𝑰 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖 {Mᴜʟᴛɪ-ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs} (COMPLETED)

𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 (KarlHeinz Sakamaki x female!vampire!reader)

I know I should hate him but I can't! He's just too good looking!! Like, damn! We need some Karl Heinz content!
Anyways, in this oneshot, you'll be Cordelia's younger sister by three years.

🌱Dreary_October🌱
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Y/n's POV:

I sighed, watching from the window of the carriage as the trees passed by. I shifted, not used to the feeling of the dress I was wearing.

It was a floor-length, f/c A-line dress with a s/f/c corset-like top with a sweet heart neckline and long bell-sleeves. I had on a pair of black pumps and a silver choker with a (favorite flower) charm.

My h/l, h/c hair was curled at the tips and I wore a silver, (favorite gem) encrusted tiara.

I hated dressing up but I wasn't a child anymore; I was a young lady and had to dress like one. I grimaced at the thought.

The reason for my dressing up was because I received a letter from my big sister, Cordelia. I haven't heard much of her after she got married to that damn sociopath of a vampire, Karl Heinz.

Whenever I came here, she was gone but my nephew's were still there. I wasn't coming for her anyways. I was coming for them. Karl Heinz and his other two wives, along with my sister, weren't mentally stable to raise children.

I show up uninvited half the time to play and help raise them. Karl Heinz is never at the castle though and I'm thankful. I don't like him one bit. It wasn't always that way though...

Infact, you could say I was once very much in love with the man before he became king.

He changed. Not for the better.

"Lady Y/n, we've arrived."

I snapped out of my thoughts, now noting that the carriage had come to a stop and that Sylvain, a servant and friend of mine, was holding the door open with an outstretched hand.

"Do I have to?" I whined, looking at him with a pout.

He chuckled,"Don't worry, Lady Y/n. It's only for three days. I'll be back to pick you up."

I sighed, getting up and patting my dress down,"Alright," I grabbed his white gloved hand, before looking into his red eyes,"And how many times have I told you to call me Y/n. I am not Cordelia or Beatrix."

"Old habits die hard." He sighed.

I rolled my e/c eyes playfully as he shut the door before giving me my f/c chest.

"Are you sure I shouldn't help you, La- Y/n?" He questioned, correcting himself.

I nodded, easily taking the chest from him,"Yes, Sylvain. You just run along and rest."

"All I do is rest." He mumbled.

"You're not getting any younger." I joked.

He laughed, hopping onto the carriage before whistling, the horses moving along with the carriage before they disappeared from my sight.

My smile vanished, being replaced with an annoyed expression as I sighed.

I really didn't want to be here. Karl is most likely here and the other two wives, Christa and Beatrix. Although I hated the two women, I loved their sons.

They were my nephew's despite what they said. They didn't deserve them in my opinion.

"Is that my adorable little sister?"

I spun around, only to be pulled into a bone crushing embrace by my purple haired sister, Cordelia.

Our relationship was okay. We had our moments of fights and arguments but didn't all siblings?