C1 I want him

"Father, don't you think little sister deserves a servant for she is so weak and cannot protect herself from harm? Being the elder sister, I would have loved to take over the role but you know I'm always busy with state affairs" Maltida spoke.

Maltida is the first princess of the vampire kingdom, she was very beautiful but sly and cruel in nature. she was the definition of a wolf in sheep's cotton.

"sigh... I'm so glad that you have your sister's welfare in mind right now maltida, you deserve praises" the king said as he clapped his hands for his elder daughter.

Maltida tried hard not to scoff at the king, he was praising her just because of that wretched younger sister of hers. Maltida knew not why the king loved her younger sister more than all of them when she was a child from a maid, that the king had slept with. Also, she had lost her fangs, so what gave her the right to be loved, she was supposed to be abandoned by the time they got to know her fangs had disappeared.

"Peter, fetch me the third princess" The king ordered one of his servants who hurriedly left to execute the work.

"Father, about the island that you're going to get for me as my birthday gift, when will I receive it?" Iris the second princess spoke, she was also beautiful and her voice sounded gentle but she was just as scheming as her elder sister, she too hated the third princess.

The King sent her a deadly glare that shut her mouth, "What's exactly your purpose in this kingdom?" The king asked her.

Iris looked around in shame, where she saw the king's concubines trying to muffle their laughter, her hands grabbed the handle of the chair as she looked down with anger bubbling in her.

"Your elder sister is helping with the affairs of the kingdom while your junior sister is trying to help those in need in the kingdom while you... Just sit down doing nothing and requesting for colossal things" the king mocked her, the others couldn't help themselves as they burst out laughing.

"Your junior sister is going to have that ice island" the king made it clear to her, he could see that his second daughter was not happy with his judgment but he cared less.

"But... Father, you promis-" iris' words were cut short by the king.

"Silence!" The king snapped and the room became as quiet as the graveyard, Iris did nothing to protest again because her dear father was already annoyed, the Queens and concubines shut their mouths close also as they didn't want to incur the wrath of the vampire prince.

"You women only know how to make noise," He said as he massaged his temples, the Queen offered to give him some massage but he waved her off dismissively.

Just then, an announcement was made that the third princess had arrived.

Hestia held her dress with her delicate fingers as she walked into the hall to meet the king, with eyes kept down because she didn't want to meet the gazes of the people who despised her. She bit her lower lip as she ascended the grand stairs.

"Your majesty" Hestia curtsied by raising her dress a little and bowing her head to the king.

"My lovely daughter, welcome, please sit down" the king gestured to the sit by his right and Hestia went to sit.

Unfortunately, the seat was occupied by one of the concubines who glared at her as if saying she shouldn't dare to claim her seat.

The King saw this and spoke, "Athena, aren't you going to excuse yourself for the princess?"

Athena gritted her teeth in anger as she slowly stood up from the seat not until after she sent Hestia a gaze full of resentment. Hestia gulped the lump down her throat as she watched the woman go away from the seat. She sat down while keeping her eyes on the ground like there was something meaningful to look at.

"Hestia my dear, I called you here so you could choose your servant as there is no guarantee that you can be safe on your own, do you appreciate my idea or do you have another thing in mind?" The king questioned.

The people around tried not to hide their jealousy, the king was always being partial to his third daughter. If it was any of them, he wouldn't care if they died before their time.

"i-i like it your majesty" Hestia stuttered, she heard the king laughing and she slightly cringed at the sound, it was piercing.

"Bring forth those people that have been tortured" the king ordered.

In less than a minute, several men were pushed inside the hall, there was iron binding their legs and hands and their mouths were clamped by irons. Their hair and skin looked unkempt because it has been long since they last had a proper bath. They were barely wearing anything as their clothes had turned to rags because of the immense flogging.

They were kneed by the guards and they dropped to the ground with their heads bowed.

The King jerked his head towards the men as he said, "Hestia seat, go and choose the one you like"

The King made it sound as if those men were trophies and they didn't deserve his precious daughter.

"Okay father" Hestia answered with a bow and she stood up to meet the men that were bowing their heads, as she passed by them, they slowly rose their heads to meet her gaze so she could choose them but she walked away from them to the far end.

Hestia stood in front of a man with black-raven hair, from his muscles she could tell that he was extremely strong. His clothes were dirty and his hair was smelly also, just like the rest of them. But, he didn't look at her, causing her to wonder what was wrong with him.

"Hello, mister" she called in her soft voice, when he didn't answer her, she crouched down to his level and reached out her hands to raise his head.

Hestia gazed into the dark blue eyes she had never seen before. She suddenly froze and her body stilled as she looked deeper. She felt herself being drawn to those pair of eyes and it took a minute before she could snap out of it.

"I want him" she drawled as if hypnotized by his gaze.