The Vampire Queen

Chapter 1

The Young Prince

"Your ride is this way Miss," the servant opens her door to the limousine. She doesn't utter a word as she ducks into the car. The door slams closed as she looks down at her phone. Her phone shows a picture of her mother, and two younger brothers. The girl's eyes water momentarily before going dry. She has been good at concealing her feelings, nothing usually shows. Her eyes dart to her right when someone clears their throat.
"What do you want vampire?" She asks, her voice never leaving the level of monotone.
"I see," he stares down at her phone. Once she sees this she shuts it off, "is that all you're leaving behind? I thought you'd have less." He smirks at her lack of reaction. The car finally speeds away from her mother's small cabin. Never does she look back. The man has short dark brown hair, enchanting glowing orange eyes, white teeth, creamy white skin, a strong jaw, a tall slender frame, and his black suit is snug.
"What is your name?" The man asks.
"I'm not obligated to tell you," she crosses her arms.
"Am I supposed to make one up?" The man sounds tired and agitated.
"Mira, that's my name. Now stop bugging me." Her expression is blank as usual.
"You could cheer up about this at least," his voice is softer, "my older brother doesn't want this either." The rest of the ride is long and silent.