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《Sebastians POV》

I awoke to the soft warm breath on my neck. My eyes cracked open and the sight in front of me almost made me jump off the bed , not knowing why there was a human in my bed....alive.

but I remained calm, trying hard to remember last night's events. Then it all came flooding back to me.

I remembered that I brought the human home, my future wife.

 I don't know what came over me.

On the way to Delannah's, I was dreading the whole dinner, but when we got there, all I wanted to do was touch Sienna's skin. I tried hard to ignore her but the little temptress kept smiling and blushing, leaving me curious and interested. Watching the way she moved, her hips swaying deliciously, it made me feel an excitement that I have never felt for a human before.

I've got to be seriously phucked up in the head to be lusting after a blood bag.

Something was wrong with me. I would never react that way towards a human, but this human is special. It had to be her blood calling to me.

I grew up knowing she was mine. That, and the fact that I've tasted her blood had me wanting to protect her. I'd have to ask mother about this in a subtle way. I didn't want her knowing anything about my having Sienna's blood before. It was something I was strictly informed was against the rules until we were married.

Before Sienna got in the shower last night, I had a brief mood swing due to mother mind linking me, telling me not to scare her and to stay away from her blood. It pisssed me off that Mother would insinuate I would scare her in any way and take her blood from her. I was mad at her and instead, took it out on Sienna. Not badly, I just couldn't find it in me to be pleasant, so I left to berate my Mother.

 I wouldn't mistreat Sienna. I'm trying not to hurt her. I promised to keep her happy and I would try. I just hope my rage doesn't come out around her.

This obsession though, wanting to touch Sienna and feel her against me, it was unnerving. I have never felt that with any human aside from her.  When she held me last night, I was shocked. She had changed from the prim and proper princess she was at Delannah's, to the real and down to earth girl lying in my arms. She said she had night terrors and wanted me to hold her so she felt safe. I felt like it was my duty to create that for her even if she was lying in the arms of the most sadistic vampire known; Me.

Its seems once she left Delannah's mansion, she lost her courage and turned into this frail weak human, one that needed to feel loved and cared for.

I didn't really know how to care for any woman. I've only phucked vampire women and sent them packing afterward but this felt different. I've known her for so long, I've watched her grow and tasted her life force which calls for me to have more.

Gazing down at a sleeping Sienna, I moved the hair at of her delicate face and pondered on why she was so special. What made her special enough that had the council arranging a marriage between us?

She snuggled into me, throwing a leg over mine as I laid still as could be. A fire ran through my veins and excitement followed as I looked down at her new position on top of me. I could only imagine what she would feel like beneath me, screaming my name.

No. She's a human. Why are these thoughts popping up?

Looking down, I could see straight down her night slip. Her large, 34 C breasts were squashed together, pressing against my chest. So large for such a small frame. Feeling my excitement grow, I placed my hand on her tiny, silk covered waist and slid my hand down her lines, gliding back up and out along her wide hips before settling my hand on her voluptuous a$$.

She had the perfect body. Petite frame with a tiny waist and curves for days. No vampire woman possesses a body like this and I found it to be quite exciting. The demon inside me wanted to come out and play, seduce her. I'm not supposed to be attracted to humans. That isn't how the demon inside me works, but it was loving the beautiful woman lying beside me in my bed.

She yawned sleepily, those plump lips opening oh so wide. The thought of how they would look around my wood floated through my mind just as her eyes fluttered and a pair of innocent, crystal blue eyes peered up at me through thick lashes. A smile graced those lips and I was entranced - caught up in the moment.

"Good morning." She whispered, her first words coated with sleep. She noted how close we were to each other and a blush spread across her cheeks. I wanted to devour her right here and now. 

I was very aware of my hand on her a$$ still, but I was testing her, gauging her reaction to it.

I offered her a flashing smile. "Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

Her face contorted into confusion. "Actually yes. The first night I've not had a night terror. I haven't been this rested in a decade." She sheepishly admitted.

Then she took in our position and let out a small gasp realizing my hand was placed firmly on her a$$. That was my cue.

I sighed, stretching my arms out above me, noting her eyes were glued to my naked torso. 

"Well. I am going to get a shower and talk to my parents for a moment. Make yourself at home and when you're finished getting dressed, go on down to the dining room. Breakfast will be served in about thirty five minutes."

She nodded as I unwrapped myself from around her, placing a hand over my raging hard on through my underwear so it didn't stick out of the slit in the fabric. I didn't want to scare the virgin in my bed.

I heard a small giggle as I walked stiffly to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I found myself smirking at my reflection as I noticed her scent was all over me. The smell of roses and the ocean breeze, that was what she reminded me of. Shaking away the all consuming thoughts of her, I stepped into the shower, ready to cleanse my skin of her enticing aroma. I couldn't feel this attracted toward a human. It was unheard of - especially for me. 

I don't know what forced me to want to protect her last night, but I did. I wanted her out of Delannah's and safe with me where I could watch over her. Unnerving was an understatement of how it made me feel. Me, Prince of Vampires, physically attracted to a human. It was almost as if she was calling to my beast.

Once showered, I dried off and walked into the bedroom to find Sienna rummaging through her bags, looking for something to wear. I walked toward the wardrobe in all my glory, now flaccid, relishing the fact she was secretly watching me. I could feel the heat of her gaze on my body and I knew if I were to turn around, her cheeks would be as pink as a wild rose.

I took my time, letting her see the muscles ripple under my skin before completely disappearing into the wardrobe, letting her finish what she was doing.

Once dressed in my black trousers and a gray button up, sleeves folded to my forearms, I left Sienna with parting words to meet me downstairs. Her eyes wouldn't meet mine, there was slight embarrassment in them and I loved it. I loved I could make her blush. It was turning into a game for me.

Striding through the halls with speed, I was on a mission to find my Mother. I needed to find out a few things; things that she refuses to tell me about Sienna. I know she's hiding something. She may be good at keeping secrets, but I always knew when she had something up her sleeve. 

"Mother where are you." I mind linked her.

She replied almost instantaneously. "In our bed chambers, dear."

I came to the large double doors at the West Wing, painted in a bright red lacquer and wrapped on the door with my knuckles.

"Come in darling!" Mother called.

I entered, finding Mother at her vanity,  pulling her hair up in an elegant twist. She shot me a loving smile in the mirror's reflection before focusing back on her task. "What's the matter dear? You didn't scare her did you?" Her eyes met mine again, worry in her green eyes.

Sighing with irritation, I grimaced. "No. What do you take me for? A phucking monster?" I wouldn't hurt Sienna. She was to marry me and no matter if I didn't want to marry a human or not, I wouldn't harm her. 

Mother swiveled her seat so she could look up at me with a raised brow. "No offense, but that's exactly what you are. You know your behavior is scary to outsiders. Not just other vampires, but humans find you...terrifying." She hmm'd to herself. "Well, I guess that may have something to do with the fact you usually kill the humans." Her dark brows were raised as she looked me over.

I only shook my head. She was telling the truth. I was known for my animalistic behaviour when I was angry. Humans never survived my wrath or my hunger, one bite from a Pureblood and they would die a slow painful death within hours. I never made it quick, that would mean I cared.

"No actually.. I have A problem." I sighed once more, taking a seat on the over-stuffed chair beside her vanity.

Her face contorted to one of horror. "Sebastian. Please tell me you didn't kill her or drink from her. Or....touch her." Her eyes were wide with fear which made me confused. Why did she care that much?

No one has faith in me. 

I furrowed my brows as I leaned backward in my chair, giving her a look. "What? Of course not, don't be ridiculous. She's my fiance, human or not. Wait... Why would it be so bad to drink from her? And I promised not to touch her until we are married, but I want to know why." I gave her my best serious face. 

I needed to know what was so special about Sienna. Why couldn't I touch her? It's appalling that I even want to, but I wanted to know why I couldn't. 

Telling me I can't only makes me want to do it even more.

Sienna being human meant that I shouldn't feel any sort of attraction toward her. I should want to make sure she is taken care of only because she is to be my wife, but that is the only reason. I shouldn't have these feelings of wanting to protect her or wanting to enjoy her carnally. Humans are meant for food - not fuuckiing.

Mother pursed her lips as she sobered. "There's things you don't know and I can't tell you just yet, but drinking from her will cause a longing for her to form - the beginning of a bond. One taste of her blood and you'll become attracted to her, physically and emotionally. Her blood will call to you and you will become attached to her. It's different from the respect and love that you'll feel when she is bonded to you at the ceremony - it's more like an obsession." She met my glare with a seriousness, but continued as she stood from her seat, her gown flowing around her as she paced the room.

"She's... different. Feeding from her would cause you to become emotionally distracted. Even one drop of her blood and you won't stop thinking about it or her. You might even find yourself constantly thinking about bedding her. It will weaken you - so don't taste her blood or touch her." She gave me a pointed stare.

"Why can't I touch her." I gritted out, feeling impatient and aggravated over the fact I couldn't play with my human. I was confused that I even wanted to.

Mother rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh, "I've told you this, Sebastian. No touching because since she's a special human, she can become pregnant with your child before the wedding day. Don't even give me your excuse about protection either - she's to remain pure until your wedding day."

I frowned, letting out a sigh of irritation as I stood, shoving my hands into my pockets. "I still find it absurd that she can carry my child. That is unheard of. She clearly can't be entirely human. What is the reason she's special? It's impossible for her to be a hybrid, so what is it?" 

I was curious. No human would ever be able to carry a Pureblood's child. Changelings can't have children at all, but a Pureblood was different and they could reproduce with other Pureblood's, which was what needed to happen in order for me to have an heir.

Mother's lips curved slightly into a secret smirk, a twinkle in her eyes.  "She's a very special human, Sebastian, which is why she's betrothed to you and not anyone else. Be proud." Her eyes narrowed in on me and her lips pursed. "No touching her until the wedding night or your Father will deal with you."

This was going to be harder than I thought, considering I'm finding myself extremely attracted to her already and it has only been one night.

Three more months.

I felt my face pale as I thought back to what my mother had just told me about Sienna's blood. I had tasted her last year without anyone's knowledge. It had been pure instinct driven by  sexxual attraction, a memory Sienna didn't recall - one I hid from her. 

That was where these feelings were coming from - the need to protect her and the need to touch her. I had already formed a slight bond to her unknowingly by giving in to my animal instincts last year and tasting her blood.

But I haven't craved her to the point where I needed her blood. Being around her was a bit uncomfortable but mostly because I couldn't stop thinking about getting inside of her panties. I was beginning to feel lost with these feelings inside me. I hated wanting her - but I was starting to realize that it was my fault that I wanted her in that way. I should have never drank from her.

I now knew why I shouldn't have her blood again - because the attraction to her would only increase and in turn, she could wind up pregnant before the wedding. But I didn't understand. Why was that such a big deal? She's mine to do with as I please.

I stopped in front of mother, her eyes alight with questions, but I had more of my own.

"Why would it be wrong to taste her? If her blood is so special, why can't I taste it? And why is it so wrong for me to become infatuated with her? I'm being forced to marry the girl after all." I was getting annoyed. Why weren't they telling me anything? There was something else behind her words.

She sighed, putting a hand to her forehead. "Sebastian, you already know her blood is alluring to vampires. If you were to drink from her, you wouldn't be able to stop. You'd drain her. We need her. And If you would drink from her it would become unbearable to not be around her. You need to be at your peak for the upcoming coronation and all the meetings coming up. Not to mention our... Other little problem with your cousin. We are already going to have backlash for you marrying a human, but once they find out the council pushed this... that she can be changed by you and produce your heirs, no one will say a word. But we don't want anyone else thinking we have something special. Someone could try to steal her if you become infatuated with her. Trust me. She will be considered your weakness and people will try to use her to get to you." Her forehead creased as she messed with the collar of my shirt.

I growled defensively, swatting her hands away. "So you are telling me I can't drink from her because I would become addicted and want more, possibly draining her. And if in fact I did succeed in not killing her, I would in turn, become infatuated and obsessed with her, which would result in her becoming pregnant before the wedding, which would then result in other vampires wondering how this is possible and stealing her from me, which then would cause me to retaliate and go on a killing spree. Did I miss anything?" I eyed her up and down. 

I knew I couldn't touch Sienna yet. I've known that since I was betrothed to her when she was a baby.

Mother narrowed her sharp, green eyes at me with her hands on her hips, leaning in slightly. "Do not take that tone with me young man. You will know once you're married, but she isn't to know a thing unless we are ready for her to."

She didn't know I had already tasted her blood. I did find it hard to stop but I did. Something inside me took over and forced me to. Her being mine all these years, in the back of my mind, had me ready to stop. But I could have kept going. Years ago I was angry that I had to marry her so I took it out on her. Now I was becoming protective over her.

Her blood from all those years ago, had created a slight bond between us - even after all this time.  I normally could snap the neck of a human and not think twice, but she was mine in every sense of the word.

That's what all this was about, I was realizing. Her blood. My idiotic self just had to taste her and now I'm reaping the consequences.

I sighed, rubbing my face. "If no one is supposed to know that she is special and can carry my child and turn, then how are you going to appease the public when they start rioting over the fact that their Prince is marrying a human? What will you tell them then?" 

I really just wanted answers.

Mother smiled. "Well, that is where the council's stamp of approval comes in. All we need to do is say that the council betrothed you for a reason and that is all they will need. Sienna is under the council's protection."

"But, isn't that basically telling them she is special? A human would never get protection from the council." I argued. I needed as much info as I could get and what better way than asking questions.

"Sebastian" Mother sighed, her hands moving up to my shoulders as she looked up at me. "Don't worry about that part. The vampires are fearful of the council. They won't touch her - but even so, I don't want anyone knowing she can bare your children and change. We will just say she is special." 

Letting out the breath I was holding, I let mother kiss my cheek before I began to retreat back to the halls. I received no real answers, but I trusted my mother. I just needed to be careful and stay away from Sienna until the wedding. It would be hard, especially with my sharing a bed with her for now, but it had to be done. I wasn't going to give up the throne.

"Alright. Whatever. But as soon as this marriage is bonded, I want answers."

I stormed out of the room ignoring my mother's protests. I needed a drink. A real one. Might as well visit the slave quarters before breakfast.

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Sienna's POV.

I managed to make it down to breakfast just in time after getting lost on my way to the dining room a few times. The maids were helpful in helping me find my way.

Serephine, Magnus, and Sebastian all turned their faces up to me once the clicking of my heels alerted them to my arrival. 

I offered a warm smile but I stopped short once I got a look of the room I was standing in. The dining room was fit for a King, the beauty of this room couldn't compare to any that I had seen in the past few years that Delannah had allowed me to come to parties with her.

This dining room had extremely tall ceilings like the rest of the castle, only this room seemed to actually be two stories high with four columns holding it up. There was a murrell on the ceiling, angels and other creatures painted in such a life like way that gave me chills. It told a story - one I wasn't sure of, but a story nonetheless.

The room was done in gold and creams, a pop of bold colors here and there. The entire far wall, all one giant glass window looking out onto the sea, which was just right outside the back doors. It was breathtaking.

"It's so beautiful." I breathed, my eyes wide and lips parted as I scanned the area.

"Thank you." Serephine's laughter reminded me of silver bells - musical and such a pretty sound. "Good morning Sienna. I do hope you slept well!"  She beamed at me with her megawatt smile, lips a dark red.

I smiled at Serephine, glancing at Sebastian whose face held no expression as he watched me, his gaze lingering over my form.

"I did. Thank you. Best sleep I've had since I was 8." I felt a blush cover my cheeks.

I walked over toward the chair that Sebastian had so gallantly pulled out for me across from him, and sat, smiling up at his stony expression. "Good morning."

"Morning" he replied curtly causing me to flinch inwardly. He has changed since this morning, but he did say it was to be expected...

I had worn a soft, coral, short dress with gold detail, remembering how nice I looked in the color, in hopes Sebastian would notice. My hair, I left in loose curls down my back with light makeup and a pair of gold heeled sandals. I thought I looked pretty , like a princess should. I had a hard time picking my clothes because Delannah had always done that.

He sat back across from me, a frown on his face then glanced away, avoiding eye contact so I focused on Magnus, wishing him a good morning.

The maid had already come to Sebastian's room to ask me what I'd like for breakfast. I didn't know what to tell her since I had never actually made any decisions but she helped me decide.

The plates were brought out promptly upon my arrival.

"This all looks delicious!" I exclaimed , my mouth watering at the Bacon, feta, tomato, spinach omelet in front of me with a side of mango juice.

"I've never actually gotten to choose my own breakfast before! This is quite a treat!" I smiled at my plate, already feeling free from the confines of Delannah.

A fist pounding on the table had me jolting from my seat slightly, looking alarmed at the cause of the loud bang.

Sebastian glared at me with a fierceness, fist on the table, knuckles turning white around his fork. I didn't understand why he was mad.

"A treat!? Picking your own food shouldn't be a phucking treat, Sienna! It's your right. It's your choice." He glared, voice loud and alarming.

I shrank back in my seat, looking unsure at the wide eyed expressions from his parents. I lowered my head, taking a sip of the mango juice and clearing my throat. There was a lump that didn't want to go down and I felt like I was going to cry.

If he wants to be a jerk then I'll keep my barriers up. I have had them my whole life. One small slip up last night, feeling safe had me crumbling but I won't let him inimidate me. I met his harsh gaze, his eyes as blue as the sea - a raging storm.

I needed to be the girl Delannah raised.

" I apologize If I upset you Sebastian." I straightened my posture. "I've not had the luxury, you must understand, so yes, it is a treat for me." I replied, happy my voice sounded firm and polite.

He just stared at me with hatred on his face.

Why is he so angry??

I kept my features blank with one eyebrow lifted, saving face.

"Sienna," Serephine caught my attention, saving the tension thatbhad formed. "After breakfast, a maid will meet you upstairs in the lounge of your bedchambers. She's to be your lady in waiting but we don't use such terms anymore. Basically she is your private maid. She will show you around the castle. Magnus, Sebastian and I have some business to discuss so she will assist you until we are finished." Her beautiful smile was show stopping.

I nodded with a tight smile. "Of course Serephine."

I guess it would be something I'd have to get used to.

Magnus cleared his throat. "Did you get to see your room yet? It's next door to Sebastian's in the foyer of your living quarters. It won't be finished for a few more days but you are free to tell you personal maid whatever you'd like to have in it."

I blushed, feeling my unsureness peek it's ugly head. "Oh.. Um.. I havent seen inside but ... Oh I'm not sure what I would like. It can just be picked for me." I smiled.

My eyes were drawn to the clatter of a fork to a plate, seeing Sebastian fuming.

"Sienna, pick some phucking things out of the catalog you like. You're not a phucking slave. Act like an individual. Not a damn robot." He bitnout harshly, making me flinch.

"Sebastian!" Both Magnus and Serephine shouted as they sent a death glare towards their son.

Serephine reminded me of a snake ready to strike before her body turned toward me and she smiled gently. "Darling excuse him, I'm afraid I've made him a bit cranky".

My eyes and nose began to sting but I willed myself not to cry. I needed to be strong - I just didn't know why he was acting like this.

I set my linen down gently and sighed, raising my eyebrows with a plastered smile. "If you'll all excuse me, I'm rather full and wish to go lie down." I pushed my seat back, ignoring Sebastian and my uneaten food, and went back upstairs to the foyer of Sebastian and my living quarters.

The tears prickled my eyes and I couldn't help but to feel alone again. He did tell me he wouldnt be like he was last night, all the time..but I didn't expect this.

This was awful.

I sat on the sofa in the foyer of our bed chambers and lay there, wiping away the tears. I've been alone thus far, but at least I've always had Priscilla. Now, I don't have anyone. But I'm not going to pity myself. I'll be how mother told me I should always be...

Cold. Not feeling a thing.

It's clear I can't put any emotion Into this... union.

That's all it was. A union. He promised to make me happy but I'm not sure he meant emotionally. He confuses me already..

I guess this is what you get living with vampires. I thought Sebastian would be different but it seems he's not. I thought he cared.

The knock at the door had me sitting upright, making sure my makeup didn't reveal the fact I'd been crying. I didn't want to seem weak.

"Come in!" I called

The door creaked open revealing a petite blonde, smiling ear to ear. Her hair was in a bun and she wore a simple, black, maid's dress with black Mary Janes on her feet. She kept smiling at me, bowing her head in respect.

"Hello Princess Isabella. It's an honor to meet you. I'm Sofia, your personal maid." She closed the door as I stood.

"Hello Sofia. Please. Call me Sienna. It's nice to meet you." I smiled.

Her pretty brown eyes brightened a fraction. "You're human?"

Smiling once more, I nodded my head. "I am."

Sighing in relief, she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand and relaxed. "Thank goodness. I thought I'd be stuck dealing with another vampire." She gasped and instantly brought her hand to cover her mouth, eyes widening at the realization that she had just spoken out of line.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-"

I couldn't help but to giggle. "its ok. I feel the same way at times. Please. Come sit." I sat back down and gestured to the seat across from me.

Her smile was contagious. She came and sat in front of me, hands held in her lap. I noticed the freckles that kissed her skin on her cheeks and nose. It wasn't noticeable unless you were close. I had never seen freckles on anyone but Priscilla told me about them once.

"So... What's it that you do here Sofia? I mean... What does a personal maid do exactly?" I inquired.

She seemed nice enough. I don't think I'd have to keep my princess facade up around her. Her aura was bright. I didn't feel threatened by her; she was human after all. She looked as if she were my age but I couldn't tell.

"Well.." She spent a moment thinking before a grin broke free. "I just do whatever you need me to do! I can bring you food, I help you with your hair and makeup, picking out outfits to wear, etcetera. Today, I've been instructed to give you a tour of the castle, and Prince Sebastian has demanded that you pick the designs you want for your room. I guess you could say I'm your servant.. I just do whatever you want me to do." Shrugging with a smile still on her lips, she acted as if it were no big deal. She raised her hand, moving away some blonde strands that had gotten in her face and I could see for just a moment, a real teenager.

I shook my head, laughing a little. "Sofia. Forgive me but I don't think I could manage that. How about we just be friends? If you need to do what Sebastian asks you, I understand but.. Let's just be friends first. Is that ok with you?" I didn't want to have someone at mt beck and call.

She relaxed and sighed. "Yes ma'am. That sounds lovely"

"Please. Call me Sienna. That's an order." I grinned, sounding playful.

Sofia's lips quirked. "Ok.. Sienna." She giggled."Well. This is different. Shall we get started? I don't want to get into trouble." Her lips mashed into a thin line and I was sure that the LeCreaux's didn't just give them a slap on the wrist.

I nodded. "Alright. Show me around then"

Sofia led me out of the lounge, heading down the hall. We walked side by side and I noticed she was about the same height as me - maybe an inch taller?

"So what all does this castle have?"

She grimaced. "Well.. There are 213 rooms in the castle, so we should probably start on this floor." She glanced at me with a small smile.

I gaped at her. "213? This will take all day!"

She shrugged. "Possibly but they've asked that I make sure you know what every room is. So you know where to go."

I nodded with a sigh.

"But. " she stopped walking and turned toward me. "We aren't allowed in the dungeon, the blood quarters or the slave quarters."

I paled.

"W-what are in those places?"

Sofia's face turned pale, browm eyes going wide.

'Trust me princess you don't want to know."
Sofia kept on walking so I shook my thoughts away and caught up with her.

Surely it cant be that bad...

Hopefully...

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200 rooms and two hours later, I had seen all the libraries, offices, spare rooms, atriums, green houses, gardens, game rooms, bar lounges, etc etc etc. my feet were starting to hurt from the stilettos that I have been expected to wear since I was fifteen.

"Hold on Sofie. I need to get out of these shoes." I stopped, reached down, and pulled my heels off, holding them in my hands.

I looked over at Sofia who was beaming ear to ear with a sweet look on her cute face. It caused me to frown, looking over my shoulder before I settled on her face with an arched brow.

"What? What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" I was confused.

She clapped her hands together. "You called me Sofie! No one has ever called me that but my family. I like it." She couldn't stop smiling.

Laughter spilled from my lips.  "Alright then. Sofie it is."

She kept on smiling to herself, swishing her dress along as we walked. Suddenly she turned to me, grabbing onto my arm.

"Can I ask you something?" She seemed unsure as she bit her lower lip.

I nodded. "Of course."

A frown marred her forehead as she struggled for the words.

"Why are you marrying the Prince? You're nice... And you're human.. Isn't it ... against everything for a pureblood to fratenize with humans?" Her tone was filled with curiosity and wonderment. I wasn't sure how to answer this.

I nodded slowly, thinking of my words. "Usually. So I've been told. But this was arranged when I was a baby. I was raised by a vampire that pretended to be my mother. I didn't know vampires existed up until yesterday. I ... don't know why I'm marrying him but they tell me my blood is special. That's all I know." I shrugged.

Her lips parted in surprise. "Must be very very special then." She looked at me as if I were an alien who had just told her I had come for world domination. I blame Priscilla for my alien fascination.

"Please Sofie. Don't treat me like everyone else treats me just because of this information. I'm tired of everyone putting me on a pedestal because they think I'm some magic blooded anomoly." I pleaded with her.

Her gaze met mine. "I won't Sienna. I'm just.. Shocked. Purebloods are supposed to be.. fierce creatures. And they are. Especially to humans. He hasn't... Tried to hurt you?"

I shook my head. "No.. He saved me. From my mother. Well... The vampire that raised me. He's been kind to me. But... I've noticed he has very bad mood swings. I don't know what's up or down sometimes." I sighed .

I hope she was trustworthy with my words.. She felt trustworthy but everything I've ever known has been turned upside down so I can't be so sure now..

There was evident surprise on her face as her jaw hinged open. "H-has he.... Kissed you?"

I nodded. "I am his betrothed after all."

"Whoa" she whispered in wonder.

I frowned, wondering what was the big deal. Suddenly she looked around to make sure no one was near and proceeded to drag me into a spare bedroom, locking it after we were in.

"What are you doing Sofie!?" I couldn't keep the pamic at bay.

"Shhh! I need to tell you something.. Since we are.. Friends..." She smiled "I want to warn you.. "

"Warn me about what??" I asked.

What else could possibly go wrong now? What secrets does Sebastian harbor that I don't know?

The look on her face said I was about to find out.

Fin-
Of ch. 6

What could be the secret warning Sofie has?

Sebastian is becoming detatched after one day! He's freaking out

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