Alessandro absent-mindedly sat through the meeting. He had wanted to stay by Isabella when she woke up. He hoped to get the meeting over and done with as quickly as possible but these vampires seemed to have other plans. His father was not fully recovered and that bothered him greatly, he had a lot to deal with, and talking with the vampire kings was not on his priority list. Kieran ran through all that happened again. Alessandro growled, “Draco it’s pretty simple to understand”, Alessandro interrupted Kieran. Draco was a prince, son of King Draven, “They laid an ambush, took us completely unawares, however, every single one of the scoundrels is dead...”, he shrugged lightly, “Not exactly, but it is inevitable”. Kieran sensed Alessandro’s agitation and picked up from where he stopped, “What’s more important is suggesting long-lasting ways to prevent a recurrence”. “I suggest we send more troops...”, King Sebastian said. “That has not helped us", Alaric commented, “If matters were n
Isabella watched as her mother and Alessandro shared a look, something was not right about their expressions, she panicked, “Alessandro are you keeping anything from me?” His grey eyes met hers briefly before they fixated on her mother, “No, however Queen Violet...has a lot to tell you" She turned to her mother, “Mother...” Queen Violet nodded, “Yes my child I do", she held Isabella’s palm tightly, “I want you to trust me, my child, I have never loved you any less than I should have. You mean so much to me" Isabella began to worry, “Please Mother tell me what it is?” “We’ve kept so much from you my child. I and your father", Queen Violet wiped her eyes, “Your father wasn’t who he appeared to be...” Isabella nodded, remembering all Louis had said about her father when she had initially heard about what he had done to Alessandro’s mother, she didn’t dwell on it, a small part of her hoped it was all a lie, except of course after Queen Penelope had confirmed it herself. She wanted t
When they were outside, Alessandro looked at her, “I hope you will be fine, I’ll send Aunt Marie to you. I need to check on some things”. She looked at the worried expression on his face, “What is the problem, Alessandro?” “I need to see my father” Her eyes filled with concern, “Can I come with you please?” He paused for a moment before nodding his head and led her towards his father’s chambers. They walked in, and a few servants were gathered around him, he was pale as ever but he managed a smile when he saw them walk in. “Excuse us", Alessandro ordered the servants. They scurried away. Alessandro and Isabella sat beside his bed. “I thought you had abandoned your father”. “I couldn’t bear to see you this way”. They said nothing for a while, they just sat staring at him. “Why do you both look like you’re attending my funeral, I mean I’m still alive", Malcolm managed a short laugh. “Father you can’t be nonchalant about this, you’re not healing”, Alessandro replied, “The sil
Malcolm had fully recovered and gone back to being his usual arrogant self, the people were calmed but Alessandro knew he needed to find a long-lasting solution to their problems. The court was going back to normal and people were going about their normal life as usual. However one person had not fully recovered, Isabella. She had not stopped blaming herself for all that had happened. She had disassociated herself from any form of human interactions, even Marie could not do anything to uplift her mood. She stayed tucked on the couch barely eating. Marie had advised that she needed to deal with her grief anyhow she pleased at her own pace but his patience was wearing thin, he couldn’t bare to see her like this. He opened the door to his chambers to see Isabella sprawled on the couch, twirling her locket in her hands, if she had noticed his presence she didn’t show it. “Belle I think you have punished yourself enough", he said, “It is not your fault that your family was too deranged t
Marie walked in on Isabella sitting in the large musical hall, her fingers slowly tapping on the keys of the grand piano, Sam had told her she would be there. She watched from the doorway as she played the piano. It was a beautiful melody, Marie smiled lovingly at her, she loved Isabella like she was her child. She had devoted her whole life to taking care of the royal family and even though Alessandro was centuries older than her she had treated him as her child. It was the same feeling she felt when they were introduced, no one deserved to go through half of what Isabella had gone through, she thought to herself, however, she had come out stronger. There was hope after all, a new dawn in Isles and a shot at happiness for Alessandro and Isabella. She walked inside the room clutching the dress Alessandro had made her keep in the past few years. “Bella child, you play so well". She smiled sheepishly and removed her hands immediately from the keys, “My mo...I mean Queen Violet taugh
He itched to tell her what was on his mind but sitting beside her, holding her hands and watching as her eyes lit up at the starry sky had left his thoughts jumbled. He couldn’t seem to make sense of it, he had many words to say to her, and he had ended up telling her how beautiful she was. Beautiful was a far cry from how she looked tonight, without making any effort she had managed to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in all his life. Maybe it was his love for her, or the fact that her beauty was simply ethereal and otherworldly... He had many ideas of how this night could end with her in his... “Alessandro?”, her alluring voice called out to him “Yes, Belle?”. “You know this is where you profess your unwavering love and devotion to me and tell me I’m your soulmate and ask me to do the honours of being your wife and queen?”, she asked breathlessly. He stared at her in shock like she had told him his mother was still alive, “Do I really... have to say those words?. Is
Isabella looked at her reflection for the umpteenth time in the mirror, she didn’t know if she should wear her hair up or down, so she decided to tie it up. The maid had helped her clean up with a lot of scented soaps, she was dressed in a black lace robe. The room had been decorated as per Alessandro’s instructions.The red curtains with a streak of gold were drawn shut, rose petals were scattered around the room and on the large king-sized bed. The candelabra was the only source of illumination in the room, the bed sheets were white and red. The bedside tables had goblets of wine and blood. She knew what Alessandro had planned, the importance of the night to her, Alessandro and his kingdom, she moved towards the bedside table and picked up a goblet of blood and drank it. Just then the doors opened and Alessandro strode in. His eyes raked her body as he stared at her, his mouth slightly open. She quickly tucked her beside her ear, his gaze caused monkeys to jump in her stomach, thi
Alessandro had been with many women in all his life but being with Belle, the feeling was ethereal. Damn was she beautiful, every inch of her. Her full perky breasts, those curvy hips, the enticing scent of her arousal that drove him mad and led him to multiple orgasms... She moaned aloud as another wave-shattering orgasm shot through her, soon his came and he felt his feral side awaken, he bared his fangs as he had an overwhelming need to mark her, to claim her as his. He leaned forward, he licked her neck, the area around her carotid artery, his fangs plunged deeply into her causing her to moan loudly, this time around it wasn’t in pain but pleasure. It was a thing peculiar to vampires when forming a bond as strong as this, it wasn’t only her pleasure that she felt, he had transferred his pleasure through the bite mark... He held her close to him as he waited for her to regain her composure. She buried her face in his neck while her body was still shivering in the aftermath of the
Alessandro made a mental note to pass the point across to the man in deserving ways, that Isabella was queen of the whole of Isle and East Angles. “...the issue at hand borders on our security as there could be a repetition of history if...” “There, security", Vladimir scoffed, “We have put pertinent matters like our security into the hands of a mere woman to handle” “It is more surprising that she is allowed to be a part of this meeting", Sebastien remarked. Alessandro clenched his teeth and was about to give a piece of his mind to them but his father beat him to it. “This is a meeting I have organized in my kingdom to talk about very pressing issues not who I allow into my court", Malcolm replied, he turned to Isabella, “Please do continue my child". She nodded with a small smile. “We have ignored the wishes or desires of the humans, that is why they revolted. I have spoken to them and they have made demands that are only fair...” “We now make deals with humans?”, Draven cackl
Isabella took one last deep breath before she took fast strides towards the crowd gathered in front of the castle gates, her eyes scanned the crowds and she could make out they were humans. They were agitated, it was evident in their expressions. Men, women even children were gathered. They all harmoniously tipped their heads in a bow when she was introduced by the courtier, “Queen Isabella”. It was her first official meeting with humans and it was nerve-racking, rumours were flying around, humans lived in fear for their lives, they were terrorized and Alessandro had thrown the problem her way to deal with it. His excuse was that he trusted she could handle herself. She masked her nervous expression behind a facade of a prim and confident Queen. “People of Isles and East Angles, I must express my gratitude to you all for leaving behind your troubles to come to talk with me today", she stared at the crowd and intently and began after a brief pause, “It is pertinent to note that this
Alessandro was dressed in a gold tunic, and a red long robe over him, a golden crown on his head, he stood beside his father, Kieran on the other side of him. The court was filled and overflowing with vampires and humans of very high class. Luckily for him, the arrangements were rounded up before sunrise and the wedding ceremony was on the way. Alessandro straightened up and stared at the door for the umpteenth time, he couldn’t wait to see... The doors opened up to reveal the most beautiful bride anyone had seen, the musicians began to play, Marie stood beside Isabella as they slowly sauntered in, she wore a silk gown with rich trimmings of other materials. It was gold in colour, the length stretching far outside the door. The dress was embellished with lace, jewels and other fine ornaments. Her dark long curls were held atop her head, and a few stray curls framed her face. A white fur graced her shoulders. His breath stopped at the sight of her, he stared transfixed, as she walked
Alessandro had been with many women in all his life but being with Belle, the feeling was ethereal. Damn was she beautiful, every inch of her. Her full perky breasts, those curvy hips, the enticing scent of her arousal that drove him mad and led him to multiple orgasms... She moaned aloud as another wave-shattering orgasm shot through her, soon his came and he felt his feral side awaken, he bared his fangs as he had an overwhelming need to mark her, to claim her as his. He leaned forward, he licked her neck, the area around her carotid artery, his fangs plunged deeply into her causing her to moan loudly, this time around it wasn’t in pain but pleasure. It was a thing peculiar to vampires when forming a bond as strong as this, it wasn’t only her pleasure that she felt, he had transferred his pleasure through the bite mark... He held her close to him as he waited for her to regain her composure. She buried her face in his neck while her body was still shivering in the aftermath of the
Isabella looked at her reflection for the umpteenth time in the mirror, she didn’t know if she should wear her hair up or down, so she decided to tie it up. The maid had helped her clean up with a lot of scented soaps, she was dressed in a black lace robe. The room had been decorated as per Alessandro’s instructions.The red curtains with a streak of gold were drawn shut, rose petals were scattered around the room and on the large king-sized bed. The candelabra was the only source of illumination in the room, the bed sheets were white and red. The bedside tables had goblets of wine and blood. She knew what Alessandro had planned, the importance of the night to her, Alessandro and his kingdom, she moved towards the bedside table and picked up a goblet of blood and drank it. Just then the doors opened and Alessandro strode in. His eyes raked her body as he stared at her, his mouth slightly open. She quickly tucked her beside her ear, his gaze caused monkeys to jump in her stomach, thi
He itched to tell her what was on his mind but sitting beside her, holding her hands and watching as her eyes lit up at the starry sky had left his thoughts jumbled. He couldn’t seem to make sense of it, he had many words to say to her, and he had ended up telling her how beautiful she was. Beautiful was a far cry from how she looked tonight, without making any effort she had managed to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in all his life. Maybe it was his love for her, or the fact that her beauty was simply ethereal and otherworldly... He had many ideas of how this night could end with her in his... “Alessandro?”, her alluring voice called out to him “Yes, Belle?”. “You know this is where you profess your unwavering love and devotion to me and tell me I’m your soulmate and ask me to do the honours of being your wife and queen?”, she asked breathlessly. He stared at her in shock like she had told him his mother was still alive, “Do I really... have to say those words?. Is
Marie walked in on Isabella sitting in the large musical hall, her fingers slowly tapping on the keys of the grand piano, Sam had told her she would be there. She watched from the doorway as she played the piano. It was a beautiful melody, Marie smiled lovingly at her, she loved Isabella like she was her child. She had devoted her whole life to taking care of the royal family and even though Alessandro was centuries older than her she had treated him as her child. It was the same feeling she felt when they were introduced, no one deserved to go through half of what Isabella had gone through, she thought to herself, however, she had come out stronger. There was hope after all, a new dawn in Isles and a shot at happiness for Alessandro and Isabella. She walked inside the room clutching the dress Alessandro had made her keep in the past few years. “Bella child, you play so well". She smiled sheepishly and removed her hands immediately from the keys, “My mo...I mean Queen Violet taugh
Malcolm had fully recovered and gone back to being his usual arrogant self, the people were calmed but Alessandro knew he needed to find a long-lasting solution to their problems. The court was going back to normal and people were going about their normal life as usual. However one person had not fully recovered, Isabella. She had not stopped blaming herself for all that had happened. She had disassociated herself from any form of human interactions, even Marie could not do anything to uplift her mood. She stayed tucked on the couch barely eating. Marie had advised that she needed to deal with her grief anyhow she pleased at her own pace but his patience was wearing thin, he couldn’t bare to see her like this. He opened the door to his chambers to see Isabella sprawled on the couch, twirling her locket in her hands, if she had noticed his presence she didn’t show it. “Belle I think you have punished yourself enough", he said, “It is not your fault that your family was too deranged t
When they were outside, Alessandro looked at her, “I hope you will be fine, I’ll send Aunt Marie to you. I need to check on some things”. She looked at the worried expression on his face, “What is the problem, Alessandro?” “I need to see my father” Her eyes filled with concern, “Can I come with you please?” He paused for a moment before nodding his head and led her towards his father’s chambers. They walked in, and a few servants were gathered around him, he was pale as ever but he managed a smile when he saw them walk in. “Excuse us", Alessandro ordered the servants. They scurried away. Alessandro and Isabella sat beside his bed. “I thought you had abandoned your father”. “I couldn’t bear to see you this way”. They said nothing for a while, they just sat staring at him. “Why do you both look like you’re attending my funeral, I mean I’m still alive", Malcolm managed a short laugh. “Father you can’t be nonchalant about this, you’re not healing”, Alessandro replied, “The sil