"Yes m'lady" She replies

"Kraven is not here anymore, you can call me by my name, and it's not a request it's an order" I declare.

"Lori, you left me with no option, but let me tell you if the king somehow finds out, I will push all the blame on you" she states

"Ok ok, now don't get mad," I say while giggling.

We reach the garden and it's quite dark, it looks intimidating it almost sets a chill down my spine.

"Why is it dark out here?" I question no one in particular.

"We vampires, thrive in the dark, it provides us energy" Seraphina stated

"I see" I wasn't really paying attention to what Seraphina was saying because as we walked, I spotted something that had an eerie glow to it.

I kept walking closer and closer to the object and when I reached it I saw a statue of a beautiful woman. It was a white marble statue and the details of the face were intricately carved.

"Who is this?" I asked Seraphina

"She is the late queen, Lord Kraven's sister, she died 15 years ago" she replied

"Oh,I see, you know, even my mom died that very same year, I really miss my mom, everything was so good when she was there" I whisper starting to get teary but I hold it back.

"Let's go in" I declare. Walking in the garden surely did clear my mind, and now I feel really tired.

I quickly walk up to my room, bid Seraphina a good night, change and jump on the bed. Within minutes I am out.

It has been a year since my mother left us. My dad never really talks to me, since my mother died, he has kept himself locked in his room.

I really miss my mom, but I also miss my dad. Today on her first death anniversary I would like to stay in her room. It was my favourite room in the palace but I don't go there anymore, as it only brings back the memories. But I decided today I will.

As I went inside her room, I walked to her closet and saw a beautiful white dress hung on the handle. I really wanted to try it, to feel my mom and also because it looked so pretty.

I changed into the dress and walked in front of the mirror. As I looked at myself, I couldn't help giggling, the dress was too big for my short frame.

I kept twirling and twirling till I was dizzy and when I stopped, I spotted my dad's angry face.

"How dare you wear this dress? Who gave you the right to do so, you worthless piece of shit" He spat at me, painfully gripping my wrist.

"D-Daddy, what's wrong if I wear this? Also, could you please take off your hand it's hurting, also Mom said you shouldn't use the s-word" I whispered innocently looking down as tears brimmed at the edges of my eyes.

I did not like it when my dad called me a worthless piece of shit, it was heartbreaking to hear something like this from your own father.

"Shut up, you bitch!! And get rid of this dress, you don't get to call me dad, call me father, because you do not mean anything to me, you murderer!!"

He shouted

"D-D-Dad p-please, don't do this," I said, between my sobs and started hiccupping that's when I received a painful slap on my cheeks, then there was another, and yet another. It went on for a while, and till my father stopped, I was a crying mess with numb cheeks.

"You are no daughter to me, you never were, I only acted nice to you because she wanted me to, get rid of this dress and no food will be served to you tonight" He spat at me and left.

I took off the dress and ran to my room, curling myself into a ball and crying, that was the first night I slept hungry.

I woke up gasping, looking around, there were sweat beads on my forehead.

As, I thought about the dream, or rather a flashback. That was the first time, my father ever raised his hand at me. After that, it just got worse to the point, that I was a malnourished child with various scars on my body.

I look at the time, it's still early in the morning, I take a sip of water, and am about to go to sleep again when I hear a knock on my door.

I look at the time, it's still early in the morning, I take a sip of water, and am about to go to sleep again when I hear a knock on my door

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