost lost my breath. His eyes, they were so dark but yet there was so many light to light a whole room. 
He checked me out and put his tongue under his teeth, leaving a tsk tsk tsk sound.
„I want you to meet Quinn. He is my oldest son, ready to be my follower on the throne right??“ he bumped into Quinn just like my father did to me. Suddenly I sighed, not too loud. I wasn't sure what to do when I was completely distanced away from my father.
„Hi.“ 'Quinn' said, showing me a slight of a smile. His voice was trembling, but it was hot.
„Hi.“ I answered back to him, in a strong, French accent. this is probably what Vampires do, right? Suddenly Blackwell cleared his throat with a cough and began to talk, still facing me disturbingly.
„Me and your parents, Tephita Bloodlove and Hugo Bloodlove, also the Queen, we uhm, we discussed some things around your marriage.“ the King said seriously, without blinking an eye. I looked at Quinn.
„Marriage??“ we both yelled out at the same time. My father didn't tell me about this! I mean ~ it was kind of obvious.
„Yes, yes, my son, marriage. That's the first place why we invited Vespera?!?“ he said as he laughed, and the walls echoed. He'd scare me off. Maybe he was a bit scary after all.
„I told you I don't want to marry right now, father. I have other priorities! “ he whispered, and suddenly yelled out the last sentence.
„Son, don't embarass me in front of the Lady. And especially if her parents are rich. “ he whispered and looked like he was going to peck a huge slap on the guy's cheek.
„Uhm, I think we should go dance, right? The ballroom looks empty without us on the stage, right?“ I played the role well. I was proud of myself. And maybe I was enjoying it a little bit...
We set off from the first room to the ballroom. There were a lot of Vampires, dancing wildly. It looked like some weird,  monster type of a Gothic slow. I don't know how to dance a Gothic slow??
Suddenly, Quinn stepped to me and held my arm from the back. I froze.
„Shall we dance?“ he said, still not smiling enough. He looked...blank, but still I'd say:
„It'll be my pleasure, your Highness.“
I stepped to the stage with him and I don't know why, I was shaking.
Hahahah, probably of the climate..
No kidding, it smelled like a corpse died in here.

Which probably did.

Quinn held me by my waist ~ or more like by my tight corset ~ and i let out a breath. I wasn't used to dancing nor boys holding me. The music started and Quinn held me tighter. We moved and danced to the rhythm of some Gothic classical music ~ well, he did. I didn't. I swayed from side to side like a mentally ill duck, trying to catch atleast one move right.

And I failed.

„Do you even know how to dance?“ he asked, probably sarcastically.
„Ehm, I have my ways.“ I replied and after a second we both couldn't hold our laughter in.
„Well now I see you aren't in the best dancer shape either!“ I provoked him with a slight smirk on the corner of my eye.
„Hey, I do!“ he talked back and sadly, I knew he was right. He had abs which literally shined through the bodice he had.
Right now, an awkward silence situation began to escalate.
„So...I heard you have two names. What are they?“ I asked, trying to find out just as much information as much father asked for.
„Quinn Lars. Quinn Lars Devilliers.“ he'd say as he'd shake my hand and look me directly in the eyes, longing for an eye contact.
„Again. Since we didn't get off well at the start.“
“Sure. Vespera Hels- Bloodlove.“ I stuttered, turned around and scratched my head. I couldn't last so I broke the eye contact for a while.

It all became awkward then.