The Dragomir Heir (Watty Award)

The Waltz

 The crowd in the ballroom inhaled as the turned their heads towards the staircase. Lucius could feel his heart beat faster and he settled his eyes on his betrothed. There, standing on top of the staircase, was a young woman with her black hair up and held together by a diamond tiara. She  had rogue lips in a slight smile, and bright emerald eyes behind thick lashes, which eyed the crowd curiously. She slightly lifted up her chin and made her way down the stairs, lifting her strapless golden ball gown up to allow her descend. Lucius noted the gown caressed her thin waist and full breast. Her waist had a red velvet ribbon around it, held in place with a diamond encrusted brooch. In all, she was the most beautiful thing Lucius have ever seen and he felt like the luckiest vampire in the world.

As she had her way to her grandparents, trumpets sounded to announce her arrival and people bowed. Just before her grandparents, she knelt low and asked for their blessing. Once it was given, Vladius extended his hand and assisted Valentina up and faced her to the crowd. The crowd erupted with claps and chants of “Long live the Dragomirs”. Finally, it was time for her first dance, Lucius quickly made his way to the thrones but he was beaten by Alekzander.

“Your highness, may I have your permission for this waltz with Princess Valentina?” Alekzander addressed Vladius. “Certainly,” and Vladius transferred Valentina’s gloved hand into Alekzander’s outstretched ones. Together, they moved to the centre of the ballroom as the orchestra started playing Swan Lake Waltz. Defeated, Lucius watched as Alekzander’s lips lingered over Valentina’s knuckles and fumed as Alekzander pulled her close towards him as they waltzed.

Brooding in the corner, Cezar made his way to Lucius with a shocked look on his face. “Cousin I don’t know how to say this lightly but that’s her. That’s the girl who stopped Alekzander from killing me. That’s his woman”.

“Impossible”, seethed Lucius. But he knew better. He knew from the way the Tsar was caressing Valentina and the softness in the Tsar’s eyes that the vampire was in love. Valentina’s eyes never left Alekzander’s face and it pained him to see her gift the Tsar admirable smiles.

Shaking his head, Lucius was adamant that Valentina belongs to him. They were betrothed for crying out loud. “It is probably a teenage moment of admiration on her half. It will pass and diminish when I renew the betrothal”. Cezar looked at Lucius doubtfully and resumed back to staring at Valentina longingly. Lucius looked at his cousin and felt the urge to break his head so that he would stop staring at Valentina. It was at this unfortunate moment that Lucius overheard the conversation of some members of the Russian society.

“…Absolutely adorable together. She would make a great Queen of the Dragomirs and Tsarina of Russia”

“A match in heaven that one… two beautiful people”

“She is wise, beautiful, and agile. He is strong, brave and ruthless. By God, can you imagine their children?”

Lucius had had enough. He decided it was time to announce himself to the princess as he made his way towards the couple. 

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Dante ====>