"Yes, I am quite serious, Lilly." My mother continued to opened trunks

that I was told since infancy wouldn't be open until my wedding. "Now

get out, most of this is for your husband’s eyes only, and your

nervousness is making me ill."

 

I stood up and walked out of her room and crossed the long hallway

into my room, slamming the door behind me. I looked at the canopy

bed, gauzy curtains of soft greens and blues falling down to the dark

blue and silver stitched bedding. I threw myself onto my bed, taking in

the only human looking room in the house. I spotted my reflection in

the mirror of my vanity and picked up a dark blue pillow and threw it.

Of course my room was the only human looking room in the

ridiculously oversized house, I was the only human in the house. The

mirror distorted my reflection and I looked away trying to keep my

tears from falling, the last thing I needed was for my younger brother to

scent my grief and saunter in like he owned the place.

I sighed, who was I kidding, he was going to own this place, and the title

and everything else. He was a Halfling, half vampire, half human, what I

was supposed to have been. Imagine my vampire mother and fathers

surprise, when they prepare a bottle of formula cut with blood only to

find out, voila, full human daughter.

 

 

I stared up at the ceiling, genetically I was rare, if you had two vampire

parents, and the vampire gene is dominate, it’s only a small percentage

that the baby would have the recessive human gene. But I did, which

meant for an average vampire household, embarrassment, and the

hopes that someone will adopt the human quickly. At least that is what

I would assume would happen. To be honest I have never heard about

another human born to a vampire family, but who knows.

However, for my family, who held royal blood, and with it, royal power,

for my family it brought embarrassment, and shame. How could a

vampire family with such strong lines, have a human daughter?

I took deep breaths trying to keep the tears back, because of who my

family is, they couldn't just dump me off at the nearest European

orphanage. Nope, because, it just so happens when the great Vlaine

line has a child, that child is married off right in the womb. Some old

witch comes around, tells them the sex of the child, and poof the child

is engaged.

 

Imagine how thrilled my family was when they discovered the ruling

vampire family had just had a son not one year ago and was still trying

to find an appropriate match for him, and my mother just happened to

be carrying a daughter. Parties were thrown, engagements were made,

bonds were formed, blood oaths were voiced, and I ended up engaged.

Then out came Lilly, and down went my family. At least that's how my

brother tells it anyway. My mother, being a kind hearted creature, says

that the royal family still saw potential in the marriage between

Damien, their precious prince, and me, the embarrassment of a human.

However, other families with vampire Halfling children would have

their slightly stronger spawn start to attack me. I almost died three

times before I was even eight.

 

 

Needless to say, my father was forced to swallow his pride and take me

away from Europe, for my safety as well as my entire family’s safety.

Thus exchanging a couple of hundred year old castles for a brand new

mansion built in the wilds of Idaho. That's right, Idaho, where else can a

future human princess to the vampires be kept safe except in the only

place where running water still hasn't been discovered yet. Yep, Idaho.

I'm exaggerating the running water, but not by much, I look out my two

windows and see nothing but farm land, farm land as far as the eye can

see. It’s depressing, but its home. At least to me its home, to the rest of

my family, it’s beyond depressing.

 

Finally the tears began to fall and I groaned as my bedroom door

opened, as expected, and my twelve year old brother sauntered into

the room, smirking at me.

 

"Get out Luke."

 

"Oh ho, little human Lilly crying in her little bitty bed?" I glared at the

frustrating brat. He was the perfect specimen of vampires, midnight

hair, midnight eyes, pale face, and sharp angular features. He could eat

his weight and then some, and still gain not a pound.

 

I, on the other hand, had long, chestnut hair, that had naturally, soft,

bouncy curls. That's right, soft curls, not the beautiful straight severe

black hair of my family, nope, soft, chestnut, and curls. It was

humiliating, along with that obvious difference, I was also full figured,

not angular and severe like the rest of my family, no I had curves, full

hips, full bust, a perfectly human hourglass figure. My eyes were

chocolate, that's right, sugar and milk with cocoa, chocolate. No

mysterious black, no intimidating harsh light from my eyes, nope, soft,

again! And I was a honey kissed tan, because while my family sun

 

 

burned, then returned to their pale glow, I absorbed the sun. My skin

took in the sun, changed my skin tones, and gave me the last nail in the

proverbial coffin.

 

I glared at my perfect specimen of vampirism brother and narrowed my

eyes, "You aren't a vampire either brat."

 

He shrugged the argument off haughtily, he naturally had haughtiness, I

couldn't muster it to save my life, "So, eventually I can be bit and

changed into a vampire. You can’t, can you itty bitty Lilly’’

 

I stood up and stalked towards him and I was satisfied to see panic flash

across his face before he bolted out the door yelling for Mother. I

snorted in satisfaction as I slammed the door again. But it was short

lived as I heard my door open and felt the ice cold presence of my

father stalk into my room, "Lilly."

 

I looked up at him and saw a frown on his sharp features, "What?"

His back straightened even more and his eyes narrowed, "Your mother

is ready to speak with you."

 

I nodded looking down, I knew my father disliked me, who wouldn’t;

my entrance into the world single handedly ruined his reputation and

took away everything from him, including his home. I walked silently

through the dark halls and back into the black and red room of my

parents.

 

My mother closed the last of the luggage and I gawked at them, "Wait,

what is going on?"

 

My father stood next to my mother giving me an icy stare, "You are

headed to France to meet up with your aunt, and from there you will go

 

 

by train to the house of your future husband."

 

My knees buckled under my weight and I collapsed hard onto the floor,

landing hard on my soft ass, "But I'm not supposed to marry him until

I'm nineteen, that's still six months away."

 

Mother looked up at my father in what could only be described as

nervousness, which for her to actually show, must mean something

very bad. I waited, staring miserably at them and finally my mother

turned to me and sat down on the edge of her bed, "Lilly, you must

start courting soon. It is different for vampire royalty, the courting is

very important. It is one of those things that must be learned by doing,

not by being told."

 

I looked up at her, fear stealing my breath, "I don't understand, I know

I'm an embarrassment, but, I thought that the marriage was cancelled

because of what I am."

 

My mother shook her head, "No darling, the agreement was made in

blood, and there is nothing that can be done. It will be hard and might

even be deadly for you, that’s why, we came here, why we gave up so

much for you to have a happy life until now."

I felt tears spill down my face and looked up to my father who was

looking away in disgust. I looked back down ashamed, "I thought...I had

plans, college, a future..."

 

Both my parents shook their heads, "No Lilly, you leave for Paris

tonight. Isadora, your aunt, will meet you there, and then you will have

to go shopping."

 

"Why?" Of all the stupid things, the last thing on my mind was shopping

but the look in my Mothers face silenced me.

 

 

"You have nothing appropriate to wear, I went through all six trunks,

when I had bought the garments, I had thought your body would be

more...like mine."

 

I hunched down a bit realizing that I had to get an entirely new

wardrobe because my mother had shopped for a future vampire, not a

plump human.

 

"Enough coddling Esmeralda, let’s go already."

My mother nodded and touched my soft hair before pulling me to my

feet and kissing me goodbye.

 

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