Chapter 1 - The Beginning
Summer Centianne
Summer Centianne (FL)
Age: 18
Species: Human
Facts: loves to write, has the ability to adapt in different situations, cheeky when it comes to people she dislikes, has striking purple eyes
Drystan Clifford
Drystan Clifton - (ML)
Age: ???
Species: Vampire
Facts: drinking (heavyweight), loves teasing Summer, loves high-risk games, drinking Summer's blood, and is terribly cheeky.
Cassian Hamilton
Cassian Hamilton
Age: ???
Species: Vampire
Facts: owns Hamilton Hall, acts like a father figure, has a long crush on Summer, is normally gentle but gets jealous of Drystan easily.
Matthias Wind
Matthias Wind
Age: ???
Species: Vampire
Facts: is a famous watchmaker, is Cassian's oldest friend, has a silent crush on Summer but treats her like a younger sister (spoils her as such), has quite the laid-back attitude, is pretty chill and rarely gets angry.
Kyran Brookes
Kyran Brookes
Age: ???
Species: Vampire
Facts: appears to look gentle but hates human interaction, is a terribly good swordsman, has a sword named Cherry, develops a small short-lasting crush on Summer, pretty cold most of the time.
I was twelve when I realised how cruel humans could be.
They speak of a love that families share that cannot be broken, no matter how hard you tug at its strings.
Well, it was clear to me that Dell knew something that most fairytales didn't...
A secret to cut all ties with family and to leave them in a state of misery and despair of his own gain.
In exchange for twelve gold coins, enough for a 2 weeks' worth of food, he cut all ties with me for good.
Dell Centianne
Her name is Summer.
He said my name like I was a piece of moldy bread that he stole from a baker's trash.
Dell Centianne
She's twelve, nearly thirteen.
Slave Trader
I see... and have you any intention of reclaiming her?
He looked up at the slave trader while I was pushed into a cage by his lackeys, clutching onto the bars desperately calling out for him.
He didn't even look at me as the money was exchanged.
The man I called brother so affectionately was no longer there.
Instead, the last memory that I have of him was bitter and cold, like a lemon in winter.
I was brought to a place called the Floral Cove. You might think that it sounds like a fairytale palace, but it is nothing like it.
Its walls are made of pure white marble and the floors are painted daily with a red wax, which shimmers as the lanterns around it light the hall up for the night.
Shoved inside, I was treated like a piece of cattle.
Slave Trader
She's S-grade merchandise.
Slave Trader
Be careful in handling her.
Brothel Owner
Oh, I will. Shall we get you into a pretty dress, my dear?
Slave Trader
She is NOT to be trained by you. She is merchandise. If you wish to buy her for your brothel, you must bid for her.
Brothel Owner
Ha, as if anyone could outbid me.
Brothel Owner
Besides... those purple eyes are particular. I've never seen anything like them before.
Those purple eyes were always and have always been the source of my misery.
But perhaps they were the source of my good fortune in the end.
Pulled into a room, bathed and dressed, the woman stared at me, clicking her tongue at every angle.
Brothel Owner
You need to put some meat on you.
Brothel Owner
I'll make you into a fine service woman. You'll enjoy your life here, dear.
I didn't want to stay with this woman.
Her perfume smelt like old cabbage and her hair was greasy and made my skin itch.
In the end of the evening, I was pulled by two men into a cage, where it immediately closed behind me.
I gripped onto the bars nervously before the curtains in front of me were lifted, revealing a room full of men.
Slave Trader
Feast your eyes on this specimen... a purple-eyed beauty, only the tender age of twelve!
Slave Trader
S-grade merchandise here, folks! Like never before!
All of the men and woman in the room stared at me, making me shiver as I stepped back from the bars.
My white dress made me look like an angel, while the purple ribbon sash around my waist complimented my eyes perfectly.
These men were calling out prices which were more than ten times what my brother received.
The idea of me going home with one of those people scared me.
Slave Trader
Why don't you sing us a little song, hm? Do a little twirl in that dress of yours?
But I simply sat there in the middle, my eyes glaring angrily at the trader.
And that was the moment when I met him.
He was tall and clearly the most handsome man in the room.
His long golden hair almost covered half of his eye and his tall figure and aura overpowered everyone in the room.
Cassian Hamilton
500 gold coins. Cash.
Cassian Hamilton
I'll be taking her.
And that was the fateful day that I met Cassian Hamilton... my Cassian Hamilton.
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