Captured By The King

Nine • Stolen

Queen Felicity's Point of View

I awoke with a throbbing pain in my chest. I just plunged a knife into my chest! What has gotten into my mind? Then, I looked at what I am wearing.

Someone changed my clothes.

A black flowing dress and a gauze covering my wound. Someone must have treated me after my stunt.  What surprised me the most was my vervain ring, placed on my hand.

Surely if some vampire has seen it, it would have been destroyed and burnt yet it's still with me.

How foolish was I to think that by trying to kill myself, Dimitrius would let me go? Of course, not. Here I am, laying down on a bed, staring at the ceiling while pondering on my thoughts. Who's room was this? It's immensely big for just one person.

I wasn't as unwise as you think. Dying would be my last option, I knew that I was going to survive that stab, you see, the vervain ring I wore was a protection ring as well. A death by a dagger won't be one of the reasons of my possible demise.

Just a part of me thought that when Dimitrius sees me as a lifeless body, he would throw me somewhere else, out of this disgusting kingdom but then, I thought wrong.

Now, I have to think of other ways to get myself out of here and I wish Dimitrius knows that I'll never run out of ways. I would rather die trying than life under his control. After all, I'm a queen.

My wondering got disturbed when a knock sounded from the door. I didn't know these bloodsucking deceased creatures have manners.

A man with dark brown features entered, he was tall and good-looking but not enough to make my eyes gaze over his beautiful body. He slowly walked towards me, looking at me sternly.

"I have been dying to meet you," he said in a serious tone. I just looked away and smirked, "You're dead already."

"Hello to you too, Felicity Lowell. Let me remind you, Hayden, your escort."

He held out his hand, introducing himself but I didn't return his gesture. The last thing I want is to get my hands dirty from all the blood he had contact with.

"Why are you here?" I questioned irritatedly. "King Dimitrius wanted me to take you to him," he answered.

Just as I thought that he would leave me in peace, I was once again, wrong.

"And if I don't come with you?"

"Then, I'll force you. Believe me, you won't like it," he warned. I believe him, if there's anything he could do, it would be a compulsion.

"Fine, I'll come but tell me what he wants," I demanded but he didn't take it seriously.

"I don't take orders from you. Now, come with me or I'll make you." Before he took another step closer to me, I stood from the bed and walked towards the door.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He mocked. If I had a stick with me right now, I would have stabbed him straight in his heart.

"I supposed not."

Hayden led the way, walking me to a hallway then we reached a door which was surrounded by two lines of vampires.