Candela

At that moment, she became paralyzed. Unable to move. Unable to speak. Even her fingers, she can’t move it. Only she can hear was her own breath. Uneven and seems like she’ll lost her conscious for any second of the time.

Lord Blade is in the top of her. Her body was under his cold body but yet, heat ignited on her. As if she’s under the blazing ball of fire. The stares she get from the arrogant prince. She could melt for any moment.

“I don’t know who you really are, Candela. I don’t even have any idea of who the fuck you are. But here I am, wanting your blood. Wanting every inch of you. Wanting to lay my eyes on you. What have you done to me? Answer me.” His words, it’s full of authority and its intimidate the hell out of her.

Her strength. Her power. Her will to think of the right way to escape the lord, all of it got vanished. It disappeared into thin air by just a flick.

“Cat got your tongue? I thought you’re hard as stone. Savage than I thought. So, why not answer me now? Who the hell are you to do this to me!” he yelled on het face. His breathe touches her face.

The room invaded by darkness but one thing she was sure even she didn’t see it, is that the lord’s burning eyes. Fixed on her and skinning her alive.

“Who are you?!” he asked again. So, she pressed her eyes shut. What is the fucking problem of this prince to her?

As far as she remembered, she didn’t do anything to him. It was all started when this prince saved her life in the woods. That’s all. She can’t remember that she did something wrong to him so that, he’ll be angry like this.

“I already told you. I am Candela Rio, a low-class vampire of the ci-”

“Fuck that low-class! Fuck your alibies! Do you think you can fool me? Do you think I’ll believe you for your lies? I know you’re into something… of course I knew it!”

Her eyes pressed shut instantly widened. She became rigid as lumps on her throat doubled. He knows about her plan? He knows who the hell she is?

‘Fuck Candela! This is gonna be your end!’

“A low-class vampire, huh?” She whimpered in pain as the prince’s claw dugout into her wrist. The smells of her own blood invade the whole room. Fuck! That’s hurt.

“A low-class vampire having a royal blood? Do you think you can hide it to me?”

A royal blood? But she wasn’t a royal born vampire. Royal blood isn’t on her veins.

“The first time I laid my eyes on you, I know you’re her. You’re that child who was taken away from this palace. I know you, Candela. I know the whole you so why keep on saying that you’re a low-class vampire even you’re not?”

“W–what are you talking about?” Confusion. Lots of questions filled her mind. But when she felt pain ripped through her neck, scream like there’s no end. Blade bite her. His fangs on her neck. It’s tearing every part of her.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“No!” Candela’s whole body’s trembling tremendously. Her sweats dropped from her forehead. Darkness welcomed her, so do the tranquility of the night.

A dream. It was all a dream. A dream suddenly popped on her mind. Sending chaotic questions on her. Lord Blade, it was him who mark her. The pain gives by his fangs. It was all a dream but why does it felts so real?

All throughout the day, Candela’s mind was occupied by her dream last night. She keeps of thinking about that dream? The meaning of it and the reason why she dream of that.

For heaven’s sake, she’s avoiding everything about that Lord but why does she need to dream of him. And the subject of her dream. It looks like a warning for her to be more cautious and careful. Her plan, he knew it based on her dream. But how come?

Another thing that makes her thoughts tangled is the ‘royal blood part’. She isn’t a royal blooded. Yes, her parents maybe the real ruler of the town but based on her mother, royal blood didn’t run through their veins.

Her dream, that’s impossible to happen. Maybe she’s just overreacting about that. Maybe it’s just a random dream that deals nothing with her. Yeah, that’s it. It’s just a dream, nothing but a dream that she shouldn’t take care of.

She’s being careful about her plan so, it’s very impossible to Lord Blade knew it. Another is, they’ve just met weeks ago. They didn’t even see each other everyday. So how will he know about her plan and identity?

If there’s someone who’s possible to knew something, that’s Primo. Because he was the one who always on her side. But nevertheless, she knew Primo knows nothing.

“Candela, right?” She turned to faced someone who spoke behind her. It was Liam, the head of the knights who smiled at her. Showing his perfect set of teeth and dimples. His eyes also smiling at her as if he’s really happy upon seeing her.

She smiled back. “What can I do for you, Mister?” she asked.

She heard him chuckled, smoothly. “Primo was right, you really are formal. Look, I’m just a knight here not a Lord nor a prince. You can drop the ‘Mister’ part.”

“Everyone’s calling you with that title,” she reasoned out.

“Yeah, everyone except for the Lords, Ladies and Princes. But I’m allowing you to call me by my name, Candela. Unless, I’ll call you too with the title of Miss or might as well, Lady Candela. How was that?”

She rolled her eyes into air. “Fine. I’ll call you dropping the Mister.”

“Liam. Call me Liam. I would love to hear my name coming from you, milady.” She stiffened when Liam bowed in front of her before taking her hand and kissed the back of her palm.

No one did that to her. Not even Owen whom she felt attraction before. Only Liam that and she didn’t do anything to hold back her hand.

“You smell’s nice.” Her forehead creased. “Ahm… sorry if you got it bad. It wasn’t my intention to bring up something weird meaning. I just like to tell you that you really smell nice. It’s lingering on my nostrils.” Then he let out small laugh.

“Should I thank you then for complimenting me,”

“No, you shouldn’t. What I’ve said is just a pure facts, sort of praised.” He winked at her but she didn’t pay attention on it. This man, Liam, has the friendly and positive vibes. He has this scrawny attitude and somehow, she likes it. At least, she can lessen the worries creep through her.

“Do you have anything else to do after that?” Liam inquire while looking at the sprinkler she’s holding.

“Aside from watering the plants, I still have rooms to clean up. Also, I still have Primo, I’ll fed him this lunch.”

Grin appeared on Liam’s lips. “Primo huh? Did you know that can really eat alone?”

“Actually, no. But since I was his personal maid, it’s my obligation to follow what ever he wants. Even feeding him his foods even if he could do it alone, by himself.”

“Primo really liked you. He’s being clingy with you and I do know why.”