The Cruel Prince || Klena

03.

Nik and Elena sat at their respective tables as their fathers and the Alpha stood at the front of the room, sitting in three thrones. Elena's father of course, in the middle one. It was adorned with gold and jewels. The Acerbus throne was lined with silver intricate designs and blood-red rubies. Fitting. The Alpha throne was made of wood. She could sense very clearly that the Vampyrs did not like the werewolves.  

Her father stood up, as did the others, and a hush fell over the room. "I'd like to thank our hosts, the Vampyrs." Everyone clapped politely. Her father raised his hands. "I am proud to be here tonight, at this event, to make peace between our kingdoms, by means of union between our children. My daughter, Elena. And your son, Niklaus." He shook hands with the Acerbus King.

Niklaus came to stand by his father, and Elena's extended his hand to her. She began to stand, gathering up her gown. She made her way to the stage. "To begin the union, they will exchange blood, solidifying the soul bond." The Acerbus announced. Elena shuffled suddenly. No one had told her she'd have to bleed.

Her breathing sped up immediately. Her father presented a silver dagger on a silk pillow. It seemed to gleam menacingly at her in the candlelight. The Aecerbus also presented a dagger, but it was different, with strange and exotic symbols carved into it. Much to her surprise, the two exchanged daggers.

She saw the Aecerbus flinch slightly when his hand wrapped around the dagger, but his voice betrayed nothing. She became more suspicious when Nik had a visible reaction. "Daggers. Dipped in holy water, and poison." Elena gasped quietly. Poison?! What was this? Nik whispered underneath his breath. "To scar. The marks will be matching and permanent, forever sealing our blood together."

Nik extended his arm and rolled up his sleeve. Elena could not help but stare. Plenty of scars already marred his arm. Long, short, skinny, old, new. They were all there. Just as the tip of the dagger began to press into his skin, an arrow flew through the air and buried itself into Elena's shoulder. She yelped and fell to the ground. The wound began to sear and burn as she cried and wriggled on the floor.

Shouts rang through the air and she barely registered anything as her vision began to turn black. Her father's furious face appeared above her before she winked out of consciousness.