Novienna Valentina is the daughter of the most infamous vampire hunter, who so happens to be the president of the United States. What happens when Locaine Wilock, the Vampire King, finds his beloved to be America's Sweetheart?
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The Vampire's Sweetheart
Chapter Nine
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Esme and I finished the rest of the movie in silence; despite the couple of times we would joyously laugh together at something we both found humorous. When the credits began to roll, I turned to face her and she smiled at me expecting it.
"What would you like to know, Nova?"
I chewed on my bottom lip, thinking over the multiple questions that flooded through my head. I began to narrow my list down to a few that I figured would not be rejected because of her own lack of knowledge.
"When were you turned into a vampire?"
Esme's eyes raised in surprise, not expecting me to ask her anything about herself. She hesitated before allowing an answer to leave her mouth, "I was born a vampire."
Now it was my turn to be surprised. I didn't know that people could actually be born vampires.
"Your parents-?"
Her smile turned into a sad frown, "Both dead."
I opened my mouth to ask how, but quickly decided against it. I didn't like talking about my mom, and I could only assume she did not wish to talk of her dead parents either.
"Is that why you live in the castle with Locaine?"
She nodded her head mindlessly, it was clear to see her thoughts were on something else- or someone else. "King Locaine was like a brother to my father. He took me in, labeling me as his niece so no one would dare to touch me. Knowing he has no true relation to me, it is by natural instinct that I think of him as still my king, who I will obey and respect always." She spoke finally.
Another question arose in my head, "When Locaine told Aleksandria to let me go, she didn't listen, but immediately released me when you asked. Are you guys familiar?"
Esme looked deep in thought as she recalled the earlier situation, "As I said before, Aleksandria is a genuine soul. She is a hero, among many. Perhaps, she listened to me because I see her as a hero too." I could tell she gave me an educated guess. It was obvious that Esme herself did not know why Aleksandria listened to her, and ignored the king's request.
Before another question could leave my lips, the sound of a door slamming open caused my attention to focus on the new guest. Locaine walked in with an angry expression painted across his face. He peeked at me once, calming a little, before turning his focus onto Esme.
