Chapter 2 **Royal Pet **
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Inside the carriage, the ride was full of silence as if an ominous quilt of tranquility had captured the environment.
Soon after Lisa and Cyrus's encounter, she had been dragged inside a lavishing carriage.
No matter how many times protested or how many retaliation plans she had in her thoughts and mind; in front of Cyrus's command, nothing worked out unfortunately.
The icy cold voice that was mixed with commanding authority had won against her courage.
Lisa was seated near the window that was open and occasionally got hit by the whisk of cold rain droplets. Her thoughts were complicated, fuzzy and her mind was vastly filled with confusion, buzzing around it.
How did she end up becoming the pet of the Crown within just a few moments?
She not only had lost her sister, mother, and home but also had become a blood-bag for the people responsible for her miseries. How ironic!
Before she could find any answer in her head, the carriage was pulled up abruptly along with the horse's snarling. Lisa's attention was diverted to the sound of door slamming open beside her and she flinched, involuntarily.
The door opened revealing an icy face that had no trace of emotions plastered on it.
Cyrus gave her a cringy smirk, a smirk that made her breathing hitched whilst she fisted the fabric of her dirty gown out of nervousness.
Cyrus's cold voice entered into the carriage like a gust of wind,
" Get off."
Lisa followed behind him obediently. No matter how many retaliations she had planned, she couldn't fight against the notorious man of Thornlake anyways.
She could only submit herself to her fate and could only wait for a miracle to happen in the future so that she could get rid of him.
Cyrus walked ahead of her, emitting the by born domineering aura he had possessed. The guards immediately made a way for them to walk inside whereas Claud followed them afterwards with a frown on his face.
Lisa looked up at the tower-like castle which seemed dull and mysteriously dark after the light rainfall.
It wasn’t exactly the warm castles glowing with golden ray, that we hear about in fairytales but the opposite. The vast place did bear the structure of a royal palace but with dark colours, emitting nothing but coldness.
The moon covered in dark clouds decided to peer outside from its cloudy veil and smiled at Lisa's fate with mockery.
As night creatures like vampires preferred darkness over light, Lisa assumed that was the actual reason behind the semi darkened environment of that castle.
While Lisa was engrossed in observing the magnificent Castle deeply, Claud found it cheap as well as obnoxious and deliberately walked fast not before pressing on her feet harshly. Lisa winched in pain and watched Claud's downcast face upon passing her.
Did these princes enjoy bullying their subjects and the normal humans?
Cyrus who noticed Lisa stumbling a few steps away from him shouted rudely,
" Walk fast little pet. You are wasting my time."
Lisa was startled before trailing closely behind him. Her foot was still aching but she didn't dare to make a sound in order to not provoke this man anymore. As a result,she limped while gnashing her teeth together.
After crossing through the lion sculptured entrance of NELSON CASTLE, Lisa noticed that they were heading towards the courtroom where possibly all the ministers including the king attend their meetings.
Like all the girls,growing up she had also heard stories of a palace and a knight in shining armour,a prince on white horse.
Who knew one day those stories will come true, except there was no kind knight nor a loveable prince but a ruthless vampire crown prince.
Lisa was stopped at the doorway and received a disdainful glare from the guards. Cyrus halted in his tracks, glanced back at the guard who used his broad arm to stop Lisa from entering. His voice commanded a bit dangerously this time as he spoke,
" Let her in. She is my pet."
The guard who had his head bowing down was startled before muttering nervously,
" That.. that.. Crown Prince.. Outsiders are not allowed to enter..It's what the Lord said.."
Cyrus scanned the long bearded man briskly. Upon coming closer, he stood between his arm and Lisa. Then his voice came out like a deathly hawking,
" I think that you don't need this hand anymore. What do you say?"
The guard almost instantly took back his hand down from its place and started to shudder tremendously. He knew this man's temper pretty well and didn't dare to provoke him,thus stepped back hurriedly.
Cyrus only glanced at him in satisfaction, then pulled Lisa harshly behind his back. Lisa winched in pain but later started to get accustomed to his dragging and pulling play.
Lifting her jade green eyes, she noticed a middle aged man sitting on the throne. Unlike Cyrus's dominant aura, the old looking man acted like a typical playboy who had two young girls cuddling in his arms.
Upon noticing the prince's arrival , he didn't even falter a bit, instead his expression changed into a deadpanned one.
Lisa was commanded to stop a few steps away from Cyrus who walked further ahead to greet the Lord. Claud followed beside him and greeted the lord with a long respectful bow. Both of their cold voices came out in unison,
" Greetings, Father!"
The lord snorted coldly and quired with a growl,
" What about the witch girl that you went hunting for? Have you found her?"
Claud kept silent hence he was in fault honestly. Cyrus took the initiative to talk first and answered cautiously,
" It was a mistake, father. The girl wasn't a witch and she was killed by us accidentally."
The Lord cursed without holding any emotions for the accident that happened by his sons,
" Useless! And you..."
His voice rang loudly this time and eyes laid on Cyrus furiously who grew a little suspicious.
The lord continued after slamming his hand over his thighs,
" What's with the useless trash that I have brought into this world? Do you know what happened after you left last night? The witch, Bashaba had nearly escaped from our prison sneakily. Lucky, Claud was quick and captured her back into it."
Cyrus looked up confusingly. His eyebrows tightened together dangerously. As far as he could remember, he had used all the strict guards to guard in front of her prison. Besides, the magical chain was tied on her legs to keep her grounded painfully.
Then, how did she even get out of prison? It was nearly impossible and absurd unless, someone had helped her.
Cyrus wanted to steal a look of Claud's expression but the Lord's voice broke off his intention.
The aged fifty like man's hungry eyes fell on Lisa and his voice came out bit ambiguously,
" Who is that sweet little girl?"
Cyrus's face sank as he looked up at his father's hungry eyes. Without looking back, he replied a bit hoarsely,
" Pet! I have claimed her as my Royal Pet."
The lord hummed with a cringy smirk as his eyes scanned Lisa from head to toe as if he was removing her clothes and caressing her naked features in her mind.
Without hiding his dark intentions, the lord demanded shamelessly,
" She has a pretty good figure. Cyrus, why don't you share..."
" I have said that she is my Royal Pet, Father.", Cyrus emphasized each word threateningly.
His red hooded eyes fell on the man over the throne with a hint of warning as if those eyes were silently telling him to let go of each idea that he was holding on.
Lisa noticed that the Lord didn't dare to rebuke Cyrus's words anymore.
He took his eyes off from Lisa and mumbled nervously while touching the woman on his left arm,
" I was just saying. Anyways, do whatever you want but don't forget that you have an alliance."
Cyrus only bowed afterwards, walked over to Lisa and ordered her briefly,
" Follow me in."
Lisa didn't dare to stay any longer. Compared to Cyrus's dominance, those nasty eyes of Lord's made her more insecure and filthy.
Cyrus led her towards the indoor area directly. Her short footsteps were already struggling to match with his big ones.
As they started to cross the corridor, a woman's excited voice came from the back,
" Cyrus! Cyrus!"
Cyrus paused in his track. Lisa heard him cursing in a low voice before she tried to steal a peek behind.
Who was calling him so intimately?
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