*Nicoli*“Ah,” Nicoli groaned for what must be the umpteenth time, unable to disguise his boredom, and quickly found the instant backlash for it. The penalty? A quick feeling of sharp nails digging into his shoulder, of course.“Straighten up, my darling,” Belinda spoke, smiling, but he wasn’t fool enough to buy it. No, his mother was growing annoyed. Annoyed and…dangerous, Nicoli knew.Better not push it. Nicoli resigned himself and obeyed. It was that, or feel more of her wrath. Neither of which, was a better option though.“My suit's too tight,” Nicoli grumbled and moved his arms to feel them pinched. “I can’t move my arms right,” and his chest felt too big, pulling at the jacket's shoulders, making him slightly slouch forward. “Mom…”“I told you..” His mother only returned, “But you refused to let the tailor do his job.” And with that, she sighed, “Now bear with it, and behave.”“But…” Nicoli frowned at her. Yes, she was right, but that didn’t change how uncomfortable he was now.
*Ana*It will get better once we reach the mountains. I can only keep repeating. It’s so very hot, that I can feel the sweat soak up the back of my traveling gown. And I don’t need to ask to know everyone is suffering.Mykhol certainly is. Though, he tries to hide it. He smiles after me, a reassuring notion as if to say this isn’t so bad. But just as he smiles, it fades quickly. And Mykhol falls back to stare out the window, a strange look on his face, as if miles away.If he was going to be like this, I should have told him to stay. I can’t help but feel some guilt. He is doing his best, but the suffering is clear. And as much as I wish to prevent it, it’s too late, and we are too far to turn back. I can only swallow down my guilt, and move to rest my head against the cushion of the window. “Ah!” We all cry as the carriage, moving into the grassier plains, sharply runs over a rock, throwing us off. Mykhol slides right into me, making me slam my head right into the glass with a lou
*Queen Belinda*Come on, Nicoli. Belinda held her breath, feeling her heart pump in her chest. This was the big event, and she could barely wait to see how he would do. Surely expecting him to smile, and sweep her off her feet, like with all the servants.He’s a natural, so of course he will. He’ll understand and do everything I taught him and-"Hello, Hidi," Nicoli simply went flatly, not giving her more than a second glance, before turning back to watch the carriages, clearly more interested in them."Nicoli," What are you doing? Belinda nearly dropped her jaw. This was Queen Hildenberg! Of Almony! And you just say’ hello!?“Nicoli, honey,” Belinda gently nudged to get his attention, quietly trying to speak through her eyes. Look at her. Forget the damn carriage for a second.But, alas, Nicoli only leaned away, too busy on the watching the carriages."Nicoli, "Of all times for you to do this. But it was no use. Nicoli seemed to have no intention to do anymore, Much to Belinda's griev
*Hidi*Maybe he forgot I was even here? It wasn’t long before the charm of Nicoli’s disinterest fell off. And Hidi wanted to do something else. Anything more than just standing by, watching carriages and little girls come up. “Nicoli,” Hidi started, turning to touch his shoulder. “Huh?” Nicoli peered up, his blue eyes wide and confused. They were so blue and beautiful when they finally looked up at her, finally noticed her, that Hidi felt slightly stunned, and lost in them. “You…”Hidi had to take a moment to regain her composure, slightly amused at her loss of thought. “You are quite small, Prince Nicoli,” Hidi went on, blurting the first thing to come to mind. “But you are cute…For a human.”“No, I’m not.” Nicoli retorted, shuffling his shoulder from her hand. “I’m normal size. It’s you. You’re just insanely big.” “Is that…all you heard?” Hidi mused, noting he overlooked the cute part. If on purpose or not, it made her laugh. The intentional, or not, obliviousness, seemed to only
*Ana*“I think we may be one of the last guests,” I say, noting by the time the carriage reaches the castle, it’s already dark and I can see the entrance is mostly deserted. No one is out, save a few servants standing about, waiting for the last guests to arrive. “They look tired.” I frown, feeling a bit sorry, as I watch some yawning, swaying their lanterns half asleep from waiting up so late.“So?” Mykhol, meanwhile scuffs, behind me, “What does it matter if we are or not?” and leans over to open the carriage door. “We’re here, aren’t we?”“Yes, who cares? ” Naska adds, already half standing from her seat, “I’m just so happy I don’t have to spend another minute in this damn carriage!” She goes, clearly anxious to leave.“But where is everyone?” Mykhol immediately frowns, upon noticing the lack of people, as he climbs out behind me. “Why are there only servants to greet us?”“You’re right.” Naska returns, mostly to Mykhol than me. “They should be here to greet you-,” Naska clears he
*Ana*“Please make yourselves comfortable.” Julia stops to open the door revealing a garden-like room, painted with leaves and potted plants hanging from the ceiling. The same soft colors are used in the couches and throw pillows.“You will be notified when the rooms are ready.” Julia curtsies, saying her farewell, before turning out. Mykhol frowns after her. “They simply leave us here?” Mykhol can’t hide his shock, looking around the room, then at me. “With nothing to do, but wait?”“I,” I open my mouth but quickly close it again, not sure what to say. “I’m sure they have their reasons.” I go at last, before catching sight of the coffee table. “At least… they’ve prepared us with food.” The coffee table is heavily lined with sweets. It is an assort of pastries I am unfamiliar with, but, they look good, regardless. And, alongside cakes and pastries, there is a tea set. The gentle steam curls out of the spout, indicating it’s still piping hot. Freshly made.“Either way,” I go moving
Belinda was undressing for the night before she had to pause at her reflection. Her mind was filled with the day's events.It's been a success beyond my expectations. Belinda thought. To think that the Hildenberg, herself, would show up. It was a pure strike of luck. Belinda could not ask for a perfect candidate.A marriage between Dawny and Almony would create a superpower. Belinda felt her chest swell.It’d be so powerful it could unravel a great empire as Nochten. And Belinda had to smile at herself. She beamed as her maids only looked at her with confusion. They could not begin to understand the depths of Belinda’s plans.Julia would be the only one who could guess. But she was not here. Something had pulled her away.A late arrival. Belinda thought. But it was little concern. “It’s a delightful thought.” Belinda went on thinking about the marriage. Then, she grew back into serious thought again.The real question now was how to get them engaged.Hidi seemed interested. Belinda
Naska cradled her cup. It felt hot once but grew colder as the moments wore on. But she still felt no temptation to drink it. It wasn't easy to try. Her mind was full of thoughts.And the thoughts were loud, like they were screaming. They would not behave. She could feel how they swirled and mixed and collided with each other. So angry. So aggressive.As Mykhol shifted in his seat, Naska looked up. Just the sight of him could feel her with relief. She found her arm again to put the cup down.“My lord,” Naska spoke more attentively.“You’ve yet to try the tea.”And Naska looked down at the cup she had prepared him. It sat neatly on a saucer. The steam still curled up. It was hot, and she didn’t want to see it grow cold.“Please,” Naska gestured with her hand.“Have some-”The loud sigh stopped Naska from going on. She froze in place with her hands out as Mykhol shifted to cross his legs. He leaned back to see the door better. His eyes stayed there as if waiting.He’s waiting for her t
*Johan*As he entered the banquet hall, Johan quickly noticed quite a few things. The first was that King Alexander was nowhere to be seen, though Johan expected that. He must have still been talking with Queen Bratha.What surprised him, though, was that others were missing—two, to be exact. The handsome brunette prince was not in the banquet hall as he thought he would be, considering he did not see him in the lobby or even the line. He was gone, and neither was Ana. Who he did see was just Hidi.The giant queen stood out among the partygoers- not just because of her size. Her very presence seemed to overpower anyone who dared draw near. Those who attempted to pass her either darted their eyes down or weakly bowed before hightailing it inside. Johan could see that even that old coot kept a safe distance if anyone wanted to try to talk to her, like the ever-eager Sir Celbest.The blonde was not pleased about something, and Johan could easily see it. The girl had never been one to hi
*Nicoli*Nicoli held onto Ana like a man gripping the edge of a cliff—tight, unyielding, unwilling to let go for even a second. The very idea of releasing her, even to their father, was absurd. No. Absolutely not.He had waited too long, ached too much, spent years longing for this moment. And now that she was finally by his side again, he refused to let anything—anyone—take her away. Not tonight. Not ever. So be it if he had to fight off the entire court to keep her close. Vampire, noble, or king, he didn’t care. He’d take them all on.She was his Anastasia. And now that they were together, everything felt right again.A rare, genuine grin tugged at his lips—one that wasn’t for show, unlike the practiced smiles he wore in Dawny. This was different. This was real.But as they moved through the white halls, his excitement warred with Ana’s slow, deliberate steps. Too slow. She still walked like an old lady.Nicoli’s muscles twitched with pent-up energy, his entire body screaming to mo
*Ana*My body freezes, every muscle locked in place as Nicoli leans in closer. His face is inches from mine, and I feel my breath catch, a whirlwind of confusion and anticipation racing through my mind. What is he doing? Is…he going to kiss me?But we can’t—we shouldn’t. We aren’t children anymore.As children, it was innocent. Nicoli used to kiss me on the lips, but it was always affectionate—nothing more, just like when he would hold my hand or offer a playful hug. It was natural to him, something that didn’t feel strange, something I expected from him without question. But that was then.Now, we’re adults. And that changes everything.We can’t– I try to tell myself that, but something in me hesitates, unsure whether I want him to stop or... not. I’m paralyzed, my heart beating so loudly I can hear it in my ears. As his face nears mine, I feel the world shrinks, the air around us thick with tension. A strange eagerness stirs in my chest—a warmth I don’t understand. It coils through
*Ana*“Nicoli–” He’s going the wrong way again. I shake my head, the soft chime of my gold chains punctuating my amusement. But he insists on leading, judging by the stubborn set of his shoulders. He’s determined to get somewhere despite having absolutely no idea where that is.For the past twenty minutes, Nicoli has forged ahead with all the confidence in the world, only to crumble in confusion when we inevitably hit another dead end or loop back to the same hall. Left, then right, then left again. Each turn is taken with steadfast determination — and each time, I have to stifle a new laugh as we encounter yet another wall.“Nicoli, just let me show you–” I try, though I’m already bracing for him to ignore me. It would be far easier if he let me lead, though. This is my palace, after all. I know the twists and turns, the subtle variations in the endless white corridors. But he seems lost in his resolve. As if doing this out of spite at the challenge and not wanting it to get the bett
*Hidi*“But, what about me–” For once in Hidi’s life, her voice was too soft to hear—lost, swallowed under the sound of laughter. Their laughter. Hidi froze, her breath caught in her chest, her words useless in the space they left behind. Her eyes only widened as she stared after them, watching–watching, but not moving in disbelief.The two of them were running, laughing, hands clasped like children lost in their own world. And she was still standing here.She blinked. Did they really just… leave me?The air seemed too still while everything else moved too fast. Nicoli had been right there. Right there. She could have reached out, close enough to brush her fingers against his sleeve. But he hadn’t even looked at her. Didn’t even voice a hello.Not once.His sapphire-blue eyes had locked onto Ana, and nothing else had mattered.For the second time.A cool flick of irritation ran beneath her ribs, lodging itself somewhere deep inside her. She knew this was their grand reunion, knew th
*Ana*Standing between my aunt and uncle in the banquet hall, I must appreciate everyone’s hard work for the party. They really put in a lot of effort.The banquet hall is beautifully decorated with blue and gold streamers cascading down to the center of the high ceiling. Each arched window features a garland of fir and pine, filling the room with a clean yet sweet reminder of the winter outside. The candelabras are all set and lit with fresh beeswax candles, brightening the room and causing the windows to fog up slightly. The tables that line the walls are adorned with an assortment of cakes, meats, and double boilers filled with various types of blood for those who prefer.It’s everything I could have hoped for. And I swell with pride. So far, I think my first real celebration is going well. I gaze over the steady stream of new guests. Once again, I have to note that most of those arriving are unaccompanied men I spot yet another group. They put on a show by bowing or smiling at m
*Nicoli*“So… this is Nochten,” Nicoli whispered, his breath barely stirring the cold air. He paused at the threshold, eyes sweeping across the grand lobby. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but it was certainly different from home.His gaze traveled upward, taking in the domed ceiling overhead, the polished stone walls that gleamed in the candlelight. Beneath his feet, a mosaic of a bat soaring toward the moon—Nochten’s national symbol—stood in sharp contrast against the pristine white stone. The palace lacked the excessive paintings and portraits he was used to. Instead of gold trim and plush fabric, there was only carved stone and painted walls. Even the flooring was a departure from what he knew. No wood, only cold, solid stone.Nicoli's eyes caught the mosaic again, its intricate details holding him transfixed. Slowly, a small smile pulled at his lips.It suits her. He thought. Yes, it most definitely did. This was most definitely Ana’s home. But, where was Ana?He stepped further
*King Alexander*Alexander and Bratha walked down the side path leading to the gardens. It took him a moment to realize it, but when he did, he couldn’t help but smile a little. Even after all these years, it felt natural to take this path. The habit was still there after all this time.We always used to meet here.The memory stirred something deep within him—afternoons sprawled on soft blankets, the scent of wildflowers thick in the air, laughter curling between the hedges like vines. If he closed his eyes, he could hear it still—such wonderful times all together. Belidnda, Bratha, Parsul, himself–But when he opened them, all that remained was frost and silence.Now, the garden lay barren, stripped bare by winter. No vibrant petals, no soft grass, only brittle leaves crunching beneath their boots. And between them, a silence stretched too long.It had to be him who spoke first. Bratha would not. Her sense of morality dictated that burden to him.After all, he committed the greatest
*Hidi*Hidi stood off to the side, her eyes fixed on the doorway. Each time a new arrival was announced, she held her breath, only to sigh in disappointment moments later. It wasn’t him.None of them are, Hidi scanned the room, watching as wave after wave of red-haired vampires entered. She was beginning to grow sick of it.“I’m bored.” Hidi rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. It was becoming a real struggle not to slump to the floor in frustration.“So bored,” She huffed, loud enough for a few nearby vampires to take notice. Some observed her with curiosity, never having seen a giant before. Others, like Sir Celbest, however, seemed eager to make her acquaintance as the Queen of Almony. But Hidi didn’t buy it for one second to be good-willed.Almony was a rich country, and Hidi had long since learned to recognize opportunists. And She met their stares with a hard, flat look, and just like that, their attention turned elsewhere.If only Ana were here. At least then, she’d have someone