Winter Wonderland
2230 Words
¨"Are you harmed My Lord?" Peter was asking frantically watching Veronica run off into the night. My heart was
pounding so hard that I thought that it would bust through my rib cage for all to see.
Panting hard at the graceful way of watching her move in the night. The love I have held for her all these years broke
through the surface as if a volcano just erupted inside of me.
Why did she run? Did she not feel the same way that I do, it is not possible that she does not. If she didn't she would
have easily killed me long ago in the wheat field outside of my ranch.Then she protected me!
"My Lord! My Lord! Are you well!" Peter was shouting at me.
Gathering myself turning away from my shattered window that she busted through and gave him a half glance. "Are you
well?" asking again, while sitting in my chair behind my desk. Placing my head in my hands "Yes. Yes Peter I am fine."
Peter hesitated by my side for a moment looking down at me, feeling his stare looking upon me. Clearing his throat he
started speaking to Nathaniel and Marcus "Go get some boards and board up My Lords window."
"Yes sir right away." Nathaniel said as he and Marcus walked out of the room shutting the door as they exited the
room. "Christopher, what did you say to her to get her so upset. That was her wasn't it that sent the quack." Peter
asked.
Peter and I was friends I could speak to him about anything and he was not made to call me his Lord. He did just when
we was around others, but mine and his friendship was more than the others that followed me around in my coven.
Sure the others respected me and even feared me. Older than all of them, I was 500 years old. Being the oldest that I
knew of except for Veronica. Not really knowing how old she was, but knowing that she was old.
Often hearing Micheal spoke of her the nights we went out hunting together, he spoke of her with such love it made
me jealous of him. Micheal hated me and I hated him, for we was both in love with the same woman.
Veronica didn't care about Micheal, she never did. He had tried to win her heart, tried to make her see him like he saw
her. She never did though, the night that she had found me in the field he spoke of it often.
"Seeing you and her in the middle of the field,watching her look at you with the love that I had tried to get her to look at
me for years, and in just one glance she was hypnotized with you. I just don't get it."
He would say as he beat me for her loving me.
I was never so grateful when the coven was all in fear of a white haired woman that had killed Micheal. Knowing then
that Veronica was the one that killed him,a smile tugged at my lips
All the coven that Veronica and Micheal was with had been destroyed by the humans. They hunted us to the brink of
extinction, back then. We all went to the shadows and me being the oldest became the king of the vampires, to protect
what few of us that was left. Often wondering if Veronica was still alive and where she was.Searching city after city
finally, the answer came from one of my scouts I sent out to scout the city, that they only sensed one vampire that
inhabited the city. It was an old one they had said, a female that traveled alone.
One of the scouts had gotten to close to her and she had killed him.
They talked about the weather changing in a flash to the females rage. They were scared to come here, but smiling
knowing it was her and that she was still alive.
I was so happy to finally have found her, it was my goal to tell her how I felt and see if Micheal was right about her
loving me as well.
Sending Peter out night after night since we have been here to find her.
He finally found her, brought her here to talk with me and I still don't know how she feels.
"Peter. How did you talk Veronica into coming to met with me?" I spoke raising my head from my hands leaning back
into my chair."Well Christopher I watched her from a distance as she waited hidden in the shadows for her prey. I
watched her gracefully as she fed and walked casually to the end of the alley and took to the very roof I was hid on
watching her. At first she didn't sense me being there and then as a predator that she is a very lethal dangerous
predator she was feet from me. I couldn't sense her emotion at all. I was terrified. You know that I am gifted in that area
and can sense what others are feeling, but I could not get a read on her." Chuckling darkly to himself he sat in the
chair opposite of Christopher.
"So I stepped out and began speaking with her. Which was more of me talking than her. The only emotion that I could
feel at all was a mix of sorrow and betrayal as she touched her shoulder." Peter looked at me quizzically as he stated
what he felt.
"Then she said she would come." Peter placed his arms on the armrest's of the chair and looked to me for an answer
to what he had felt from her.
Closing my eyes letting out a breath not knowing I had been holding.
"I staked her before I was turned." Hearing Peter gasp opening my eyes to see him looking at me with a horror struck
face from reviling what I had done to her.
"That was before I was a vampire, Peter. I did not know what she was and I was frightened of her and Micheal."
Images of that night kept flashing through my mind of that night and the single tear that fell over her cheek and froze
mid stream as she pulled out the tree branch I smashed into her back.

"Marissa why are you acting like this? You know that Veronica could kill you without hesitating. She is much older than
even our King!" Lily said as she lay over a wing backed chair in my living quarters.
I was livid with Peter on stopping my attack on Veronica, why did he guard her so? She was just a rogue that inhabits
this city. So what if she was old. She was nothing more to me than the dirt that lay on the ground. That is where she
should be, dirt in the ground mere bones and ashes by now.I slowed my pacing as I turned to Lily.
"Why was Peter so quick to protect a vampire that does not even show loyalty to our own King?" asking Lily who
looked half amused with the conversation.
"And what did he mean that this one is important to the King!" Throwing my arms up in disgust then stared pacing
again.
I loved the King he was the most important person in my life. I was truly, madly and deeply in love with him.
Savoring ever smile that he smiled at me. Every time that we spoke I would replay it in my head over and over again.
The way he glanced at me made me feel important to him. I followed him out of the love that I felt for him. Where others
might fear him, I love him with every ounce of life that I have in me.
I wanted to be his Queen of darkness, wanting to be the one to walk beside him and have everyone look up to me.
We have only heard of Veronica a month ago and that is all everyone can even talk about. How old she is, that she is
truly the oldest vampire alive. Older than our very King. And that she can manipulate the weather with her very mood or
thoughts.
Disgusted, crossing my room from where I was pacing in front of my bed, to my dresser. My room was lit only by
candles, but yet still able to see everything like it was full light.
My drapes were deep purple and the walls were a deeper purple. The dresser that I stood in front of had a mirror resting
on top of it that I gazed at.
My eyes were a deep brown and my hair shoulder length was the same shade as my eyes.
I was no where as beautiful as Veronica, but I was still a very pretty girl. I would look good standing next to the King.
Rolling me eyes moving to the door grabbing the handle needing to feed before the sun came up. The hatred that I felt
for her sent my throat a blaze for the taste of her blood. Resting my hand on the door knob, turning it to make my leave.
"Where are you going?" Lily sat up from her lounged position to stare at me.
"I am going to go eat something before the sun comes up."
Lily was then standing next to me quicker than I could follow her with my own eyes. "You shouldn't you know the King's
rules. No one is to leave this close to dawn."
Letting out a sigh opening the door to go anyways. The ground started to move under my feet.
Lily looked at me, looking back at her as we ran out the door. Peter, Nathaniel and Marcus went flying by us towards
the Kings room.
Following them, reaching the 2nd floor, the ground had stopped moving. We slowed down and stood in the hallway
listening to what had just taken place in his room.
We heard Veronica jumped out the window and killed both guards as she took off fleeing from the grounds.
Eying Lily and held my breath not daring to breath that I would scream for the b***h's head.
Just a minute later as we were still in the hall steaming about what she just did Nathaniel and Marcus came out of the
King's room.
"What has she done to the King? Is he well?" I asked anxiously waiting for a reply. Nathaniel hesitated for a second
glancing back to the door he just exited
"The King is well. He is shaken up a bit though. I haven't ever seen him so disturbed as he is, as of this very moment."
Bewilderment filled my face as of why he would be so disturbed by her breaking a window and killing the guards.
They was just guards they was expendable and the window could be replaced. No vampire ever could disturb him. Lily
looked at me with just as much suspicion in her eyes as I had. Nathaniel looking at me and Lily left with Marcus not
saying anything else about the rogue vampire.
Thinking why is the King tripping over this girl? What is it she possessed that he was so intimidated by?
Than remembering over hearing him and Peter talking about Micheal and the girl that they was both in love with and
how her hair was the color of snow and her eyes was like that of ice with a hint of blue.
I thought that he said she was dead? Was it possible that this was the same girl that he and Micheal loved?
Instantly rage soared through my veins and filled my heart. It was this girl, this very girl that was just inches from me
earlier. She is the one that the king has been searching for. From the bottom of my soul feeling hatred for this one
person so much, never ever feeling any kind of emotion this strong, she was going to take him from me. She would
become the Queen if she choose to come and take the spot.
Seeing me in the background just a mere outcast as she strolled around with my love. The king and I had shared a
night, that of passion and I will never forget it. There will be more if I have to kill her to have them.
With fire glowing behind my eyes and my skin the color of a rose, Lily looked at me with with fear in her eyes.
"Marissa are you okay?" trembling standing up against the wall in the hallway next to the King's door. Looking from her
to the King's room I made a dash to my living quarters, slamming the door behind me.
Closing my eyes as standing with my head resting on the door holding my hands firmly against the door, tears rolled overmy cheeks. Why can't the king love me, why can't he be with me, why is he so in love with a girl that he met before he
was turned?
My mind felt full of the endless questions and my heart hung full of sorrow, I couldn't let her have him. I wouldn't let her
have him, it would ruin me or worse yet it would kill me.
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