Back to the present time...
Well I guess its goodbye to my old life now.
As I look at myself in the mirror at my ridiculously fluffy, long and elegant red dress. I mean how am I supposed to do anything in this, and on top of it all, Milly has this corset so tight I can barely breathe. Milly is actually really nice and I appreciate her kindness and she is very chatty. I dont mind it to much, its a distraction really. She was captured by vampires in the dead of night because she was hunting, but unfortunately for her she wondered to close to their territory. They caught her and made her a maid and I guess there are a few vamps who feed on her every now and then telling by the bit marks on her neck. She has been here for 8 years, she says she only has 2 more years to finish off her sentence and she can go back to her daughter who is nearly my age now she said. Focusing on someone elses fucked up life makes it easier to bare with mine honestly.
"I dont need makeup, this will do." I say, cause I'm ridiculous enough as it is.
"Shhh, Now sweetie, you've got to try new thangs, you isn't getting no where new doing old thangs." She says. She has this way of talking that makes you want to listen to her. Her voice is actually soothing and helps me with some of my anxiety.
"Anywho, the Lycan King I hear is not only ruthless and brooding but handsome too. You've got to get close to him, you cant very well get close to someone as important as him looking like a dirty ole rag-ah-muffin."
"I only need to get close enough to stab him in the heart and get out of there." Makes me wonder how good his security is. I will have to take good observations on the way in to find the best escape route.
"You aren't gonna get close to him very easily. He is stingy with his time, so you've gotta get his attention. Once he has his guard down then you can get somewhere but even then you may want to learn to play nice." She says as shes applying lipstick to my lips motioning me to rub my lips together and then she winks at me. Does she mean flirt? I mean yeah that makes sense. Any important person isn't just going to let me near them for no reason.
"Well, do you mind giving me a run down of this blood oath I have to do?"
"Oh that, yes well it may seem easy at first but you've gotta be careful of them words you say out your mouth when they are in the mist of all that cause being to vague can leave room for misunderstandings and magic will interpret how they please. So be very specific." She hands me a napkin.
"Um thanks..."
"Dab your lips with it silly." She grabs it and put it in between her lips while motioning her lips up and down. Im not sure why but I do as she says. Then she turns my chair around so that I can see myself in the mirror. I dont even recognize myself and honestly this maybe a very good thing cause I do not want to be recognized. Milly claps her hands. "You're as beautiful as the first day of spring after a monstrous winter, now let's get going so you can be on your way dear." She smiles
She walks me to another corridor that seem empty and there are large portraits hanging on the walls and stops me at a door. "Now this is where I'm gonna leave you" she pats me on the shoulder. "I hope I will be seeing you again someday" and with that she walks away.
I take a deep breathe and walk into the room. As I opened the door I notice there is not very much light in the room except toward the other side of the wall there are candles lite everywhere and a window Illuminating light from the moon. There is a mantle with candles a bowl a book and man with a long black cape on. To the right of me as soon as I walk is a desk and a small lamp thats on it with the prince sitting there with what looks like papers infront of him.
"Come, come. Time is of the essence." He gestures to the chair across from him and I obediently sit. This corset makes it impossible to breathe. "Was all this necessary?" I ask while fluffying the dress upward for emphasis.
"Oh yes, I just knew red would accentuate you dark curls and pale skin and must I say you are more striking then I imagined." He smiles at me.
He stares at me a little to long and I even notice his eye move to the side of my neck.
"Okay let's get to business." I say trying to change the subject. He coughs.
"Yes, very well this document I have here is for you to sign it is just a binding agreement that you will kill the king and I won't go after you or anyone you know, unless you dont kill the mutt, then in which event I will massacre everyone you know and love." He passes the document.
"I have a condition."
"Go on..."
"I also want my weight in gold."
He looks at me up and down. "I will say, I do admire the quid-pro-quo and I will grant you your condition. Besides you cant weight more then 130 if that." He holds his hand out "you have a deal" I look at his hand and then back at him. "I know the hand shake is not necessary due to the blood oath but I am old school and I like to shake hands when I make deals." I grab his hand "deal" and then I signed the paper work.
"Without further to do, I will introduce you to my general and well trust warlock, his name is Bastian. He will be performing the ritual." He moves from around the desk over to me and offered his hand to help me get up and walk over to the mantle.
Bastion has a black rob on and a hood over his head. He looks up briefly before adding more contents to the bowl. Then he grabs my hand quickly and slices my palm, holding it over the bowl. He then looks at Prince Vanderbilt, or is he king now... but then he brings his palm to his lips and uses hes teeth to open his palm and puts it above the bowl also.
"The binding agreement?" He asked,
Vanderbilt hands him the documents we signed just moments ago.
"Now repeat after me... I hear by bind my blood, bind my words and bind my agreement..." we repeat him. "I adhere to the blood oath thus compelling me to do what is agreed upon" we repeated "Death is the only way out of the agreement." I didnt know that part. Vanderbilt elbows me. "Ow" I rub my arm but then repeated what he said. I felt the magic run through me as soon at the words left my mouth and a warmth carried up my arm until the magic intertwined with my very being. Then Bastian lites the bowl on fire saying "thy will, will be done" I looked at my palm and it had completely closed up with no indication that it was cut in the first place.