Chapter 181
“Why would you take such a risk?” Shysie asked.
“Because I wanted my own flesh and blood,” King Thorvald said, pouring himself a drink.
“Strange that not one of the she-wolves fell pregnant with your offspring,” Shysie remarked.
“Get out, and Shysie, I am personally putting you in charge of my daughter’s safety,” King Thorvald warned.
“Thank you for the honor but I politely decline,” Shysie said before speeding off.
King Thorvald took another drink, “How did she even carry the child inside a convent with a shaman spell over it without making the child sick?” King Thorvald reads the words in his head of a nun explaining what has come to pass. That the mother had the castle’s address in her diary and wrote about a king Thorvald, a demon king, and when they found the little demon child on her dead mother’s breast, drinking from her flesh, her blood, with fangs instead of milk they thought it best to send the child to her father.
Wynn immediately took his leave and sped over to the convent. He was shocked to hear about the death of prncess Claire and what the nun has written in the letter. “You said her husband died in the European war,” the nun said accusingly through the gate.
“He was, I just didn’t know she was possessed by a demon king,” Wynn lied, taking his leave.
‘How can a vampire father a child unless he is a prehistoric vampire?’ Wynn tried to get to the bottom of things while he made his way back to the castle.
“Where have you been these past few days,” Shysie wanted to know when Wynn returned to the castle one evening.
“Come, I will tell you all about it,” he forcefully grabbed his sister by the arm and forced her to speed with him to his bedroom.
“I know you share king Thorvald’s secrets. I also know that princess Claire’s daughter is not human but a vampire,” Wynn said.
“And I know that you hid princess Claire,” Shysie said, only realizing it now.
“Why have you not out me to the king then?” Wynn asked.
“Take my advice on this one, but it is best you don’t tell anyone what you know,” Shysue said. before speeding off.
June 1919
The human war has finally come to an end, a few more hunter babies were born since the first one, the werewolf royal daughters are still safe and sound all toddlers now running around. With too many questions raised about why king Thorvald didn’t want princess Claire's child, his daughter with the rest of the children, he decided it was best to send her away. King Thorvald compelled his baby daughter to never drink blood, not even eat meat and left her with a convent that knew nothing about the supernatural world and therefore didn’t have a shaman spell over it.
***
“Why is she so happy? Did they locate her husband?” Queen Lana asked one of the footmen one morning at breakfast when she noticed queen Amirah smiling from ear to ear.
“No, my queen, she is busy planning the wedding of prince Andre and lady Hannah,” the footman said, filling her cup with tea.
“I am happy that lady Hannah is finally able to move on,” Chione comment.
“So, any more news from my daughters-in-law?” Queen Lana wanted to know if anyone of them was pregnant. All the ladies was silent.
“I take it not,” Queen Lana said disappointed.
“We are actively working on it mother. Perhaps you should stop seeing your daughters-in-law as breeding animals and more like humans and wives that are keeping your sons happy,” Prince Deacon said.
“I don’t see them as breeding animals,” Queen Lana dismissed prince Deacon's words.
During Breakfast prince Andre arrived with lady Hannah on his arm, joining queen Amirah at her table.
“My darling son, lady Hannah,” Queen Amirah stood up and embraced them both.
Their laughter and joy were undeniable and to everyone, it sounded that the wedding was taking place in a few days’ time, in the evening so that the nightwalkers could also attend.
***
Shysie was busy doing lady Hannah’s hair the night of the wedding, in silence.
“Out with it,” Lady Hannah broke the ice.
“Out with what?” Shysie asked.
“I can see that something weights heavy on your mind,” Lady Hannah said, looking at herself in the mirror.
“Prince Andre is going to kill me,” Shysie said.
“What? Why?” Lady Hannah askee, shocked that the man she was about to marry will do such a thing.
“Did you ever wish to be a mother?” Shysie asked, turning a piece of lady Hannah’s hair.
“Not for the past 400 years, no,” Lady Hannah said.
“Really?” Shysie asked, shocked at her words.
“Yes, now stop avoiding my question and tell me why my husband-to-be is going to kill you,” Lady Hannah said, turning to face Shysie, looking up at her.
“For what I am about to tell you,” Shysie said.
“Out with it already. Does he have a secret child?” Lady Hannah asked.
“No but lord Dario does,” Shysie blurted out.
“That is not possible unless he is over 2400 years old,” Lady Hannah said, her skin going white.
“Did lord Dario tell you how the vampire hunter kids are being created?” Shysie asked, hesitant.
“Yes,” Lady Hannah said.
“Well, king Thorvald wanted to test if DNA from any vampire will have the same result as his own DNA and lord Dario volunteered,” Shysie told her.
“You mean to tell me that my husband has been cloned and there is a little lord Dario vampire hunter running around?” Lady Hannah asked shocked.
“Not running around yet, he is still a baby and not an exact clone and not a vampire hunter, it didn’t work,” Shysie said.
“Show me,” Lady Hannah said, standing up, shaking.
“Perhaps you should get married first and I will take you to see the baby after?” Shysie suggested.
“Why tell me?” Lady Hannah asked, clearly unsettled.
“Because once again you are going to marry a man that cannot give your children,” Shysie started.
“If you want children then why don’t you let your king clone your DNA and give you children?” Lady Hannah asked, standing up, her hands shaking so she made them into fists.
“I just thought that you should know that lord Dario left a part of him behind,” Shysie said.
“He betrayed me. He didn’t discuss it with me,” Lady Hannah said, tears forming in her eyes.
“I am sorry for telling you. Let’s get you to the aisle,” Shysie said, dapping lady Hannah’s face with a clean handkerchief.
“Show me the baby,” Lady Hannah slapped Shysie’s hand away.
Shysie took a deep breath, “Very well.”
‘I hope when she sees the baby, she will be reminded of lord Dario and no longer want to marry that @sshole, Andre,’ Shysie thought to herself. Shysie always saw lord Dario as a father as he was the one that saved Wynn and herself so many years ago. Shysie and Wynn both don’t have any memories prior to the day that lord Dario saved them, the same year that he became a vampire himself.
***
It was a few hundred years before Christ and Shysie were tied down to a rock that was carved into a square slab. When her eyes opened, she tried to think about who she was, what her name was and if she knee the man that was tied to slab next to her, himself, unconscious.
“When the sun rises their flesh will burn until they turn to ash!” Their capturer roared to his subjects, making them all praise loudly, their cheering waking Wynn up.
Wynn looked to his one side where a man was tied up before he realized that he was tied up as well.
‘What is going on?’ he asked himself, looking to his other side where a beautiful blond woman was tied down to a slab.
“I will rid this earth of Bloodsuckers! Every last vampire!” their capturer shouted out again.
“Bloodsucker?” Shysie asked out loud.
Shysie pulled her eyes from the man that was tied to a slab and looked at her other side where there waa another man tied to a slab. She tried to look at the crowd and around her. She noticed that they are drinking heavily. Shysie looked up at the starry night, a half-moon hanging in it.
“Who are you?” Shysiw asked the man that was looking at her from the other slab.
“I am,” Wynn started but then goes silent, ‘Who am I?’ he asked himself trying to think.
“The same problem over here, I don’t have a clue who I am,” Shysie said.
“Vampires,” the man on Shysie’s other side said.
“Vampires?” Shysie turned her head to face him.
“Yes, you call yourself Shadow and he is your twin brother, Wicked,” the man said.
“Wicked?” Shysie said, looking at the man that was supposed to be her brother.
“Why don’t I know this? What happened here?” Shysie asked.
The man was about to answer when their capturer cut the man next to her with several deep cuts making the blood flow out of him at a rapid rate. Shysie looked in shock as the blood from the man’s throat shoots out, the man gasping and choking at the same time.
