His Queen

6. The Pledge

Failure to pledge to the agreement I would lose my title and no longer be the king of the vampire world.

Next in line would be Valentino.

I could not believe this was happening to me.

"They also said they believe you might be their next target. The vampire hunters' next target. That explains why they are escalating things by giving you only a month to settle down," Eric continued.

He then looked around the room, as if searching for something. My study walls were filled with ceiling high bookshelves, some of the books resting on them for centuries. There was a fireplace and seating area, where I was currently pacing around. His eyes landed on an enclosed shelf that had sliding doors, that was where we kept most of the records.

"What do we even know about these hunters? They are descendants of humans who were once brought in as slaves, years ago. Why do they have so much hatred for something that happened centuries ago? Why take revenge now and not back then? Something is not adding up,"

Eric walked towards the hidden bookshelf and eyed it carefully, running his fingers over the labels of books and folders that were stacked messily on it.

My doing.

Sometimes I would have to pull old records to deal with people who would falsely claim my father owed them some form of reparations or for other affairs that required peeking into the history to make better present decisions.

"There has to be some sort of bookkeeping, some records that indicate who was brought in and how many, exactly."

I stopped pacing, finally catching up to what he was doing.

"You're right, perhaps we find some information that might just help us defeat them, or figure out what they want. If they're out of the picture, then I won't have this sword looming over my head to have an heir in the first place. I won't have to get married anytime soon either," I joined Eric and started to shuffle through the records to find what we were looking for.

The vampire hunters have shaken up the peace of this kingdom and seriously challenged my reign. My subjects were losing faith and the court members were on an edge. Defeating them or bringing them to justice would literally solve all my problems.

We finally came across a title that grabbed both of our attention.

The Slave Trades (1820)

I pulled out the book and examined it, it was a rustic brown cover that read the title and had my grandfathers name at the bottom. That meant the movement was approved by him when he was the king.

Placing the book flat on my desk with a thud, my fingers started to move along on their own, as if to uncover the secrets of the past. Eric came and stood beside me, equally as curious. I flipped the pages one by one, the first couple of pages seemed like a plan to enter into the human world and notes on how to choose the targets.

I briefly glanced over the information and it made me sick to my stomach. I was never the one to sympathize with humans as I was raised to consider them weak and below our title. Even though they weren't slaves anymore, I never considered them worthy or a part of our community just like any other vampire.

Maybe that is why they felt so neglected and outcasted.

Maybe I should've worked towards bringing a change into our world.

Although they might be physically weak and don't possess as much power as us, they were still smart creatures who had succeeded in building defenses against us.

And now they were fully attacking us without any special gifts or abilities that we were born with. They changed their own reality to make it work for them.