The Dark Prince

Chapter four

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When Anica woke up she hurt all over. The cell was cold and damp and dirt had gotten into the wounds on her neck. Trears rolled down her cheeks. What had she ever done to deserve this. Agreed she was not the perfect daughter or the perfect friend or the perfect student for that matter but she had never done anything so horrible to be punished in such a way! Consumed in self pity she did not notice that someone was standing infront of the cell. At first she thought it was Drake but the man standing there was too short to be him.

He smiled at her. A sad smile. Instead of comforting her it made her pity herself more. She cried harder.

"Shhh. Its ok." he said from outside the cell. He reached in through the bars to stroke her hand but she pulled it away. He was a little taken aback.

"Master is'nt as bad as he seems. He can be nice sometimes." He smilled nodding at her reassuringly or rather reassuring himself that the master he had served for around forty years now had a kind heart.

Edrick left her then. Master had told him to inform him when she awoke.

The girl did look a lot like Lady Juliet. Edrick had never really met Juliet. He'd only seen paintings. Lots of paintings. Master would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and start painting her. Some the servants claimed to have heard him crying while he painted but Edrick highly doubted that.

Master never cried. Ever. He only painted. And no one was allowed in whilst he did so.

Edrick knocked on the mahogany door hoping his master was in a good mood. He had been the brunt of masters anger far too many times and feared to enter his room.

Master was in his usual place. At his desk. Stairing at the painting of Lady Juliet.

"Master" He said bowing, "she is awake."

"Good." Drake said smilling at the little man. "Give her something to eat."

"yes My Lord" Erick replied bowing a final time before he left the room leaving Drake alone with his thoughts.

Edrick was his most trusted  servant. He had worked for him for over forty years now. He had been employed when he was barely ten years old. Now at fifty he had a beatufil wife and four children and six grand children. Drake envied him. Drake was the last vampire living in his kingdom. The rest had either died or moved to the world above. He'd been all alone. Untill he met Juliet. Somehow all his thoughts led to her. The picture of perfection.