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Evangeline woke up a few hours later to find herself in an unfamiliar bed. She opened her eyes. She lay in this bed in a candlelit room, and she could hear the warm crackling of a fire nearby. It took her a few moments to remember just what had happened to her. Suddenly, the princess brought her hand to her neck. It hurt. It felt like it had been bandaged, she could smell blood. It was on her hands, she could feel it in her hair. The last thing that Evangeline remembered was Elizabeth appearing in front of her and grabbing her by the throat. The princess could feel herself starting to panic. Her heart started to beat uncomfortably fast and she looked to the side of her bed to see Azrael sitting there. It was then that she started to calm down a little."I....I didn't die, did I?"she asked softly, one of her hands moving to her neck for a moment. It hurt to talk at the moment, so perhaps it would be better if she didn't say anything at all. Evangeline scooted across the bed and moved to wrap her arms around his shoulders. Thankfully he was very close by so she didn't have to stretch herself too far. "Thank you..."she whispered, burying her face into his shoulder comfortably. Evangeline was very lucky to be alive right now, and for that she was incredibly grateful.

After a few long moments, she pulled away and stared into her companion's eyes. She hadn't expected Azrael to come to her rescue like he had. "W-what happened?" she managed to choke out, moving some of her hair from her pale face. "I don't remember anything." the princess turned her head a little to look out into the night. Snow was falling. It would have been nice to go out there if she hadn't been injured like this. Evangeline glanced back at Azrael and tilted her head to the side a little. She was looking a little worse for wear at the moment. Her neck was incredibly bruised and sore, her skin was paler than usual, if that was even possible. The dark-haired girl wondered what had gone on. Would he tell her the truth, or would he tell her a lie to spare her feelings?
Evangeline looked up at Azrael and blinked her long eyelashes at him. He had said that her beauty was very hard to resist, that he couldn't help himself when he saw her bleeding. She honestly had no idea just how much power she held over him. She was about to speak, but the vampire started to go on about something else. About vampires who were very different from the regular kind. "What do you mean by unique? What would make me any different from the regular vampire? I....I'm not saying I want to become one, but....it sounds interesting...."the princess fell silent for a moment and then spoke again. She gently grabbed Azrael's hand and looked up at him once more. "I would think you would want to keep me as a human...if my blood is so precious, then why would you waste that by turning me into a vampire? Is eternal life really all it's cracked up to be? Would you feel comfortable knowing you could throw me across a room and I would be fine? ...A-anyway, I don't think you would ever hurt me intentionally... perhaps you just need to find some self control deep within yourself."a small smile crossed her pale face and she looked up at her companion with her ever curious eyes.

He started to speak about her not wanting to travel with them, that he would take her to the next town, but Evangeline quickly shook her head. She wanted to stay with him, even if she was quite frightened of Elizabeth. Going back home would mean she would be forced to marry someone she didn't love, she'd be forced into a life of misery and entrapment. Something she didn't want. "N-no I...want to stay..."she mumbled softly as Azrael suddenly whipped around. The princess wasn't sure what he was doing, but she stayed behind when he went to the front door and opened it.

Elizabeth watched Azrael with cold and aggravated eyes."I saw what happened, what you did. You kissed that little bitch without a second thought, you cannot possibly expect me to believe that you have no romantic intentions or feelings for her. I.... I thought I was still the one you loved and cared for, but I see that is a very different story now." Elizabeth turned away from Azrael and folded her arms. She wasn't even able to say how angry she was right now. All these feelings were boiling away inside her. It hurt to see Azrael throw himself at a human without a second thought. She was no longer important, it seemed. Without saying anything more, she headed back inside and looked at Evangeline with murderous eyes. She had the intent to kill her. With speed that went unrivaled in all the land, Elizabeth appeared in front of her and choked her. One hand around the girl's neck, squeezing with only a small amount of her strength. Of course, the girl struggled for a few seconds, but she soon fell limp. Elizabeth would tear her apart. Soon she would be unrecognizable. Her teeth ripped into the girl's pale skin, and she started to bite away at her like a ravenous animal, spitting everything out a moment later and tossing her to the floor. She would die soon. Elizabeth turned around to face Azrael, blood dripping down her face and onto her clothes. It was like she had gone mad. "Looks like she'll be dead soon, you'll have to pay attention to me, and only me."she said softly, lunging at him a second later with her fangs out.
Evangeline stared up at Azrael when he turned her back towards him. She wasn't sure what he was planning, but she saw him lick his lips. All of a sudden, he kissed her for some reason, and he started to bite at her lower lip as he did so. The princess didn't know what to do with herself. At first, she squirmed, wanting to get away, but she didn't actually bother to get up off of the sofa and move. Her hands moved about awkwardly, as she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. After a moment or so, she pulled away from Azrael a little and tried to speak. "Y-you said you weren't....going to bite...Elizabeth'll....s-see.."she managed to mumble, finding the strength to pull herself away from him completely. Evangeline looked away from him and brought her hand to her mouth. She could taste her blood on her lips. She hadn't realized that she had bitten herself hard enough to draw blood."D-do you realize what you've done?"she asked him softly, not turning around to face him just yet."Your first kiss is supposed to...be with someone special that you love and..."Evangeline trailed off for a moment and turned to look at Azrael again. "You stole my first kiss....just so you could feed off of me..."the princess muttered, feeling a little violated. Evangeline wiped the remaining blood from her lips and she shook her head."Why couldn't you just use the vials I gave you? Or....why couldn't you just take it from my arm...like before? Why did you have to kiss me?" the girl had several questions for the vampire, but she felt like she should be asking the most important ones first. Her fingers ran through her long black hair nervously, and her cheeks were a bright pink. It was obvious that she was quite embarrassed at the moment. Evangeline could feel her heart beating uncomfortably fast, and she was reminded of a few days back, where she was pressed up against a wall by the very man that had just bitten her. She had to admit that she felt like there was something between them, but she wasn't entirely sure. These feelings were new to her and she didn't really find herself understanding them, either. These feelings made her body feel all...weird.
Elizabeth finished off her glass of brandy and placed it down on the small table beside her chair. She looked over at Azrael and watched as he put the young human girl down on the sofa. "I don't want her filth on my sofa. She deserves to sleep outside." she muttered angrily, getting to her feet and walking straight up to the man. "I don't want her here.... she doesn't deserve to be here. You should take her back to wherever the hell she comes from.... I'm supposed to be the important one in your life, I thought. It looks like you've got feelings for a stupid girl like her....romantic or not, you care for her. You care for a human. It sickens me."the woman folded her arms tightly against her chest and she sighed, unsure of what she was going to do at the moment. Suddenly, Evangeline started to wake up because she heard voices. She opened her eyes to see Elizabeth and Azrael standing a meter or so away from her, and they were talking about her, it seemed. Elizabeth didn't seem to like her very much at all. "Mm....what's going on?"she asked them softly, sitting up and rubbing her eyes rather sleepily. "Is this where you live, Elizabeth?" Evangeline asked, looking up at the woman with a small smile on her face. Unfortunately, Elizabeth didn't return the smile and she glared down at the human girl, looking as if she was going to tear her apart at any moment."Shut your mouth, girl. You're lucky I even allowed you to stay under this roof. If you don't watch yourself I'll rip you apart and bleed you dry within a matter of seconds. If you're not out of here by the morning, I will see to it that you become nothing more than a useless sack of blood and bone."and with that, she turned away and headed out the front door, almost slamming it off of the hinges as she went outside. It had started to rain, but she didn't really care. She needed a way to calm herself down. When Elizabeth had left them alone, Evangeline didn't say anything. She simply sat there on the couch, biting her lip. There were tears in her eyes, but she didn't cry out or make a sound, as she didn't know what to do with herself. She hadn't expected Elizabeth to say something so cruel to her, so she was honestly surprised."I.....I suppose I should go...."she muttered softly, looking up at Azrael. Tears started to run down the princess's cheeks and although she tried her best to wipe them away quickly, it was useless. "She..she hates me..."Evangeline blurted out, turning away from her companion and burying her face into the back of the sofa as she cried.
Evangeline had made sure to stick close to Azrael when he introduced her to Elizabeth. It looked like the woman was a little pissed off, so the girl had a firm grip on his arm as she stood there, just in case things went a little south. "I-it's nice to meet you..."the princess stated in her soft voice, bowing her head lightly. Soon, she was helped up off of the ground and she continued to cling to Azrael, not daring to let go of his hand. "I'll have you know, I know lots of things about vampires because you told me..."the girl pouted a little and looked up at the woman who was in front of Azrael. She had her arms folded. "Letting a human like her into my home isn't the best idea you've ever had, but fine....I'm sure you know which way we're going."the redhead stated, narrowing her eyes at the young princess before she turned her back to the both of them. It wasn't long before they were on their way to Elizabeth's home. Evangeline trusted that Azrael wasn't going to be leading her into any sort of trouble. She hoped things wouldn't end badly for her. Elizabeth kept at the back of the group as they walked, keeping a close eye on the young girl walking beside her ex-lover. Eventually, after quite some time of walking, she noticed that the girl was slowing down. She was probably tired, it was not surprising.Stupid, useless girl....she'll only be a burden. I won't have her come between us. those thoughts constantly ran over in the woman's mind, and she clenched her fists as she walked. She could feel herself becoming increasingly angered with this strange girl. When Azrael asked if she was tired, the princess nodded her head slowly and looked up at him."A-ah that's embarrassing...I can walk, it's fine, really..."she stuttered awkwardly, taking a step back from him in order to kindly decline his offer. Unfortunately, he picked her up anyway. He was admirably strong. Evangeline wasn't sure just how strong he was, but it was certainly something that she admired. Evangeline didn't bother to protest, as she knew he wasn't going to be putting her down again. After about thirty minutes of sitting comfortably in his arms, she ended up falling asleep. "I can't believe you let a human come with us. What is wrong with you?"Elizabeth asked once the girl was fast asleep. She moved so she could walk beside him."Do you know how much of a risk she poses to us? Just who is she, anyway? Some peasant girl? She looks a little too clean for a peasant....Just where did you find her, Azrael?" of course, Elizabeth had a lot of other questions for him, but those were the main ones she wanted answered at the moment."Sh-...she stole you away from me. You still owe me that kiss from earlier."she muttered under her breath, moving past him and into the darkness. Elizabeth was angry enough at the moment to not talk to him. It seemed like he had his heart set on that stupid little human girl.
Evangeline had looked to the stairs when she heard her name being called. Luckily for her, Azrael was there to get her out of this mess. Within a blink of an eye, he was down on her floor and coming to her rescue. A couple of moments later, she was back on her feet and the vampires around her had seemingly been defeated to the point where they would not fight back. Azrael had picked her up without warning and headed out of the building, placing her on her feet a couple of moments later. The princess took a moment to catch her breath and she looked up at Azrael when she was ready to speak. "I....I ran away...because I'm going to be getting married in a few days and....and I didn't want to... I wasn't going to throw away my life like that..."the girl bit down on her lip softly and moved to bury her face in his chest. It was obvious that she was quite upset and scared by what had just occurred. Naturally so. "I'm so glad that I managed to stumble upon where you were...I was worried that I wasn't going to see you again, or that you would try to find me, but it would be too late...y-you have to understand. Do you honestly think I want to live my life tucked away in a room to produce children for a man I do not love? It's disgusting..."after embracing him for a couple of minutes, Evangeline pulled away and searched through the bag she had taken with her. "H-here...I prepared these for you in case we ever met again..." she pulled out a few vials of her blood sealed with a cork, her pale hand offering them to him without any hesitation. "Now you can just think of it as a thank you. I did it this morning...i-it took a little while but I managed." Evangeline smiled softly up at the vampire, waiting for him to take her gift. Elizabeth on the other hand, was not too happy. She had followed Azrael out of the room and downstairs to see what was going on, but she hadn't acted in order to save the girl like he did. He had called her name. He knew who she was. They seemed to be quite acquainted with each other. With a sour look on her face, she watched as he had picked her up and brought her outside into the darkness. Elizabeth followed along and with folded arms she stood in the shadows, watching as the two of them conversed. "Just who is this?"she asked softly, moving some of her fiery red hair over her slender shoulders. "I don't believe you told me you had a little girl running after you."the woman added, looking Evangeline up and down. She was obviously quite wealthy, part of aristocracy no doubt. She watched as the girl looked over at her. She seemed to be quite frightened of her, which brought a smile to the vampire's face. "Don't tell me you're going to turn her into one of us.... I'd be most disappointed if that was your intention, Azrael." Elizabeth looked up at the man and wrapped her arms around one of his, showing Evangeline that he belonged to her and no one else, in case the girl had planned to steal him from her at some stage.
"You know why we parted, Azrael, you left me all alone not too long after turning me into one of your bloodsucking creatures. I was left to fend for myself, and I was never able to find you again. I had nothing that I could use to track you with, no possessions. You left me alone and it really really hurt, I don't think you understand just what you did to me. Maybe it was the guilt of turning me into a vampire that made you leave? You loved me too much to sit there and watch me suffer, so you abandoned me and left me in the cold." with a gentle hand, Elizabeth placed it over Azrael's as his thumb was at her cheek. She nuzzled her cheek into his grasp for a moment before pulling away from him, obviously still hurt by what had happened. "Just how many years was it? Did you lose count just like I did?" she asked him, her piercing green eyes burning into his before she turned her back to him and faced the bed. Her arms were folded, posture clearly communicating that she wasn't happy at the moment. "Do you still love me, at least? I... I've missed you...so much. So much to the point where I didn't so much as look at another man because I hoped that one day we would meet again and you would remember me." Elizabeth sighed and shrugged her shoulders lightly, knowing that Azrael probably didn't feel anything for her anymore. It was understandable. It had been a very long time since they had seen each other. Things changed over time, after all. Suddenly, she turned around and placed her hands at his chest. "I want you to love me again. I need you. You could...you could come back home with me and I'll make the cakes you used to like...I'll serve you tea...I'll do anything you want me to, I don't care, as long as I get to be with you..."Elizabeth stared up at Azrael with a frown on her pale face. She was quite desperate to have him back in her arms, in her life. "P-please..."she whispered softly, her face burying itself into his chest. She didn't want to move. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Evangeline was at the party that was being held for her and her very soon to be husband. She really wasn't into any of the festivities that were going on and she kept well away from the disgusting old man that she was going to be married to. He was a king and in need of a wife capable of bearing children. Why she had to be the chosen one, she didn't even remotely understand. The princess simply stood there with an untouched glass of red wine in her hand, expression clearly not amused. Occasionally she joined in on the conversation with different figures of the community, but she mostly kept quiet. In her head, she was formulating a plan in order to let herself escape from the castle once and for all. She cared not for her parents, they meant nothing to her. She cared not for the man whom she was to be wed. He was approximately thirty years older than her and he was grotesque in terms of personality. All he cared about was her ability to produce children for his kingdom. After some time had passed, she excused herself from the current circle of conversation and she headed upstairs. When she was in her bedroom, she locked the door behind her and started to get out of her fancy dress. She would not be able to escape comfortably in such an outfit. The princess dressed herself in something more comfortable and fetched a rope from underneath her bed. she tied it to one of the bed posts and tossed it over the windowsill nearby, watching as it landed on the ground below. Evangeline took a deep breath and glanced around her room once more. She would miss her comfortable bed and her elegant clothes, but she was ready to get away from this life. The young woman packed a bag, placing coins and a few personal possessions inside before she hoisted it over her shoulder and moved to her window. With a little hesitation, she took a tight grip on the thick rope and headed down the castle wall, making sure to be as quiet and careful as possible. If she was spotted or heard, she'd never be allowed away from her husband. When she was about a meter away from the grass, she jumped down and landed carefully, looking around to see if she was surrounded by guards yet. Fortunately, the coast was clear. The gates were open and currently unguarded, as they were too busy getting people inside and socializing, so now was her chance. With surprising speed, Evangeline bolted towards the gates. When she had passed them, she just kept going. She had no intention to stop now. If she did, she would be found, and if she was found....well, she was trying not to think about that. Evangeline ran and ran until she could run no more. Eventually she found herself in front of a building. It looked almost like a tavern, but she wasn't sure what it was, exactly. She was exhausted and out of breath, so she decided to head on in. The young woman pushed open the door and let herself inside. There were...lots of odd looking people in here, it seemed. Biting her lip, she closed the door behind her and looked about. They were looking at her funny for some reason, and it made her uncomfortable. Suddenly, a man grabbed her by the arm, and then another. They were eyeing each other off quite viciously, but they weren't saying anything."H-hey, let me go! I didn't say you could touch me!" the princess started to scream as loud as she could, despite how tired she was. She kicked her legs about and tried to get her arms free, but unfortunately she wasn't able to escape their grasp.
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"You'll catch your death out here lying like that...."a soft voice came from the darkness, a warm hand at his cheek. The young girl who had come to Azrael's side was surprised to find him so....cold. He lacked any warmth, something was obviously wrong. The girl reached up to his shoulder and felt something sticking out of it. Of course, it was a little too dark for her to be able to see anything, but she could tell that it was an arrow, and the scent of spilled blood was in the cold night air. "O-oh dear...you're hurt...l-let me help you!"she offered. Unfortunately, she didn't receive a response back so she assumed the young man was just unconscious. She hoped that he was alright and not seriously injured, as she only had fairly basic medical knowledge and skills. With some effort, she managed to haul him off of the ground and place his arm around her shoulder. Now she found herself covered in mud and leaves, but it didn't matter. It seemed that her regular nightly stroll was going to get a lot more interesting. Every now and then she glanced at the young man, but it was far too dark to see him properly, so she relied on the minimal moonlight in the sky to guide her way home."It won't be long, you'll be alright~"she said softly, cheerfully, almost. Her voice was warm and it carried a rather caring tone to it. Elizabeth had always found joy in taking care of others, and when she was old enough she wanted to become a nurse and help the sick and the wounded. When she arrived back home in her modest log cabin, she flopped him onto the bed in the guest bedroom with a great deal of effort. His weight, although he wasn't incredibly heavy, had tired her out and she was ready to climb into bed herself, but unfortunately she had work to do. Saving this young man's life was important. In a rush, Elizabeth darted around and gathered medical supplies and some candles so she could see what she was doing. With gentle and nurturing hands she treated his wounds, did what she could. When she believed that he was thoroughly stitched up, she placed warm blankets over him and sat by his bedside. She would stay until he woke up, no matter how long it took. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Elizabeth was quite surprised to find that Azrael remembered her name so well. A soft smile spread across her face and she shrugged her shoulders lightly. "I'm here because...well, I suppose there's no point in dancing around it...I..I missed you very much. I wanted to see you again."she looked up into his eyes and fiddled with her hair a little. He looked almost the same as the day they had met, except maybe just a little taller and more handsome, but she wasn't going to say that in a room full of unsuspecting people. "I'm quite good at tracking down a familiar scent. I'd say it's my one and only talent....and I'm glad that I managed to come to the right place to find you. I had to ask around a little. Not many knew of your location but they did tell me some places where you frequented most."Elizabeth nodded firmly, obviously quite proud of herself for tracking him down with her expert skills. "Anyway...we shouldn't talk here, there's too many prying eyes and ears."she added seriously, her face turning quite stern for a moment before she grabbed his hand. Without any hesitation she pulled Azrael along behind her. Elizabeth had rented out a room for a couple of nights in case it took longer than she expected for him to turn up, so they had a somewhat private place to talk, at least. They headed up some stairs and the woman let them in to her temporary accommodation. She flopped down on her bed with a soft sigh and she smiled a little."You looked quite surprised to see me back there... Did you miss me?"she asked softly, moving some of her bright orange hair out of her eyes. Her eyes were a dark green, they were kind. Hostility was never present in her gaze. It wasn't in her nature to be hostile towards anyone. "I certainly missed you. It's been far too long, Azrael."Elizabeth added, gazing up at him, eyes longing for an answer.
Evangeline sat on the bench in complete silence, her hands as fists on her knees. There was a lot of information for her to remember for a later time. She had a lot of questions to ask Azrael, but she understood that now probably wasn't the time. She'd said enough, and now she just felt like she was being annoying. She was honestly surprised that he had told her this much, she thought it was very kind of him to let her in on what vampires did and what they were about._"I promise not to ask you any more questions for the moment...I don't think I can take in anything more, you've told me so much..."_the princess trailed off and got to her feet and smoothed any creases from her crisp white garment. _"I don't want to go back there...having an old man's eyes on you isn't the most comforting thing in the world, you know. A-anyway, are you going to come back tonight like you said? I'm sure I'll have some stories to tell you after the day has passed."_ after Evangeline had received confirmation from the vampire, she nodded, thanked him for coming and left, hesitantly turning away before hurrying back to the party that she belonged to. Even when she was among her suitors, she kept glancing over at Azrael, looking as if she was terribly bored with the conversation at hand. She was, but she didn't want everyone else to see that. Elizabeth, a dear old 'friend' of sorts, was lazing about in the pub of the vampire safe haven. It was an inn specially designed for vampires by vampires. Somewhere they could temporarily call home while they wandered around the world on their little adventures. The woman tapped the rim of a wine glass against her lips as she thought about someone in particular. He used to be very precious to her, and although she hated to admit it, he still was. He had been plaguing her thoughts for weeks now, she was unable to get him out of her head, and that was frustrating. Elizabeth flicked some of her bright orange hair from her eyes, as it always got in the way. Sometimes she considered cutting it all off and letting that be that, but she felt like her hair was somewhat elegant; the best part of her. Her key feature. With a heavy sigh, she shook her head and downed the contents of her glass. It was a sweet and fruity red wine, her favourite. _"Another, if you wouldn't mind."_ she motioned to the barkeep, hand tilting the glass in his direction as she waited. Her voice was smooth like silk, hard to ignore, even harder to defy. Elizabeth nodded thanks to the young man after she received her drink and she glanced about, relaxing her posture a little. Elizabeth was quite fond of this calm and warm atmosphere. Vampires were conversing and having a good time, there was no arguing, no bickering. Some vampires had short fuses, but it was good to see everyone getting along for the moment. She'd never been one for conflict, and would rather talk things out, or at least seducing her way out of a tight situation. Suddenly, she picked up the familiar scent of Azrael. She had heard that he had been staying at this inn sometimes, but she didn't think he would come along so soon. Excited, she downed her second glass of red wine and placed it down silently on the wooden counter, biting her lip a little. What was she supposed to say? It had been such a long time since they had seen each other. Just how many years it had been, she wasn't entirely sure. Time was nothing but a number to her. When you lived as long as a vampire, time slipped away from you so quickly. When she heard Azrael open the front door of the inn, she turned around in her chair and faced it. She wanted to be the first thing that he laid eyes on. She wanted to be the _only_ thing he laid eyes on. A thousand thoughts raced through her head. If she had still been human, her heart would have definitely skipped a beat. With a little courage, she rose from her spot at the bar and she stared at him intently. Elizabeth had never really been too good at talking. She was more interested in physical interaction. As he drew closer, she decided to speak up. _"It's been a long time, Azrael...do you remember me?"_ she asked softly, looking up at him hopefully.
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