Dare she say, he looked exactly like a father.
Her chain of thoughts broke suddenly as a small cry started resonating in the room causing Felix to drop all traces of his smile as he hurriedly handed the infant to Faith.
“You need to feed her. She must be hungry.”
This time, her touch didn’t pacify the baby immediately, making the experience all the more nerve wrecking for Faith.
Having no time to lift her dress all the way up, she grabbed the neckline of her dress, tearing it down from one side. The ripping sound must’ve surprised the second prince who wasn’t expecting her to act so ferociously out of nowhere.
“I’ll be outside. Call me if you need my assistance.”
Giving her a nod of the head, the silver haired man turned around. He was just about to walk out of the door as a voice stopped him in his tracks,
“Stay. With her in my arms, I feel more anxious than ever. If someone arrives here like… they did in the basement, I don’t know what I’ll do.”
The baby had stopped crying by now. In its place, suckling sounds were echoing through the room. The little vampire princess seemed to be a fast learner.
Still keeping his back turned towards her, he opened his mouth to utter his next words in a grave voice,
“That will not happen again. Antonio crossed a line and he’ll be punished accordingly.”
‘Antonio? The guy who attacked me in the cells?’
“Who’s he?”
Letting out a frustrated sigh, he dragged his feet towards the nearest sofa and plopped himself on the corner, making sure in the process to keep his head facing away from her.
“Antonio is someone who I turned a long time ago. He’s in a slave contract with me.”
“Why did he attack me?”
“He thought he was helping me by doing a dirty deed I couldn’t bring myself to do— kill a child.”
He couldn’t help himself from snorting as he gave her this reply.
“Why did you kidnap me, Felix?”
He had been wasting no time in answering her questions but this time, there was a small pause before he proceeded to give her a response.
“Because father asked me to.”
“Why would you listen to your father to this extent?”
“He saved me. I owe him my life. Besides him, who else do I have in my life?”
He had curled himself on the sofa, his cheek resting on the armrest whilst his arms dangled down. He was tracing something aimlessly on the floor with his fingers.
“Your father is evil, Felix.”
“Who isn’t?”
“Huh?”
His response had startled her.
“Not everyone’s as bad as you think.”
“Hard to believe in a species you’ve never encountered your whole life.”
“You’ve met your mother.”
“Isn’t she a villain in your husband’s book?”
“You’ve met Ares.”
“Isn’t he a villain in my tale?”
His words were pretty neutral. She couldn’t detect any hidden malic or sarcasm in them.
He was merely answering her questions.
“What are you going to do now? Hand me over to Cyrus?”
There was long moment of silence accompanying her question, making her believe that this was indeed his plan.
Her hold on her newborn who was still suckling on her left breast silently, tightened as she unknowingly moved a bit farther away from the silver-haired man curled on the sofa some distance away from her.
“You do not need to fear me. I have told you that I will not harm you or your daughter,”
Unbeknownst to her, her eyes had started following the movements of his fingers on the marble floor as he traced the same letters again and again on its shiny surface.
F A I T H
“I will not hand you over to father. He does not know that I’ve brought you back and he’s not aware of my whereabouts either.”
“Will he not start searching for you when he gets impatient?”
“He doesn’t have the time right now. He’s busy.”
“Busy with what?”
“Busy dealing with the arrival of the Vampire King. It’s his duty as the member of the Vampire Council.”
She stiffened as she heard his monotonous response.
“Ares is here?”
“Yes.”
Her heart raced as she looked down at tiny baby lying in her lap. She had stopped sucking her nipple and was staring back at her with her eyes wide open,
Emerald.
She had her father’s eyes.
A sob built up in her throat as she slowly leaned her head down to place a chaste kiss on her daughter’s right cheek.
“Mommy loves you.”
“She’s lucky.”
“Hm?”
His response had left her confused.
“Nothing. You should let her feed a bit of your blood though your finger now.”
“My finger?”
She was busy adjusting her torn dress in order to not express herself too much when she heard his voice making her stop midway.
“Vampire babies need a bit of blood every now and then to thrive better.”
“Oh...”
Hearing her shuffle with her clothes, he must have realized that she had made herself decent. He had stood up from his place where he had been resting for the half an hour or so. His long legs were taking him in her direction,
Coming to stand near her, the silver haired man looked in her direction before asking for her permission,
"Allow me to."
"....Okay."
She had expected him to cut her finger to place a drop or too near her daughter's lips but instead, he cut his own finger letting the scarlet trail drip down into the infant's mouth.
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Stone Cold
ParanormalHe was Stone Cold.. literally. Frozen in time for centuries, A vampire awaiting his beloved to set him free. History always fascinated her. But she had no idea that it wasn't history that tugged her towards itself. It was the one who lived in the h...
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