Enchantress

Chapter XIX

I pulled myself from the now blood- stained snow. I stood, body cold and empty, cheeks still wet from the tears streaming from my eyes, I look around. My lips trembled.

Xion's soldiers approached, Thelus running, I stood before them, bare and broken but must importantly pissed off.

"The enemy has retreated, I've sent a few of our best after them."

"I'll kill all of them. I'll kill all of them. I'll slaughter them all." I kept whispering to myself. The only comfort I could give myself.

"Your Majesty." My eyes shot up at the men before me. I was their Queen. They were looking at their king bleeding out on the snow and they, just like me, were angry and helpless.

"I want a report as soon as they come back."
"Help me get him up."
Thelus helped me put Xion on Fries' back and we went racing toward the castle.

* * *

"I know you're alive so why won't you get up? I miss you."

His lips are now once again stained with my blood, his fangs didn't come out to sink in me again, but my blood still drains smoothly into his body. His once cold looking body has a little more color now, a month since the battle.

When we got back to the castle, I had cleaned him up myself, fed him from my wrist and rested beside him to heal, the servants had volunteered to dry clean him and feed him his specially stored blood but these days the only vampire I trust is in a coma.

I leaned over his body and reached out to touch his chest, still firm and masculine.

"How dare you? You made me need you, then you leave me? Cruel vampire, how am I supposed to breathe?" I crawled onto the bed, curling to his body, holding him. "I want you to be awake, holding, touching me like you used to. I won't survive for much longer Xion, please wake up and hold me. Please." Sobbing I fought the urge to shake him back to life.

***

Donning my cape I exited our room, making my way through the castle, my steps fast and quiet.
I ran down the winding stairs, never missing a beat, I dashed out the door, hoping I wasn't seen.

As if to make the nights worse, it snowed endlessly since the battle. The ground was covered in thick white, and my footsteps disappeared as quickly as I made them. I made my way into the town, over the past month, Thelus and I have been investigating the coup. He found me suspects in the city and I enchanted them then sent them off to do my bidding.

***

After the tragedy, the city below the castle was somber... dull. The sound of cheers was scarce. Instead, the city was in a coma like they were bonded to their king. Never speaking to me, never seeking me out with intimate touches, never mocking me with a stupidly handsome smirk on his face.
I bit back the sob that fought to escape me, as my mind brings me back to Xion, and his damned heaven-sent body, laying still in that bed. As if he were in an eternal morning sleep, only this wasn't morning, and I wasn't having it.

***

Shaking off the bit of snow that had fallen on me on the way down, I walk into the bar, as I step in, glasses of blood pause at the lips on vampires and the little chatter that was buzzing around ceased.
I smirked, they must have sensed the rage radiating from my body, the blood lust oozing through my veins, I ached to torture every single vampire that so much as thought about attacking Xion. Acting my vampire, my hatred raged like a furnace, and it lit all my organs a fire.

Thick green mist began to engulf the bar as I took steady steps inside. Eyes watched me warily. Either they knew or they sensed who I was.
Either way I wanted what I came for, and I spotted it.