Blood Bound To The Vampire King

After the pain had subsided, the maid led me to the bathroom and cleaned me, since I was too weak to do it myself.

The maid kept stealing glances at me as she washed me, I could tell she had thoughts running in her head.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked, my voice cold and distant.

She shivered slightly but continued cleaning me. "Nothing Princess, I'm just sorry for you." She said and I rolled my eyes.

"Why? Because my father strangled me or because I'm getting married to a prince I know nothing about?" I asked and she gulped.

"Because you've been through a lot, princess. Since you were little you've been either sick or injured. Your father would vent his anger on you, he would beat you and mistreat you as though you weren't his blood and now he's forced you to marry a man you don't even love so I just feel bad for you—" she answered and I could hear eyes welling up with tears.

I sighed. "It's okay. It's fate and I'll just have to accept it." I said and she wiped her tears as she finished cleaning me up.

I got out of the bathroom and she dried my body with a towel then wrapped me in a robe.

I walked outside the room and settled on the edge of my bed as my maid rushed to my wardrobe picking out a red dress.

"What's your name?" I asked as I watched her drop the dress on the bed.

"Evanora." She replied.

"And we need to dry your hair and get you ready so your father won't get upset and hurt you more than he already has." She replied and I nodded.

She was so caring and Sweet, just like my mother, I wish she's okay. I hope the curse hasn't taken her away. Even though I wasn't Seraph anymore, I needed to get the cure and help my people.

"What's the Kingdom?" I asked suddenly calling her attention as she prepared my makeup on my dresser.

"Hmm?"

"The Kingdom I'm marrying into."

"Holdenia." She answered shortly.

Holdenia? That's perfect. I was planning on going there before I died, at least I can continue my mission.

Yes this body is bloody weak.

But I'll do it, for mum.

A small smile formed on my face, as I stared into space.

"Okay then, let's get you ready." She said pulling me from the bed and walking me to the dressing table.

HOURS LATER**

I opened my eyes since, Evanora asked me to. She said she wanted to surprise me with the makeup "Transformation" although I'm sure I won't be that different. I'm already beautiful.

As my eyes moved to the figure in the mirror, I felt stunned. I had never been so beautiful in my entire life.

Usually I'm under a cloak, washing my face with water whenever I get injured or stained but now, for the first time. I felt makeup on my skin and it changed me.

Well, Eliana—but still, it was me.

"I look beautiful—" I managed to utter, still amazed by how transformed I felt.

A part of me smiled, even if just for a second. But I couldn't forget the truth hidden beneath the powder and silk. Today wasn't just about marriage—it was the beginning of my mission.

I may not be a demon anymore, but I won't leave the demon race to suffer.

"Let's get the dress on you." She said and pulled the dress up from the mattress. I gawked at the beautiful dress.

Was this supposed to be on me?

She helped me wear it and escorted me to the full-length mirror at the end of the room.

I twirled around, admiring how beautiful the dress looked, how beautiful I looked. The dress was a bright shade of red, which was quite odd. I thought weddings made use of lighter colours but I chose not to question it. The corset hugged tightly to my waist, accenting my delicious curves.

The skirt flowed behind me like a sea of blood streaked with gold, glimmering with every step I took. I drew in a breath.

Never in a million years did I think I'd end up married.

Me. Seraphina. The great warrior, now clad in a wedding dress, on her way to meet her silly husband. Even the thought of having a husband irked me—especially knowing what my father did to my mother before he left.

He said he loved her. Said he'd stay with her forever. Promised her children, a life together.

He knew their love was forbidden, but he led her on anyway. And when she was pregnant with me, he disappeared. Said he couldn't handle the consequences that came with my existence. For a moment, I felt like a princess.

But the mirror reflected more than beauty—it showed the weight of everything I had endured.

I chuckled sadly. Even though I reincarnated or soul shifted, I still have the same abusive father, they both wanted to get rid of me, they both don't want to see me. Is it fate? Or just bad luck?

The room fell into a quiet stillness, my thoughts heavy in the air. I sighed again, trying to shake them off.

Evanora cleared her throat. "Princess. I will take my leave now."She muttered with a bow and I can see tears brimming in her eyes again.

Why did she want to cry?

Didn't most maids like it when their owners were leaving?

I walked close to her gracefully, wondering how I could walk in a dress when I never wore one in my previous body. "Hey? Are you okay?" I asked and she shook her head, letting her tears fall freely.

"I'll miss you, so much." She rasped, pulling me into a hug.

Again with the hugs!

It irked me but I allowed it seeing as the lady was hurting.

"I know you might not remember me since you're still recovering from your illness but you were a great princess and friend to me. You saved me from your brother, when he tried to rape me and when your father wanted to kill me for a crime I didn't commit, you stood for me, believed in me."

I stilled as I listened to her talk. Slowly easing into the hug.

"No one has ever treated me as human as you have and I love you for that." She cried and I didn't know when my arms wrapped around her and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Why was this girl so emotional?

I hated it.

"I'll miss you." She murmured, tenderly. I smiled. "I'll miss you too."

A knock at the door shattered the moment. "Come in" I ordered, breaking the hug as I made to go admire myself some more. I wiped my eyes quickly as the door peeled open, and the scent of lavender hit my nostrils again.

That scent… just like yesterday. My heart leapt without permission.

Was it Sebastian?

No. Someone else stepped in—he must be the bodyguard.

I didn't know when a dry sigh escaped my lips.

"Good morning, Princess. Your presence is required downstairs. Your husband is here." He said sternly.

Just like Sebastian. Infact exactly like Sebastian. Always serious and cold but always there when you need him.

"Oh, it's you—" I said and rolled my eyes lightly. I saw his green eyes crinkle with something I couldn't decipher. "Yes, Your Highness." He answered as though I asked a question.

"I'll be down in a minute." I said, dusting the invisible wrinkles on my dress. "The King said I should bring you down with me." He said and I scoffed.

"Okay then. Let's go." I said and walked to the door. I glanced at Evanora one last time and she passed me a warm smile as she mouthed "good luck" I nodded and followed Mr bodyguard. Unknown to me that this was just beginning…