Prince Aldrich Theano

Book 2: Chasing The Courtesan!

Before reading!!!

Please no hate on the character...

Aurora is totally different from Cinderella. In my own observation as the writer. Cinderella is weak minded, she's soft and needs someone to come to her rescue bjt Aurora is totally different and quiet the opposite..

Infact she's my favorite character, she's strong, brave, brass, beautiful and nice too!!

I promise you're going to love her and don't worry the story is still going to continue here!

Chapter 1: Madam Dubois's Pleasure Palace

Prince Aldrich's Theano

"Do you know where my father is?"Prince Aldrich says loudly as he stared at his man servant Sean who looks quite scared and intimidated..

"He's busy...with the queen"Sean replies stuttering with his words, prince Aldrich turned to stare at Sean with a suspicious look on his face but then it dawned on him as he then realized what he meant by "The King" being busy... 

"GET OUT!"Prince Aldrich screams in frustration as he drags his hand running them through roughly on his beautiful styled hair!

The man servant quickly shuffled away from the prince's chambers!!

The past few weeks has been hard for prince Aldrich infact it's been an internal battle for him inside his head. Aldrich cares a lot about his father. King Alaric has been the only parent figure he ever had. His mother died just after his birth and it still kills him because a part of him believes it's his fault she's dead..

Everybody thinks prince Aldrich is cold, arrogant and loves himself too much but that's the only part of himself he let's them catch a glimpse of. He's not saying he's a nice person, he just wants to push everybody away, although it's kind of hard now that he has a new overbearing stepmother who's super nice and wants to get to know him better..

Cindy is good, infact maybe too good. But one thing is for sure no matter how much she tries to be a good mother to him, that won't change his attitude because that's the type of person he wants to be seen as..

Also let's not forget how they've both being going at it like animals in heat. Prince Aldrich might seem to be the type who dosen't give a hoot about gossips or rumors but it's not a secret about how the new queen and king have been going on a full bout of debauchery all around the palace and as disgusting as it sounds, he's happy for his father. Even if he got married before him. Prince Aldrich has probably never seen his father smile before but lately he's been smiling more than usual and for us vampire's. We all live very very long lives, and living that long can be draining and lonely. Even the coldest man on earth will still need someone by his side.

As for his engagement with cateleya it's still going to push forward, he knows he should probably wait for he's destined mate but he just dosen't believe it's going to come that easy for him. Nothing really comes easy for him although many think that the case, I mean who would believe that a Prince like him has problems...

Anyway the type of lessons life has taught him is that nothing comes easy and with love comes a price to pay and the price they pay as vampire to their loved ones is pretty much high!

His mother suffered from it and he's not ready to put anyone through that.

"Your Majesty, Lord Shawnel, Sir Nikolaus, and Marcellus are here to see you. They mentioned something about a trip!"One of the guards rushes in saying as he informed the prince of his surprise visitors....

"The boys are here? I thought they were joking when they suggested it"Prince Aldrich whispers to himself baffled at why his friends were here. They had suggested they venture to explore some brothels outside town but he had turned it down, considering it would be bad if the people found out that their prince was sighted in a brothel drinking and forlicking with women just before his wedding.

He moves past the guards walking down the hallway leading to the large receiving room.. 

"Finally you're here, can't believe you kept us waiting!"Shawnel says in a cheerful manner with a glass of drink in hand. Shawnel, Marcellus, Nikolaus, all three are childhood friends of Prince Aldrich, they grew up together, had their first drink together, had their first vampire hunt together. They do literally everything together and they are all sworn brothers. 

As annoying as they might be they're all his sworn brothers, not by blood but have sworn to protect and be with eachother untill eternity. Also they're vampires too , which makes it quiet easy to relate to eachother..

"Come on, remember we owe you a pleasure filled trip, there's this newly opened brothel outside of town, I hear they have the best dancer, drinks and ladies... Aren't you excited, you'll be serviced by the most Skillful courtesan"Nickolaus says chuckling as he goes in to grab prince Aldrich roughly...

"No, no and no. Also Shawnel isn it a bit too early to start drinking?"Prince Aldrich asks scoffing at him...

"He's a vampire! He can't get drunk remember?"Marcel says laughing..

"Brother try and relax, you don't need to be so uptight especially with us"Marcel says as he taps prince Aldrich on his shoulder in an understanding manner. Marcellus is the son of one of the most wealthiest and influential person in Nevera, his father holds the position as the king's right hand man and advisor. His father is a friend of my father and "High Lord Duncan" is a very hard man. So of any one can understand the burden that comes with being the son of someone that influential and powerful then that someone is Marcel...

"SORRY! am a bit irritated, my father isn't making things easy for me. Now that he's married he dosen't seem to care about rules or obligations anymore, can you imagine I've been the one handling the court issues he's been quiet busy lately"Prince Aldrich bites out in an irritated tone as he moves in and grabs the glass of liquor from shawnel, downing it in one go..

"Christ! You really need to chill. We heard! The news is everywhere about how the king is taking his honeymoon with his new wife a little too far. You father should try to be discreet with his sex life"Nikolaus says grinning his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Bloody hell!"Prince Aldrich curses out in frustration

"Easy now, you know what. Why don't we go have some fun. Your old man seems to know what fun Is, so I don't see any reason why you should be allergic to it"Shawnel says and they all gathered around me giving me the look!

"You're doing it again, ganging up me"Prince Aldrich says suddenly feeling a relieved that he has someone he could talk to and people who understood him..

"Come on, you need to live your life to the fullest before you get hitched. So what do you say?Marcel says smirking as he already sensed he's managed to convince me.

"Fine but just this once"Prince Aldrich finally agrees grinning as he suddenly feels a stream of excitement...

"This should be fun!"Nickolaus says....

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The carriage speed down the road, they decided not to take the royal carriage and travel in incognito. As the carriage drew farther away from the palace, Prince Aldrich suddenly felt light. His heart suddenly calm. For the first time in weeks he felt peace. He shoved his hands into his pockets silencing the world.and forgetting about his heavy duties that comes with his crown.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the brothel (public house) it's definitely not a place he would love to frequent but it wouldn't hurt to forget about his princely duties just for one night. Fom the outside the building appeares much like any other brothel that he has seen,. Its edifice was plain but sturdy, its courtyard crawling with horses and conveyances coming and going. Smoke huffing from the chimney promising a warm fire, and if he's not mistaken, the inside would offer spirits in which to drown any man's sorrows or pain...

Perfect!

*Don't overthink and just go with the flow"Marcellus says as he elbows him...

“Afternoon, my Lord's!” a stable boy in filthy trousers and a threadbare coat calls out as he approached us. “I’ll ’ave your beasts groomed and fed in a blink and also keep your carriages save!”

Leaping down from the carriage, Nikolaus retrieves his purse from the breast pocket of his coat. Laying a shilling in the boy’s dirt-smudged hand, he then proceeded toward the open front door smiling like a fool.

"That fool can't control his loins, see you on other side"Shawnel says as he chased after Nikolaus.

“Take your time. I intend to be here for a while.”Prince Aldrich says grimly to the lad.

“Aye, me lord!”

Marcel walked past the lad toting a valise. Marcel waved at Aldrich as he moved into the brothel. Aldrich glanced up at the wooden sign hanging over the door.

“Madame dubois's pleasure Palace"he murmured, interpreting the white written emblazoned across the wooden signage. “Charming.”

He did not care about the place’s name only that no one here would know him, and he could find oblivion in liquid form. A few heads turns as he strode toward the rough, wooden bar he chose to ignored them as he was already used to such. The men likely noted his fine clothes and recognized him as nobility, while the few scandalously dressed women lounging about on laps and against the wall wondered how much blunt they could milk out of him. Apparently, his expression indicated that he held no interest, because none approached him.

“Well, ain’t you a sight,” said the woman behind the counter, lips curved into an amused smirk as she eyed prince Aldrich up.

Short and rotund, she wore a gown far too small to contain her oversized bosom. The apron tied about her waist has seen better days. A worn kerchief tied stringy, brown hair back from her round face, though a few stray strands clung to her forehead, damp with sweat.

"Great! Let's hope I don't regret this!"He musters to himself as he journeys into the unknown!.

Aldrich's so called loyal friends are nowhere to be found!

“Good afternoon,” he murmurs, sinking onto one of the stools pushed up to the counter.

She laughed, the sound thick and hearty, her large bosom heaving with each chuckle and snort. “We’re a humble establishment your Lordship. No need for your airs and manners around here. Say what you want an’ I’ll fetch it for you.”

With a sigh, he digs into his pockets "Whisky … the best you have.”

“Nothin’ to eat?”

He hadn’t eaten breakfast, but found himself without an appetite.

“No, th-” He gritted his teeth around the ‘thank you' and held it in. This woman would not appreciate it, anyway.

This is not the palace, Aldrich reminds himself!

“Whisky, comin’ right up.”

She bustled away and returned a moment later with a pint-sized bottle and it smells bloody fantastic when she uncorked it and poured a healthy amount into a clean glass. Glancing down the counter at the other men seated with their drinks, he noted that his was the cleanest tumbler to be found. He supposed his appearance and airs had earned him that, despite her insistence otherwise.

“Leave the bottle,” he said, before she could take it away.

She held her hand out to him, accepting his payment. After retrieving a purse from within the bodice of her overstretched gown, she stashed the coins inside and nestled the money safely between her breasts.

“Shout if you’ve a need,” she said before moving on to another patron.

He was certain the pint would keep him occupied for a while. Lifting the tumbler, he took a swallow—one so substantial it burned going down, making his eyes water. He gritted his teeth and bore the discomfort, knowing there would be numbness on the other side.

And while he sat here feeling as if someone had shoved a fireplace poker down his throat and pulled his heart out through his mouth, it was the best he could hope for.

He finished off the first measure far too fast, his head already spinning as he poured another. He took his time with this one, gazing around the taproom as the warmth of the whisky suffused through his body. The occupants ranged from shabby to well-dressed, a common enough occurrence in a posting inn so close to London. However, the two ladies he spotted seated at a table near the large hearth drew his eye, striking him as out of place.

Both finely clothed in carriage dresses, cloaks, hats, and gloves, they were accompanied by a lone servant. The man sat eying the occupants of the room as if ready to strike out at anyone who thought to accost either of the women under his protection.

Aldrich might have stared for long and then it dawned on him as his gaze fell on one of the two.. She's sitted opposite the ravishing blonde but she was no blonde girl, as his eyes continue his inspection on the mystery lady that caught his eyes..

He noticed she was no blonde but a beautiful and gorgeous redhaired beauty she looks delicate but she doesn't seem delicate. She's look delectable and undeniably beautiful he couldn’t help but take her in. As he noticed her remove the Cloak, her gorgeous redhair cascading halfway down her back. Even in a sitting position her curvaceous body has him drooling. She's lush with full breasts. Her hips were flared and her ass are shaped enough to that it's quite visible and evident even with a dress on.

She suddenly perked up a bit, tensing as if she felt eyes upon her. A natural reaction to being watched, for certain period of time. But, as she turned her head, eyes darting as if to ferret out the person watching her, Aldrich then found himself unable to breathe. He sat as still as death and waited for her to find him.

The feeling of being breathless at the mere thought of her noticing him made him feel strange...

His breathing suddenly leaves him gasping in a rush when her unsettling green catlike eyes settle on him...

The arrogant prince fights an internal battle as he struggles to breath just because a gorgeous redhead stared at him sternly!

That's when he knew he was doomed, for a man who has seen and conversed with different gorgeous women and just one could make him stutter and go breathless. I'm that moment just staring at her as their eyes clashed...

He already knew he was doomed, the handsome and arrogant prince of Nevera is doomed!