Mission

Luciana went with prince Raziel to the secluded side of the library. Only royals and some nobilities were entitled to that section. He then left her alone to make whatever research she wanted to make.

The prince came back hours later, only to find Luciana still sitting there, immersed in the book she was reading, or maybe it was another.

"Vampire weaknesses?" He read aloud as he covered the book to get her attention. "You are really planning to end our race?"

"Your highness." She bowed politely, but then continued her reading.

"I didn't expect to see you here." He said, then he went to check the shelves, looking for a book.

"I spend a lot of time reading your highness." She said to him.

"I don't expect that from you though."

She then closed her book and turned her attention to him, clearly irritated by what he said, and what it implied.

"Why?"

"You know..."

"Most humans are not educated, and have no business reading a book." She completed his statement, and he shook his head, his lips holding a lazy grin.

"Something like that."

"Your kind are to be blamed for that you know." Luciana said, and the prince came back to her. She guessed she had angered him.

"You know I could kill you now..."

"And nothing will happen, because I am human and you are the vampire prince." She completed his statement again, not trying to sound rude. But she didn't care about his anger either.

"Bold of you to assume that was what I was going to say." He replied, getting more and more fascinated by her.

"I believe I am not too far from the truth." She remarked.

He walked to stand in front of her table, then leaned, wanting to purposefully intimidate her. "If you aren't careful enough, these words of yours might just be the last."

But the human didn't flinch. It was as if she didn't notice what he was trying to do.

"You know, I love to imagine my death." She began, and his mouth fell open, then closed. When he thought he was getting used to her weirdness, she says something unbelievable again.

"I believe I will die in one of your hands, maybe even yours."

"Why do you say so?" He asked curiously.

"Because most nobilities find me to be ill-mannered. I have only been lucky to survive this long." She told him bluntly.

"Then you should probably stop being ill-mannered to at least prolong your days."

Her empty brown eyes looked up into his curious ones. "My days are not worth prolonging your highness." He frowned at her.

"Just know that I will not kill you."

"Why?" Luciana asked curiously.

"You are certainly the most interesting human I know." He took a lock of hair that fell on her face, and tucked it behind her ear. She stiffened when she felt his fingers touch her.

"So you won't kill me because you find me interesting?" She asked, comporting herself.

"Yes." He answered.

"I certainly make some kind of entertainment for you, and you want to preserve me."

"If you put it that way." He shrugged.

"Do you preserve every human you find entertaining?"

"No. But I want to preserve you in particular." He said, staring deep into her eyes.

"But you sure can kill anyone who isn't entertaining enough." She retorted.

"You presume a lot of things."

"You have a reputation your highness. And the first impression you left says a lot." She was referring to the time he killed the werewolf guard in the inn she was before coming to the castle. Not that she didn't want him dead, because she really did. She had even wished to kill him by herself many times, but she didn't have the means. She was only telling the prince because she believed that he killed because because he could.

"What does my reputation say?" He gave her a lopsided smirk, as if already knowing the answer to the question.

"Ruthless, skilled at battle, cruel, and many more."

Prince Raziel only chuckled.

"Do you enjoy reading too your highness?" She asked, suddenly changing the topic.

"Yes. That is what I came back here to do before I saw that you are still here. May I know what you have learnt so far or do you still want to keep it to yourself?"

"I'd rather keep it to myself." She answered politely.

He just shook his head, before he got himself immersed in his own book. Hours later, he decided Luciana should go back.

"You have been here for too long. You should go."

"But..."

"I wasn't asking."

She covered the book and stood up.

"Yes your highness. And thank you for letting me use here."

"Why do you look so pale anyway?" He asked the weird human.

"I can't tell your highness."

Probably because of her malnutrition and lack of sleep.

The prince then walked her back to the inn.

When they got to the inn, the first person they met was Rebecca, as she was standing outside. Luciana smiled, knowing that she would be riled up because the prince was with her.

"Your highness." Rebecca bowed.

"Have the girls had their lunch?" He asked.

"Yes your highness."

He then turned to Luciana. "You missed lunch."

She nodded, unbothered. She didn't plan to eat.

"Tell the chef to make her something." He ordered Rebecca, and the werewolf bowed before leaving. Luciana guessed that she was probably seething in anger.

"Why do you care about us? Or is it for different reason?" She asked, curious to know.

"You all are my responsibility." He replied. "See you later Luciana, and try not to die."

He then walked away.

Annalise was so happy to see Luciana, and she became happier when she heard that she came with the prince. Even the other girls in the room were all excited.

"So your strange attitude has done you something good." Annalise squealed.

She made Luciana sit down, then loosened her braids, letting her hair fall in waves.

"You are beautiful Luciana. You just try so hard to make yourself appear unattractive." Annalise said to her, almost sadly.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Rebecca barged in.

"Human!" She called angrily.

"Oh, it's the dog." Luciana muttered under her breath, but she knew Rebecca could hear her.

"Call me that one more time and..."

"Relax Rebecca. You should get some rest once in a while." Luciana cut her off.

"I am 'Lady Rebecca' to you." Rebecca corrected. She really wanted to strangle the worthless human.

"You were introduced to us as 'Rebecca'. You might be a lady one day, but I am not sure it's today." Luciana deadpanned, and Rebecca suddenly gripped her hair, unable to control her anger anymore.

"I will leave a word with the prince of how you try to hurt one of his properties. He happened to feel so responsible for us."

Rebecca released her forcefully, and Luciano's head almost hit the table.

"I actually came to tell you to stay away from the prince." Rebecca demanded.

"Why?"

"Because you are not worthy of being in his presence."

"And you are?" Luciana asked with a mocking smile.

"I am very much better than you, human."

"Too bad he doesn't notice the better you." Luciana said. "And by the way, he asked you to get me food. You should do so. I want it here."

Annalise gasped. Luciana would never learn.

"Why should I bring it to you?"

"Because I won't eat elsewhere, and you will get in trouble for starving me." Luciana said with a shrug, and Rebecca angrily stormed out of the room.

"Finally I can think." Luciana breathed out in relief, ignoring the looks she was getting from her roommates.

She began to ponder upon what she had learnt from the library. She learnt that almost all supernatural creatures have classes, depending on how pure their blood was. She also learnt that over the years, the royals have preserved their pure blood by only breeding with people with pure blood too. They also strengthen themselves by drinking blood from other creatures, most especially the sirens.

Then she found out that most vampires are allergic to ash, but she didn't know how true it was. She planned to experiment on it. It was common knowledge that werewolves were allergic to wolfsbane, but some have developed immunity against it. She wondered if the prince would let her use the kingdom's laboratory. She highly doubted that as it was the first laboratory to ever be built, and only a few people had access to it.

She was going to try anyway. If she was going to continue living, she would as well create something for the humans to defend themselves. That could be her mission in life. She smiled sardonically.