Altered Fate

The Vampire Ball (Chapter 4)

The carriage that was going to pick me up for the ball was coming in about 30 mins or so. Wow. I didn't know that all that dress up time was going to take so long. To me it only felt like an hour but time disagreed with me. I sat on the couch and thought about what it was going to be like at the ball. Will one of the princes want me to be their bride? Even worse, what if more than one of the princes like me? An interesting thought filled my mind and I instantly felt more calm. In The Order of the Fang they have a rule for all vampires. Even half vampires.

The rule is that, male or female, if you have even just the slightest drop of vampire blood you can deny a vampire's request for him or her. Well my body has vampire blood so if the princes do like me I get to say yes or no. Relief filled my body at the thought of it. I have heard many stories of vampires forcing humans, mostly females, to love them without the human having a say in it. Now I almost feel lucky to be a half vampire.

To prepare myself I went over the 'single' princes' names and little descriptions of them. Harry. The one with curly dark brown hair. Niall. The blonde Irish vampire. Liam. The one who shaved his hair for a vampire disease. I didn't really know what they looked like because I've never seen them before. I've only heard minor descriptions of them with all the gossip and news around town. All the older girls at my school said they were dreamy but they never got picked except for my best friend Eleanor. She was a year older than me and was always there for me. After she went to the ball she never came back. Word had spread around town that she had been picked by the prince Louis. All my thoughts were interrupted by a ring of the door bell.

My carriage had arrived. I rushed to the door and opened it. A man called from the carriage, "I am here to bring you to the ball. Please head inside." Another man beside him escorted me to the carriage opening it and letting me inside. He shut the door and sat next to the driver again. Before I knew it I was on my way to the ball. During the ride I heard the man whisper softly but loud enough for me to hear, " She's definitely going to picked by at least one of them. Poor girl. She seems so innocent." The man next to him nodded sadly. I just ignored them and let them drive. A few minutes later the driver said, "We're here. We are a bit late and the last one here. Sorry about that but your house is far from the castle."

"It's alright," I said and he nodded. The driver's 'partner' opened the door for me and I headed out and into the castle. It was huge and glamorous like the Cinderella castle in the movie. I handed the guards my invitation and they let me pass. I walked into the castle earning a few jealous glances from the other girls in the hall. Once I entered the main room everyone and I mean everyone stopped their conversations and stared at me. Some boys had their mouths opened and their eyes full of lust.

Every single boy in the room was wearing a decent tuxedo. I felt a little uncomfortable but I ignored the thought. I looked towards the throne area. Three handsome boys were sitting in huge royal chairs and even they were staring at me eyes also full of lust. The curly haired boy, I think Harry, had the nerve to stand up and walk towards me. I stopped walking as he took my right hand, bowed, and kissed the top of my hand. I could feel myself blush a little. Then he asked me, " Care to dance."

I simply nodded and he led me to the center of the ballroom. In preparation of the ball, dance trainers came to my house a few days ago. I learned a ton of ballroom dances and moves so I didn't worry about making myself a fool on the dance floor. Once the music started, we danced across the whole room slowly yet gracefully. I had to admit. Harry was one charming young lad with beautiful dark brown curly locks. I looked into Harry's green eyes. The lust had seemed to leave them and now they were full of care and passion. Out of pure shyness I blushed and looked over his shoulder finding two pairs of jealous eyes from Harry's fellow order members. After the music ended we separated from each others touch. He bowed down as I politely curtsied.