Fallacy's POV.

I exited our new guest's bedroom, trying to forget what just happened. A yellow blush still decorated my cheekbones. 'No! Stop it Fallacy! You can't develop feelings for her! Think about the last time you let a mortal in your heart!' That thought immediately made the blush go away. Memories wanted to flow my mind, my eyes filled with tears. I didn't want anyone to see me like this so I hurried to my own room, slamming the door behind me. As soon as it closed, I slit down to the floor, leaning against the door. The tears that I was able to hold back in the hallway fell down my face and I rested my elbow on my knee as I supported my head with my hand.

I continued to sob. I felt so ridiculous right now. I mean, Calamimi. . . my first love. . . Jasper's mother. . . She died so long ago, 130 years to be exact. I should be over her by now and I think I'm getting better but. . . having feelings for another woman?

It just doesn't feel right. But I can't help but admit that madmoiselle Encre is a very beautiful young woman and she seemed to have a kind heart, if she was willing to help a child she had never seen before with no hesitation. I smiled a little. I don't know what I would have done if I lost Jasper that night. I probably would have gone on a rampage if that happened. My son is the only family I have really left and it would break me to see him die.

After a few minutes, I let out a deep sigh and stood up from my pitiful position on the ground. I walked over to the wooden dresser and opened the drawer on the very top. Inside was a small black box and I took it out. Once I carefully opened it, my hands began to shake a little. It was a proposal ring. I had planned to propose to Calamimi after she gave birth to Jasper but unfortunately. . . That never happened. She was a delicate mortal but I was almost certain that she would survive giving birth. But. . .maybe that was just my wishful thinking.

Mine and Calamimi's relationship may have started with a. . . little one-night-stand during heat season. . . and when I found out she was pregnant from it I just wanted her to hide and keep this whole thing a secret between us but. . . during her pregnancy, I actually developed feelings for her and she felt the same. We told the other maids and they all were overjoyed to hear that. Everything was perfect. It really couldn't have gone better. But then. . . She went into labor. There were a few complication during them. She lost a lot of blood and she become weaker with each second. I tried to save her by turning her into a vampire but it was too late.

She died. She took her last breath right in my arms, all while the new born prince of Vampires, Jasper, was crying in the background and the maids trying to shush him.

I closed the box again and placed it back in the drawer. I signed again and sat down on my bed. I rubbed my temples, trying to calm my nerves down. A few seconds later, I looked around the room, spotting a painting of me and Jasper. I smiled at it, remembering the amusing event connected with it.

I think it was when Jasper was around 60 years old and in that age, he just never wanted to sit still. It was almost a annoying. What got him to sit still for the painting? Well, Suave kinda bribed him into sitting still for one or two hours, as he promised to play hide and seek after that. Suave was 13 at that time and he just became a butler after I found him in the woods by himself. Ever since Suave first stepped a foot into the castle, Jasper had a liking to him. I laughed at the memory.

It was around the time I started to spent time with my son aswell. You see, ever since. . . you know. . . I couldn't look at Jasper without feeling extremely guilty but it got better with time.

My wandering in memories was interrupted by a knock on the door. I wiped my face clean from the tear marks before giving a faint. "Come in." The door opened and Suave came in, carrying a tray with my daily morning tea. You know, before I go to sleep. "Good morning again, my lord." I just nodded, not really finding my voice yet. He placed the tray on the small dresser beside me and carefully handed me the cup. I took it and took a small sip, the warmth filling my body, calming me down immediately. I hummed in delight. "Mmm, thank you Suave. I needed this right now."

He bowed politely. "My pleasure, my lord. If I'm allowed to ask. You seem a little more. . . unfocused than when I saw you earlier. Is there something on your mind?" I took another sip. Over the years, Suave had earned my full trust, so I'm sure I can admit what's on my mind. "It probably isn't something to worry that much about. It's just that. . . the anniversary is coming nearer and nearer. . ." I trailed off at the end, hoping that my butler would understand what I'm trying to say. "Oh, I see. . ." There was silence for a while. I guess he thought about what to say next. After about five minutes of complete silence, he spoke up. "Well, if you want to hear my opinion, my lord. I may not have knowed her personally but after what I've heard, she was a wonderful lady and I'm sure she wouldn't want you to mourn after her for so long and just want you to be happy again. But that is only my opinion. Now if you may excuse me, I promised sir Jasper that I would bring him some tea aswell as some self-made pastries. Would you like some too, my lord?" Suave ended his little speech with a bow and polite smile. "No thank you, Suave. And thank you for those words. That will be all." I announced and he left, closing the door behind him again.

I continued to drink my tea while thinking about what Suave had said. He wasn't wrong. Calamimi was so sweet and almost innocent. She would have never hurt a fly. She always saw all living beings as precious. If she could talk to me right now, she would most likely say that I should move on and be happy again. She would want me to start over. At that moment, an image of madmoiselle Encre came into my head. Her delicate snow white bones, her mesmerising eyes, her kind and brave soul. I felt a slight blush coming to my cheekbones again. My eyes widened and I shook my head as I empty the cup of tea and placed it back on the tray for someone to pick it up.

I then stood up and headed to my wardrobe and dressed into something a little more comfortable, before going back to my bed and laying down. One of my arms went behind my head as I stared at the ceiling. 'Ugh, this is completely ridiculous!' I was about to close my eyes when I was fully awakened again by a gentle knock on my door. I sat back up, hoping whoever it was would make it quick, so I can go to sleep. "Come in!" I called and the doorknob moved as the door opened slowly to reveal. . .

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To be continued....

Muahahahahahahahahaha! I'm so evil, leaving you on a cliffhanger like that.

But maybe some of you can already tell who's at the door.

Anyways, Bye~

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