Desires

Chapter Two: Long Awaited Arrival

We neared the gates of the castle at dusk. They were huge and imposing, grandiose to be sure but I didn't feel nervous or intimidated.

This just felt like it was where I belonged.

The guards stood at the gate, blocking it with their huge frames, dressed in the tightest uniform of blood red that was definitely new.

That bothered me for some reason. I didn't like these new uniforms.

“Why do you have those uniforms on?” I asked, my voice sharp.

I was getting a bad feeling.

Both vampires stood up straight though they were obviously shocked. I would guess that they hadn't expected to see me again.

“These are the new uniforms, my queen” one replied. I narrowed my eyes.

“And who switched them?” I asked.

The other swallowed and exchanged a nervous look with his partner.

“Queen Jezebel” he said.

I felt my gums itch.

That bitch! How dare she take what was rightfully mine?!

“Stand aside” I ordered. When they didn't move, I started to feel my fingertips itch too, claws begging to be let out.

“I'm not sure that we're at liberty to do that, your highness” clearly, they didn't know who to pay the most respect to.

They had called her Queen. Jezebel had taken my place in the throne. But they hadn't stopped calling me queen. There could only be one. But I wasn't sure where their loyalties laid. Hell, I wasn't even sure that they knew it themselves.

“Stand aside” I spat through gritted teeth. They looked at each other, clearly debating, but they relented in the end.

Maybe they'd stand by my side.

Either way, I was enraged.

Jezebel had committed a serious offense. If she weren't royalty herself, I could have her executed.

As it was, I would have trouble getting back on my throne.

“Come on” I muttered to Adrian, walking past the gates into the front gardens. He followed obediently behind me. I could tell he was uneasy too.

The throne room laid before us, being so close to the front doors. I think that's a serious design flaw. What if there was an attack? The king and queen would be the most vulnerable.

But let's not talk about that. Let's talk about the fact that Jezebel was sitting in my throne!

She had Ilty sitting by her side with her mate on the other, a giant smirk in place. That is, she had a giant smirk before I barged in. Now she was emotionless.

“Hello, Jezebel” I said pleasantly, trying to hide my fangs as best as I could. Not long after I was changed, Alex told me to hide my fangs when talking to a royal. Even being the queen, it was a hue insult that would result in some seriously bad stuff.

Especially if Jezebel was trying to get the throne.

“Hello, Elizabeth. It's been a while” she forced a smile and rose. I eyed her as she made her way down the stone steps.

At least she was submitting. For now, at least. I didn't trust her to be this meek for long. She was bound to try and get rid of me.

“May I ask why the hell you were on my throne?” it was more of a demand and I saw her stiffen up. She was probably angry at the tone I used, perhaps she was even scared.

I didn't care. I was seconds away from ripping her apart. As it was, no one was allowed to kill other royals. It came with messy politics. But I was seconds away from not caring.

At least she wouldn't be a threat anymore.

She bowed, looking as meek as she could which, as you might have guessed, was pretty much nonexistent.

“We thought that you were dead. The king never came back from his mission to find you so it's only natural that I take the throne. It's my birthright” she murmured. Her mate looked blank, his eyes greedy and power hungry. It was unsettling, even for a vampire.

“Well, I'm here and I'm alive. It's still my throne. I advise you to stop making rash decisions that don't have any fact behind them” I said casually, going up the steps.

The seat was warm and fit my butt like it was meant to. There was no greater comfort than to sit on this throne. Adrian fidgeted next to me, not willing to start a war by sitting next to me. Until we could confirm his death, although I was about a thousand percent sure he had died in that explosion, that would continue to be his place.

I noticed that our little dispute was attracting some more vampires to the throne room. They looked only mildly surprised to see me.

I didn't know, until I had felt a twinge of disappointment, that I had wanted a bigger reaction.

Oh well.

“Yes, I'm back. No, I have no idea where Alex is. He's bound to turn up, I'm sure. I'm guessing he's pretty hard to kill or else Jezebel would've achieved it eons ago” I rolled my eyes, ignoring Jezebel completely and studying the people in front of me instead.

I wanted to clear up the air. Of course, I had no idea where Alex was but I had seen him be blown to bits. I highly doubted he was still alive.

Although, I had read some stories where vampires could survive a blast like that. Who really knows where Alex is or if he's alive? I'll just wait and see if he turns up.

I don't think he'll have too much of an issue with me. After all, he hadn't been too upset with me when he had found me.

I didn't think I had to fear being ripped apart by his claws. Jezebel on the other hand...

I was pretty sure she was going to try to kill me. That was the only way she'd come into power. And, judging by the fair amount of vampires that were already here when I barged in, she had some followers. I would try my best to not underestimate her.

In the meantime, I had to find out what this bitch had been doing in my absence.

The best way to do that was by asking the servants. They knew everything and weren't in too good a place to refuse me.

Perhaps Momma and the girls know what Jezebel was trying to do.

I didn't bother telling Adrian that we were leaving this damn examination room. It was deadly quiet, the glare of every vampire feeling magnetized. He wanted out as much as I needed it.

So he followed me easily enough when I moved out of my fancy chair.

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I’m sorry. This story just isn’t flowing for me. I’ll try harder, I swear.

I hope you liked it J