Laurent and Ophelia

The Vampire’s kingdom

Lord Laurent was irritated with the lady’s outburst, but he had always been told that women with child, had quite the attitude.

“I instructed the Butler to do so.” Lord Laurent said.

The Burtler who was already on his way up, thanked his stars that the Lord was already there. Dealing with the new Queen was something he dreaded so much.

“But why? Why would you order him to do such? Are you not scared of me being in a room alone, unprotected?”

“My Love, I would kill a thousand to protect you. I would kill the last Vampire here is as much as your hair lost a strand.”

“Bear with me and stay, I would visit you more often.”

He said and at the point he managed to convince her.

He stood by the side and watched on, his piercing gaze fixed on the servants bustling about. They were carefully relocating his bride's, Lady Ophelia's, belongings from their shared chambers to a newly prepared room.