Inara_Me

"You are not human, like us, are you?" The words left my mouth in whispers as my eyes glanced around eyeing the destruction caused by the two men. 

Two men who had effectively taken out Twenty guards. All heavily armed and trained. 

But now, not even one old get up. 

"What gave that away?" My companion, who I had feelings for, mocked. 

"Perhaps the strength we displayed caused her to see reality," in the blink of an eye, he was in front of me making me stumble back in fear. "Is that not true, Princess?" 

I looked to the man who was silent and ever watchful. "Why? Why were you not true?" I loved him, only him I let myself feel for. 

He glanced around and spotted Diwal, my trusted advisor. "No one is true in nature here," he pointed to my advisor, "Not even him." 

Unwanted tears came to my eyes as I glanced around me. I could die tonight and it would all be in their hands. 

"Don't worry, your highness, it's just the time for it to come to light." 

My advisor smiled and so did the other two men.

••••

A gentle yet cold bastard prince. 

The bulky, muscular King to be. 

And a Princess.

~ slow burn ~

The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate

I just stared at the door. It would not take Tristan long to figure out the keywords in the books that I had given to sir Walter. But would he pay attention to something so small?

I bit my lip nervously. Why! Why! Why! I palmed my entire face.

Now I wondered why I would even do this! What if he found out?

I knew I had to talk to estelle. If I had to decide where I had to go with Tristan's proposal, then I had to decide after knowing where Estelle stood.

She was family. I had to do this for her.

The door opened and I watched it as I held my breath.

Relief flooded inside Me once I realised that it was Sir Walter. Thank you God.

I nodded for him to step forward.

He entered and placed the books that I had asked him over the small table beside my bed.

I glanced back at the door. No one was standing inside but I was sure that they were keeping an ear out for what was happening inside.

A letter to estelle - II