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EDITED

"What do you mean by killing their own kind?"

"Liliane and Lincoln are the infamous twins in the vampire society. They are renowned for their gruesome killing," she simply replied. "Of course, they don't kill all kinds of vampires. They belong to Noble Blood. The second highest ranking in the vampire world, Picasa."

   "So... what kind of vampires do they kill?" I inquired, wary of what's coming next.

   "Rest assured, they only kill the Crazed and New Blood. Crazed is the lowest ranking; they lost their sanity and turned into a monster that craves blood and nothing else. New Bloods are the fledging vampires that just turned. Most of them are bitten by Crazed when they're still humans, Picasa."

   "Picasa, isn't there supposed to be Vampire Hunters that do the dirty job?" I questioned, settling down on the bed.

   "Vampire Hunters are rare and expensive to hire. High Bloods and Noble Bloods are the ones responsible for tackling the Crazed, Picasa." She answered, joining me on the bed.

   I blinked at her words. "Just Crazed? What about the New Bloods? Aren't they... mad or something?"

   "No. The Twins just kill them for fun. Hobby even, Picasa."

   I stared at Picasa, lost for words. What kind of people, or vampires, kill for fun? That's just sick. I thought to myself. "Is Marcus fine with it?"

   "Somehow, Picasa." Processing what she said earlier, I stayed quiet and wondered why Marcus didn't just eliminate them. While I'm deep in thought, Picasa stood up and brushed her skirt.

   "Where are you going?" I asked, looking up. She placed a finger on her lips before turning around to face the door. Curious, I mimicked her actions and stood there waiting.

   "You're still as careful as ever, Picasa." The silky voice chuckled. Widening my eyes in surprise, I could feel the woman next to me stiffened.

   "Lincoln, Picasa." She said, her voice was devoid of any emotion.

   The door opened and the brat I saw earlier entered casually as if he own this house. "Picasa, there's no need to be cautious around me," he gave a sickly sweet smile to her. "Your Master accepted me, so why can't you?" 

   "Ex-Master you mean, Picasa."

   The glint in his scarlet eyes disappeared. "Who's the new master?"

   Clearing my throat, I stepped away from Picasa's side and declared,"That would be me, fancy kiddo."

   A smirk reached his arrogant face. "You? Lord Marcus' supposed granddaughter?"

   "Supposed?" I repeated, anger boiling in me. "Allow me to re-arrange your hideous face-"

   My nails transformed into claws as I aimed for his eyes. Out of nowhere, an arm shot up and blocked my way. Unable to stop my attack, my claws landed on the arm and scratched it. Blood started dripping from the gaping wound. Lincoln smirked at me before walking out from the room like nothing happened.

   "Picasa!" I exclaimed, grabbing her arm to examine it. "Lincoln, don't leave! You wimp!"

   "I'll be f-fine..." she stammered, her lips turned into a thin line.

   "You're not fine - you didn't say Picasa at the end of your sentence!"

   Wow, Artemis. Is that how you show concern to others? My inner voice mocked. When the smell of her blood reached my nostrils, I battled with my inner vampire to keep myself from biting her. "Picasa, can you heal?" My lips quivered ever so slightly. "I... can't hold on much longer." A grunt emerged from her throat as she squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on mending the wound.

   The flapping skins reverted back to their original form, the blood started clotting and eventually everything looked normal again. "Thank god." I mumbled, staring at her flawless arm. "Why did you stop me?" I asked, tearing my eyes off from the arm and focused on her. Her eyelids drooped at my question. Taking her time, she stood up and brushed her skirt.

   "Lincoln is not the person you want to fight with, Picasa." Picasa explained, avoiding my scrutinising stare.

   "He's the person that I would like to fight with-" I started, rolling my sleeves up for the effect.

   "I'm serious, Picasa." she interjected, her eyes turned cold. At loss for words, I pushed her away from the door and headed outside. The seemingly endless corridor always found a way to unnerve me. Pouting, I stalked away to the spiral staircase and went downstairs. It's always beneficial that my bedroom was at second floor; it made things easier that way.

   Out from the corner of my eye, Lord Marcus came out from the living room and spared a glance at me before entering the room beside it. Judging from his glance, he must be mad at me or at least, displeased. Rolling my eyes at the thought of it, I opened the door and was about to leave the mansion when he spoke up.

   "Kitchen is at third floor."

   "I didn't ask the where about of the kitchen." I shot back, avoiding eye contact with him.

   "I know what you're planning to do, Artemis..." He sighed, standing near the door. "You wanted to feed again right? Human blood is more delicious than deers." Unable to respond with one of my snarky remarks, I stood there showing my back to him and pretended he's invisible. Another sigh was released from him before the door clicked shut behind him. Spinning around, I double checked that he really entered the room and bounded upstairs. His intentions were well but sometimes I couldn't help but felt like he's invading my privacy.

   Once I arrived the third floor, I was immediately greeted by the tempting smell of blood and wine. Maids dressed in well, French maid dresses moved from one room to the others. The sense of urgency was clear as I eyed their rapid movements despite the tightness of their costumes. As usual, the floors were cleaned until you can see your reflection on it.

   "Princess, what do you need?" A silky voice asked in a very polite manner.

   "Princess?" I echoed, turning around to face the petite lady.

   "Why of course! After all, you are the granddaughter of King Marcus." She exclaimed, widening her eyes as if she couldn't believe that I'm not from royalty.

   "No I'm just - " I tried to explain only to be interrupted by another maid.

   "Margaret! You know King Marcus says not to tell Princess Artemis that he's a king!" An angry voice boomed across the hallway, causing heads to turn around.

   "Gwen - you told her." The maid named Margaret stuttered, her oval shaped face was written with the word fear all over it.

   "Shoot!" Gwen cried, her hand flew on her mouth during the process. "I - I mean..."

   So Lord Marcus is actually King Marcus? King of what? I wondered. Meanwhile, the rest of the maids stopped whatever they had been doing and started, panicking. Gwen - who seemed like the head of the maids - shouted to them about minding their manners to be overheard. Their frenzied talks instantly died down and stared at me.

   "Mistress, what do you ask of us?" Margaret inquired, giving me an apologetic look.

   "I just... wanted some wine and blood." I mumbled, casting my gaze on the floor. It's hard to face people when they're clearly focusing and eyeing your actions.

   "Please, allow me to stop by your room when your request is finished." She informed me, leading me back to the stairs. "What type of blood, Miss?"

   "O please." With that, I retreated back to the safety of my room and curled into a ball on my bed. Images of Marcus wearing some fancy gold crown filled my mind when I rolled around the sheets. Eventually I came to a resolution: to save the maids from any punishments, I will pretend not knowing that my grandfather is actually a king.

   The King Of Vampires, most likely.

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A/N 

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