𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒
The bright and shining girl that was named Astraea found her way into the world on March 19th, 1988. Her birthplace being none other than Volterra, Italy, the up and comin...
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Making our way down the halls of the castle, I found myself entranced by the intricacies of the miniature models of so many great structures in the world. Over the centuries, it seemed like the Volturi had seen the majority of the human world, bringing back the images in the form of these bite-sized buildings. The Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Great Colosseum in her prime, and many more unrecognizable places littered the mantles of the hallways, finding themselves stuck in a time long forgotten.
My focus, while also on Aro and all of his explanations, was mainly on the guards that lined the clock tower hallways, standing guard and ready to attack at any time. When we came by, I could sense many of them holding their breath.
Time almost felt stopped in the moments I was there, as if I had finally found a place to call my own. My uncle and his home, while a good temporary home, did not provide me the same comfort that the ancient walls of this castle did. Comparisons would be useless, this castle was the most magnificent place I had seen in my seventeen years of life. No time spent wandering around the Italian countryside could compare to the freedom that was felt on the inside of the vampire coven's base.
"As I was saying, the Great Colosseum was a bloodbath in it's best years. We were about a thousand years old when we first came to see the shows. Absolutely spectacular! Horrific as well. It could test any vampire's control, but we held it together long enough to enjoy a good show," Aro explains some of the paintings of gladiators in Rome. "Great place for a date."
"You did take us there quite often, didn't you, mio caro," Marcus chuckles, "I wish la nostra cara Astraea could have been there to see the battles they would have. Caius used to get so into those games. We lost quite a bit of money just from his gambling."
"If fighting comes back, we shall take you, amore. Brutal, but a human fight to the death is something worth seeing in a lifetime," I laugh at their love of the gladiators, "The best thing humans can come up with now is boxing. Ugh, awfully boring. So many rules. Don't hit here, you can't do this or that. We want to see blood and chaos, not a playground fight."
"The next best thing would have to be Jane and Alec's battles. When they rile each other up it is almost the same as a gladiatorial fight," Aro hums in agreement, smiling and nodding to some of the guards. "You will find, mia cara, that many of our guards are quite powerful. Aro likes to collect vampires with gifts."
"I do not-" Marcus cuts him off.
"He collects them like cards. Which ones are the most powerful? Likely the elite guard's cards. We have cards of our own, but when have we ever used them?" Aro scowls at our mate, who simply chuckles and pats him on the back. "Do not deny your immortal obsessions, my mate, for I can see past them."
