The Immortal's Gift

 Copyright © 2020 by Savannah Jones All rights reserved. No part of publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form by any means include, Photocopying, Recording, or other Electronic or Mechanical methods. Without prior written consent of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.  This story is specifically designed for mature audiences ONLY. Therefore, scenes are not permitted for children under the age of 18. This book may contain s****l act's, Graphic Violence, and indecent language.   * KNOCK KNOCK* the door rattled loudly as maids Emily and Patricia attempted to wake me from my slumber. " Miss, it’s time for you to wake up for breakfast, you mustn't be late again, or your parent's have our heads. “, Patricia pleaded still trying to get me out of bed. " Ok, Ok, I managed to mumble slowly rising. " " My, My, what is this, madam with all due respect we just cleaned this yesterday ", Emily shook her head in frustration. " I'm sorry, He was rather delicious " Haven spoke grinning looking at her dinner who lye barley conscious on the floor. " Child, you have to be more discreet with your food ", Patricia insisted while coming my hair. Haven watched herself in the mirror as Patricia combed out her wavy red locks. Her deep blue eyes and her porcelain skin shined brightly in the mirror. " Shall you try this dress today miss, it’s quite lovely " Emily Held up a long blue silky dress. " It will really bring out your eyes " Emily continued with a smile. Haven nodded slightly with a half-smile giving here approval.  " God, Do I have to wear this awful corset, I could just wear the dress without it “, Haven spoke trying to catch her breath. " I'm sorry miss, but rules are rules, and you must look and behave like a lady today. “, Emily assured her. " I heard Lord Bothell will be here with his son today ", Patricia continued. " What's his name again " Emily spoke. " Nathaniel “, Haven breathed looking at herself in the mirror. " Sweetheart, I'm sure he is a wonderful young man " Patricia spoke placing her hand on my shoulder trying to bring me some comfort. " I'm sure he is, but I wish I could meet my mate. ", Haven sighed. " I wish I didn't have to be born into a Royal Covenant. " She spoke with frustration.  " Oh dearie, I promise you will grow to love him, and you will see you won’t need your mate. " Emily sighed. " I guess so " Haven smiled looking at herself in the mirror one last time before heading down the hall.  ************************************************************************************************************ " Allo (Hello)! Samuel “, Nicklaus yelled. " Good morning Nik ", Samuel spoke shaking his head. Samuel wore a worn-down shirt and some old pants and boots. His sandy brown hair and hazel eyes beaming as usual as he carried his work supplies to the wagon. " I swear your work never ends does it make?”, Nicklaus teased. " " At least some of actually work instead of playing with whores all day " Samuel grinned sarcastically. " You sir have got to learn to live a little all you do is work, work and more work, Your day's are dreadful and boring mate " , Nik said in a low tone to his friend. " Look, I don't work there will be no money and I need at least seventy gold pieces to buy my own land and home. “, Samuel sighed in frustration. He was tired he had been kicked out from orphanage to the next always scrounging to survive. He often wondered when this would so call God everyone spoke so high of would bless him and set him free of this hell, he was living in. " Nik! " A woman with walnut brown hair and girl eyes called. " Who is that and please tell me you did not bring one of your whores to my workplace “, Samuel furrowed his brow at his friend. " First and foremost, she is not a w***e, her name is Emily “, Nik defended. " And she has invited me to a ball which I can bring someone else “, he continued. " I have too much work to do around here “, Samuel argued. " I'm sure your sword making skills are not going anywhere any time soon “, Nik spoke rolling his eyes. " Just think about its mate, you need to let loose, maybe dear ole Emily has a friend you can talk to " Nik grinned raising his brows at the same time. " I will think about it, but that doesn't mean my answer is yes " Samuel answered watching as his friend became excited.  **************************************************************************************************************   I walked the long hall passing many subjects who paid me no mind. Most of them were in a s*x frenzy feeding off one another or sharing a human blood bag. I continued till I reached the end of the corridor, there was a lot of commotion going on Inside the room, As I walked in, I was greeted. " Your majesty " the guards bowed. I smiled at them and nodded my head in approval then my eyes met my mother and father's. " Your late ", My father gritted his teeth. " My apologies father, I overslept it won't happen again “, I spoke calmly. " I hear the same excuse every morning “, He muttered. Haven looked down away from his eyes looking over at her mother before giving he a small bow " Good morning mum " , " You must be on time from now own young lady no more excuses ", My mother bellowed. " I'm sorry ", I spoke in an almost whisper. Suddenly a knock came from behind us and Lord Bothell walked in with his hair slicked back and his proper attire. Soon following him was Nathaniel the man I will be wed to. I glanced overlooking him up and down he had sea green eyes and black hair his skin as delicate as mine but a little less fair. I must have been so distracted observing my future husband that I was interrupted by my father clearing his throat. " Miss “, Nathaniel walked up to me bowing and taking my hand leaving a simple kiss. I curtseyed and " Sir " I responded. My heart beating nervously. I seriously hope that this is what is right for my people, I thought to myself.