Chapter 97
The sunlight twinkled behind her as Viktor watched Emma’s silhouette dance about in the field before him.
She held her dress with the tips of her fingers and pranced around him. “I’m thirteen! I’m thirteen!” Emma sang happily.
Viktor didn’t understand what the big deal was. He’d been thirteen not so long ago and he hadn’t been this happy. His parents hadn’t even celebrated his birthday before. Because birthdays were meaningless. Emma’s celebration was only an exaggeration.
Emma jumped to a stop in front of Viktor, her bright ginger hair haloing her beaming face as she lowered it to his.
“I’m finally thirteen, Viktor!” she said for the hundredth time. Viktor only looked up at her from where he sat. “I can finally do a lot of things! Like…” Emma’s smile dimmed as she thought about “…sew my own clothes!” She said with a giant grin. “Aannd… go home a little later! And… get a bigger chunk of bread” She squealed with delight and lay herself flat on the ground to stare at the blue sky.
Viktor silently watched her as she smiled up at the clouds, still puzzled by how he was so perfectly content to spend all of his time with this human who, most of the time, made little sense to him. She was always smiling and got extremely excited over the smallest things, then tried her best to get him just as excited.
Viktor didn’t know why she tried so hard when he wasn’t accustomed to smiling that much and therefore didn’t. Born Vampire Kings didn’t do such trivial things, as his father had taught him.
But this human… Viktor tilted his head as he studied her. With her bright red hair and those freckles sprinkled across her nose like fairy dust… she stubbornly put all of her energy into getting the slightest smile out of him, sticking by his side like glue and making him feel… loved. Valued. Seen and appreciated. She made him feel like he existed.
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Emma suddenly sighed happily and Viktor snapped out of his own thoughts.
“I’m going to do plenty now that I’m thirteen,” she said quietly, still looking at the sky with the most blissful expression.
Viktor didn’t know how she managed to look so at peace. The bliss and happiness that she had in her face… he envied her of it. And he didn’t know why he should. Why should he envy a human when he was going to be King?
“In a little while, I’ll do everything I want!” said Emma with a grin She clutched her hands together and pressed them against one cheek. “Oh, just think! Once I’m bigger, I can wear the prettiest gowns!”
Viktor watched her scramble up to sit before him and she looked at him with eyes filled with the most excitement and anticipation he’d ever seen. “I’m gonna go riding with a fine gentleman!” she said with a giggle. “He’ll have the most dashing smile and he’ll take me riding around the county on his fine horse! Oh, how perfect.”
Her words struck an emotion into his heart that Viktor didn’t recognize. All he knew was that he terribly wished to tear her fine gentleman to pieces.”
Emma sighed, her eyes shining with fantasy as they looked off across the vast field. “He’ll bring me flowers like my Dad does for my Ma and care for me all the time, like a true gentleman. My very own Prince Charming. How very perfect. Do you think I’ll look very nice in a wedding gown, Viktor?”
Her question went unanswered as Viktor stared as Emma, his heard thumping too hard in his chest. She carried on speaking even as his silence became deeper and his gaze heavier.
Viktor swallowed hard.
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Chapter 97
Why should this human make him feel this way? Why should she make him wish he wasn’t who he really is? A Vampire. One she’d truly find monstrous if the ever saw his true side. She made him ashamed of himself. But why?! He was going to be the Vampire King!
Why should she make him wish he was human for her?
Why should she make him wish he was her Prince Charming?
Rena slowly opened her heavy eyelids and immediately saw three exceptionally beautiful faces hovering above hers.
“She’s awake!” whispered Kamilla.
Rena blinked sleepily at them. “Vampires…” she whispered.
Damon narrowed his eyes. “Are you trying to be offensive, sorceress?”
Charming straightened and turned his nose up. “I, for one, am not a Vampire.”
“Vampires are so beautiful.,” Rena whispered, still staring at them.
Charming leaned over again. “We are, aren’t we?”
Damon gave him a look. “But you’re not a Vampire, remember?
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