01-30-2023, 12:30 PM
ELVIRA
Now, Elvira was not known for being much of anything. All others could see was her beauty and her fragile exterior. Of course, that is all she wanted them to see of her. The only one she cared enough to show the truth to was Julius. She knew he did not love her at first and she desired his love. She desired his affection and to be his one and only.
It did not take long for her to earn that love. Even if it was through the murder of his family to push him into power. Though, she would never admit it to anyone but him. If others asked, she fakes sorrow in the loss of the former lord and his family. Though, in reality, the monster hidden in fragile body was thrilled with it. Hell, she rather enjoyed the looks in their eyes.
Like the others, they had no idea what she truly was deep down. Just a wife to give to their son to keep up appearances. She savored every drop of blood and every feeble attempt to break free of her. The thought made her giddy even now and she let out a soft laugh. The sound dancing on air like bells in the wind. The lady almost floated down the halls to the empty ballroom.
Empty and boring. She remembered the days before her wedding. The days before her being a vampire with the power to kill. The parties she went to and the suitors that came calling. All of them dull men compared to her husband. Men that she knew would never understand her. She shot them all down until that night.
The night the former lord came and took her away from this life. An offer she could not refuse. A vampire offering to turn her and whisk her away to Wed one of the sons? How could anyone say no? She had not said no, and sure it was not the lord that turned her, but another not in the family. She was brought before her future husband and her life changed.
Julius.
Oh how she loved him. Anything he ever asked of her would be given. He wanted power, she gave him this. She would do it all again and again. Until she died in her turn, she would keep doing for him. The music that had drawn her from her solitude and into her thoughts stopped suddenly.
A soft sigh escaped her as she realized it was not the plans of a ball, but just some practicing musician. The silence was broken by a humming sound and she knew right then who it was. Her annoyance at the lack of a party was forgotten now as she turned on her heal. The jackal leaving the room to follow the noise until she was falling in line beside him.
Good evening, beloved. She spoke in a voice only he ever got to hear. Not that soft and shy tone others got, but a voice of honey laced with venom. A voice filled with love and acceptance. Her true self.
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It did not take long for her to earn that love. Even if it was through the murder of his family to push him into power. Though, she would never admit it to anyone but him. If others asked, she fakes sorrow in the loss of the former lord and his family. Though, in reality, the monster hidden in fragile body was thrilled with it. Hell, she rather enjoyed the looks in their eyes.
Like the others, they had no idea what she truly was deep down. Just a wife to give to their son to keep up appearances. She savored every drop of blood and every feeble attempt to break free of her. The thought made her giddy even now and she let out a soft laugh. The sound dancing on air like bells in the wind. The lady almost floated down the halls to the empty ballroom.
Empty and boring. She remembered the days before her wedding. The days before her being a vampire with the power to kill. The parties she went to and the suitors that came calling. All of them dull men compared to her husband. Men that she knew would never understand her. She shot them all down until that night.
The night the former lord came and took her away from this life. An offer she could not refuse. A vampire offering to turn her and whisk her away to Wed one of the sons? How could anyone say no? She had not said no, and sure it was not the lord that turned her, but another not in the family. She was brought before her future husband and her life changed.
Julius.
Oh how she loved him. Anything he ever asked of her would be given. He wanted power, she gave him this. She would do it all again and again. Until she died in her turn, she would keep doing for him. The music that had drawn her from her solitude and into her thoughts stopped suddenly.
A soft sigh escaped her as she realized it was not the plans of a ball, but just some practicing musician. The silence was broken by a humming sound and she knew right then who it was. Her annoyance at the lack of a party was forgotten now as she turned on her heal. The jackal leaving the room to follow the noise until she was falling in line beside him.
Good evening, beloved. She spoke in a voice only he ever got to hear. Not that soft and shy tone others got, but a voice of honey laced with venom. A voice filled with love and acceptance. Her true self.
speaking
EYES THAT LOOK LIKE HEAVEN, LIPS LIKE SHERRY WINE
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