The Blue Bloods

It is courting season in England and Princess Beverly; cousin of the British King is ready to present her daughter to the bachelors of the town. A gentleman introduces himself as Lord Darren, not giving the last name.  Princess Beverly sends in her daughter’s best friend Armenia to meet a gentleman every time she does not like the looks of a man.  Now it was not that she did not like the looks of Lord Darren, ‘but who calls on a lady this late in the evening?’ Lord Darren inspects Armenia without even asking for a name. Dark luscious locks of hair, smooth clear skin, tall with blue eyes, and a dashing white smile, “she will do.” “Excuse me?” Princess Beverly wants to know. “One million euros if she leaves with me tonight for America,” Lord Darren says. Princess Beverly burst out laughing, “we are royalties, we don’t need your money.” “Excuse me for a moment,” the princess butler interrupts. “I have a guest, why do you disturb me without a drink on a tray?” princess Beverly wants to know. “It is about your guest,” the butler whispers. “Just a moment, Lord Darren,” the princess excuse herself. In a private room the butler tells princess Beverly that his daughter should go in exchange for the money, “my family can do with the money, thirteen mouths to feed is no small task. “He would never know the difference since he will be in America. You have been loyal and hard-working for so many years.  If I do this for you, you will continue working for me?”  the princess wants to know. “Yes,” the butler says. Princess Beverley walks back into the room where Lord Darren is waiting, “she can leave tonight.” “I can?” Armenia asked shocked, looking at her father. Lord Darren shows another man that is with him, standing to the side to bring in the money. “Darling, go and freshen up,” princess Beverly says so that Armenia can go and say goodbye to her family that is staying in the staff courters of the mansion. The butler takes his daughter and walks her out of the room but before he could leave with her Lord Darren interrupts, “she is fine the way she is, everything she needs will be provided.” “Lord Darren, let her say goodbye at least,” Princess Beverly says. “Be quick,” Lord Darren walks out to his 1912 Cadillac. “What is going on?” Armenia asks the princess. “Asks your father, it is what he wants,” Princess Beverley says, retiring for the night. “He is offering a handsome amount, think of what it will do for our family, and the life you will have. You don’t want to end up a kitchen maid with a poor butler as a husband?”  “You are a great man and you made mother happy, why would I not want to end up with someone like you,” Armenia protests. “Don’t take this away from your siblings,” her father begs. Armenia thinks of the better life her family will have and how proud her mother would have been.  ‘I will be a lady,’ she thinks, smiling. “I take that smile as a yes?”  “Yes father,” Armenia goes to the staff quarters to say goodbye to her siblings and after dapping the tears off her face she greeted her father. “Let me walk you to the car,” the butler says, giving Armenia one last hug. Once inside the car, Armenia looked shyly at Lord Darren. ‘I hope he is a gentleman and will marry me first before attempting to take my virtue,’ Armenia thinks. They rode in silence for a moment and after a good distance from the town, the car came to a halt. Lord Darren climbed out first and held his hand out to Armenia. “See you in a couple of days,” Lord Darren said to his driver.   Before her feet touch the ground, she was in his arms, “close your eyes and sleep.”  After compelling her, Lord Darren sped of using his Vampire speed, going towards the frozen Arctic North Pole, making his way to Canada just before the sunrise. Once the sun settled again, he continued his journey to Windham, New Hampshire, where he will deliver, yet another royal for the Kings of the Supernatural world. It is the year 1915 and the Searles Castle, commissioned by Edward Francis Searles; so it appears on paper but he was only the human face, the front which the Supernatural royals hide behind, has finally been completed and ready to be occupied by the royals of the Supernatural world. To a visitor, the Searles Castle consists of an entrance, a reception hall, a foyer, a dining room, a music room, a sun porch, a library, a grand stairway, a second-floor guest suite, a third-floor guest suite a second-floor rotunda, servants rooms, a kitchen, a butlers pantry, a butlers room, and a master bedroom suite which consist of a sitting room, a bathroom, and a sunroom but with a little bit of Shaman magic, the castle is much more than what the eye can see as it house over one hundred royals of different supernatural species mainly consisting of Werewolves and Vampires. After a supernatural war that left most of the kings of the higher council without wives, they send out their supernatural troops to seek out brides from families that have a royal bloodline history, amongst humans. Armenia wakes up, unaware that she is not in her own bed, thinking that it was all just a strange dream but when she opens her eyes she realizes that it was not a dream.  Armenia looks up at the frills of the four-poster bed, white lace layers.  She lifts the white silk covers up and breath a sigh of relief when she sees she is still dressed in last night's dress.