The butler appeared before me. In an instant, a garnished table of rich, delicious dish was put right
before me, a food display for your viewing pleasure and ready to be eaten. From the top of the wall where I was luxuriously installed with a lunch of greats and where I could perfectly admire the light of the city, radiant and animated, that sun ignored itself, I should appreciate such a gift in life, however my heart was totally out of it.
- May I ask the reason the young lady don't eat her lunch for?
The butler was still here, standing beside me. I was spacing out so I didn't give a matter to his presence.
- I am sorry dear butler but I am not that hungry, not as he thought. He made a mistake assuming that. I think he always do.
- Miss should be a very loved person for understanding so much a broken person like the master, but even so, for ignoring the feeling he was put up since the beginning, you will never get him.
I raised my eyes, and look at the butler.
He had a lunar blond hair. His eyes were cold but faithful. He was dressed exactly like the butler he chose to be.
- I always wondered myself since I came there, who are those people living in this bright city, filling his kingdom with life, and which he rejects so bluntly?
- Knowing who are those people matters that so? If they are comfortable enough to agree staying there, then their race and origins are out of the condition.
He was perfectly polite towards me, but I easily felt the cold despises he held for me and all my race.
- How was her? This woman, this mortal that broke his heart?
- Why do you think so?
- Because he has a heart, and he is a man. Whatever we are mortal or drunker of blood for a lifetime, each of us is tortured by love. And an indefinite life can not spare you from this awful thing and the misery it may bring up. And the worst imagining case is when the one you loved so was an human.
He became even colder and like he could not break off my head, he broke off all things that breathed around us.
The tear of pulpit definitely cut off my appetite. The sensation of the blood flowing and the warmth of bodies ending gave me intolerable chills.
- Only an human could talk like that. Both of you were so alike, she used to think, to act exactly like you. I remembered that she used those words of love and immortality with him to manipulate and persuade him so easily to change her over in vampire. She got all of him.
However, the story didn't end well for him, he loved her and lost her for another human, a same kind who, like her, could eat food and die.
I smiled sadly.
- I don't even grasp the hatred you feel towards her, so to even understand the depth of his devastated resentment he is holding in, it is simply impossible. I do not own such years to make it.
- Yes, I know. He was born to be a king and he accepted it, but for possessing such talent to live and to
survive, and for ignoring the beauty of light, he took for granted that he was excused, and because of all those reasons, he lost himself and the sense of loneliness.
I cried looking up at him.
- I am so sorry dear butler. So sorry, as an eternal life was not enough for you to heal him.
Then the butler bowed and faded out.
My eyes were fixing on the garden, when I had the urge to visit it. I went down the stairs and penetrated the vast gloomy garden.
Whispers and moans welcomed me when I stepped in.
Flapping of butterflies wings resounded all over. Each time I brushed a leave or a green branch, an agonizing sigh was clearly heard.
- But what it this garden? It's so sorrowful. The blurred voice of the labyrinth lead me to the center, there where was erected a fountain.
The unfathomable sound of a timeless flow.
I approached to take up a clearer look at the statue of a beautiful woman that poured water into the fountain. The water went out from her eyes as a sign of excessive rancor. She was standing there alone, put far away from all sight and crying endlessly for long.
When I jump in the fountain, the water was pure and cold.
The flow was light and painful.
I saw the engraved name below the statue and finally realized everything.
The flapping wings of his black birds startled me out.
- So there is she. Your lost love.
- For a human like you who understand that the excessive curiosity is a sin, you still came there to discover my secret.
- Of course. I am human anyway and our game didn't end yet, but for you too who have a no- Ending life and may still understand me, with my unhealing flaws, you will never get what I am for. Because you are not human.
- I know.
He sadly laughed.
- I forgot the last time I was hurt, even the face of the last one who did so already faded away long ago. But I think that it is not that bad neither, right?
I turned to him. He shook his head when he did notice my tears.
- Please Vivie don't cry. Because I ignore how to dry off your tears.
But could he understand that more he'd said it, the more I would.
He stretched out his hands and held me in. He skillfully removed my clothes and lean down my body.
- Please Azeo, take me.
He kissed each little point of my body, then he beat them to blood. I cried out of pain and pleasure but he overdid it when he started to drink the flowing blood and to suck my injuries. I was afraid and tried to push him away but he didn't allow me to do.
- Spread out your legs Vivie, if not I could not enter you.
- But you hurt me. I hate you.
- If it hurts this much then as to go through with.
I hated him for losing his borders but still, I closed my eyes and spread out my legs as he asked. First his tongue penetrated in. He held tightly my arms, so I could do nothing but undergo his intense punishment.
- Even if you'd fall in dust and I'd still have to live one more millennium, I am sure Vivie that I will never forget your body.
He freed my hands, as a sign of freedom, he let me the choice of the following. I laughed in tears. As if I still had the slightest choice, after those words and this unbearable sprawl of tenderness he revealed me, a sly move sly by using his sincerity. I will never have.
I begged him to come.
Our act of love was the definition of the pure flood of passion and despair.
He thrust ans still thrust as the end didn't exist, while my eyes belonged to tears and stars.
I think that he desperately tried to control himself and to cease my tears but looking at them also turned him on even more and at the end, he took me up to the edge of death.
He constantly apologized, even after the rapture of our making, he still kept on his sorry, for being an immortal creature that night liked, for being a living person out of humanity.
- No, you are so wrong Vivo. I am the one who should apologize.
We were lying, tenderly entwined beside the great fountain, rocked by unfathomable endless sound it emitted.
- Vivo?
- Yes?
- Are you really a king?