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  It seems like it’s always night time in Jean’s castle. No light besides the dancing flames of the candles are allowed here.

I have lost the right to see the sun. To feel the breeze on my face and the rain drip from the strands of my bangs.

I’m Jean’s now, no matter how you put it.

“Ah, I see you got yourself a new bitch,Jean.” Eren scuffed as he walks toward Jean and I. I try to ignore him, but I ended up making a face at the other Prince as my hands grip his throne chair tightly.

“Now now, calm yourself, Marco.” Jean lulls as I avert my gaze away from our company.

“Yes sir.” I nod as Eren shakes his head slowly, bringing his arms forward to fold across his chest while Connie is in the background bringing in their bags and overnight things.

“How the hell can you even stand to be with him? He smells weird and is-” Eren started before Mikasa punched his arm harshly.

“Ow! The hell was that for?!” He whined as I felt Jean’s grip on the chain tighten, his teeth bared as I watch (what I assume) the siblings argue.

“Shut your face, it’s disrespectful to talk down a Prince in his own castle.” She breathes as my brows knit together.

“Your Highness-” I glance over at him as his golden eyes pierced into mine.

“I’m fine, thank you.” My master finishes my statement for me as we watch our guests again.

For some reason, I’m getting a weird vibe from them both. Like they were something not to be messed with. Something that wasn’t-

“So, what’s your name pet?” Eren barks as I growl lowly, biting the inside on my lip before saying my name.

“My name is Prince Marco Bodt of Jinae, and I am no one’s pet-”

“Except Jean’s.” Eren smirks as Jean brings his hand up to silence us both.

“That’s enough. Yes, he is mine, and no one else's. Now, we need to get you both comfortable and fed, I can imagine that you're quite famished Your Highness Ackerman.” Jean sooths as he stands from his throne, letting go of the chain and walking down to the woman who is looking quite gorgeous. I didn’t get a good look before but her evergreen dress suits her so well. Jean bows before her and takes her pale hand into his and kisses it softly, I try to ignore it.however, Sir Jaeger smirks in my direction.

“Careful Jean, your slave might get jealous.” He nudged Jean’s arm before I blushed lightly, tearing my eyes away as I did so.

“Ah, I doubt that. Marco’s still pissed off at me from stealing him away from his throne.” Jean snickers while glancing at me from over his shoulder. “Now, Marco, I want you to take our guests to their rooms, Annie will help you with the navigation.” Jean smirks while taking Mikasa’s hand in his again and giving it a quick kiss before smirking, his fangs glistening in the dim candle light.

“I hope my castle is to your liking, my dear.” She huffs before taking her hand away and wiping it on her dress.

“Don’t call me that. I’m not your “dear” or anything that associates with you Prince Kirschtein.” I flinch from my seat on the throne as Jean just takes the blow like it doesn’t hurt him.

“Ouch, talk about harsh.” I think to myself before a loud clap comes from Jean’s hands.

“Annie, Come.” He demands as she struts to the center of the throne room.

“Sir-”

“Show our guests their rooms so they can prepare themselves for dinner.” Jean winked at Mikasa as she shakes her head slowly, following Annie out as Eren stays for a few minutes.

“Better watch it, I could have Jean kill you off in mere seconds pet.” Eren snaps at me as I stand and walk down the steps to face him, my chain following behind me noisily.

“I will not repeat myself, Sir. I am no one's pet, I am a Prince.” I threaten as Eren shakes his head.

“Were a prince.” He snaps as Jean turns his head to face us both.

I don’t like him, not one bit. Something about Eren is different and it makes me uncomfortable.

“You will bite your tounge in front of me! I still am a Prince.” I growl as Eren extends his arms and smirks mockingly.

“Come at me then, Your Highness. Let’s see how princely you really are!”

That was it, I couldn’t stand it anymore, I’m tired of getting degraded in front of everyone who steps foot in this god forsaken castle.

Without thinking, I run toward the Prince, screw this collar and chain, there isn’t anyone to stop me. I heard the chain clanking against the tiled floor as I bring my fist back.

I spoke too soon.

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Jean yells and grabs the chain yanking me backwards and onto my ass. Gasping loudly, Jean grips my hair and growls.

“Damn it, enough! You show him respect slave!-” Jean began before letting my hair go and walking towards Eren, shoving him back some and shaking his head. “Same goes for you. Show Marco some respect! I don’t go to your shit hole of a castle and beat your slaves or maids, now do I?” Jean threatens as Eren huffs and turns on his heel to find Mikasa and Annie.

“No, but if he snaps again, I’ll throw him in the dungeon myself, you hear me?” He snaps before shutting the door, leaving The Highness and I alone once more.

I look away from Jean, shame washes over me as he peers downwards at me.

“S-sir, I’m sorry I-” I start as my anxiety spikes, “Oh god, he’s pissed, he’s going to take me back to the dungeon and brand me again, shit shit shit-”

“Are you hurt?”  He asks after bending down to my level, placing a cold palm on my cheek.

“A-a bit yes..Just my neck hurts,other then that, no..I understand why you did it though, I’m sorry sir I-” I spoke up as his hand trailed down from my cheek to my neck.

“You don’t need to apologize, just watch it next time,okay?” He breathes while leaning forward, placing his cold lips on my warm neck as a shiver runs down my spine.

“Yes,master.” I bit my lip as his breathing picks up and he whines. “A-are you okay?” I ask as he pants lightly, his hand feels clammy as his other hand grips my chain again.

“M-Marco, I need it.” He breathes as his fangs trace my jugular, my hands coming up to press on his shoulders.

“What is it that you need?” I ask as he growls low in his throat. I feel silly for even asking,seeing as he’s a vampire, I should know this by now. But why now? I understand I haven’t been here long, but still.

“You. I-I can’t hold it anymore.” Jean brings his face close to mine as he hisses and pins me to the floor. His eyes are different now, more of a dark grey rather than their golden shiny tint. More sunken in and dark.

Filled with hunger and need.

“I need to stop him,..!” I think before attempting to wiggle out of his grasp. “Jean stop!” I gasp as he hisses loudly, his hands gripping the collar tightly, trying his damndest to pry the thing off.

“Give it.” He demands as I shake my head violently, anything to get him away from my neck.

“Jean stop!” I pant as he kisses up my neck again, more roughly this time around.

“Marco, I can’t!” He wails as he goes in, his fangs sharp while blunt fingernails dig into my shoulders. My eyes screw shut out of fear and I hold my breath.

Until my salvation came in a matter of seconds.

----

I was ready for it, to feel the piercing pain shoot down my spine and make me numb, but it didn’t come. if anything, his growl just became more violent. I wasn’t expecting to see what I did when my eyes opened.

There before me was Jean, fangs digging into someone’s leather brace and his body swaying to get out of their grasp.

“Marco, I need you to go get Annie,now.” Came a voice from behind us as I shift to the side to see Sasha there, holding Jean’s arms behind his back with one hand as the other flexes,Jean’s teeth fully sinking into her brace.

“W-wait I-” I stutter out as she picks Jean up and pins him to the floor, there was no way he was going anywhere anytime soon.

“Hurry up please!” She calls from over her shoulder as I make my way to the door, my chain dragging behind me as I search for the blonde maid.

I looked everywhere, in every room anywhere where she may be. I wasn’t paying attention when I hit something hard and stumbled backwards.

“Hey! Watch it pet.” Eren sneers as I shake my head, walking around him, my mind going faster than my body was, I didn't even realize that Eren stepped on my chain until my face hit the floor.

“Please stop! I need to find Annie.” I state as Eren smirks widely.

“No you don’t you need to be punished for earlier.” He states while pulling on the chain, bringing me closer to him as I scramble to my feet.

“No! I need to-”

“Eren, let him go.” I heard Mikasa say before her fist comes in contact with his arm again, giving him a dead arm and making him drop the chain.

Not bothering with any words, I return to my quest to find the maid.

About ten minutes later, I find her in the wash room. She was washing Jean’s clothes until I told her what happened and pressed that she come to the throne room quickly.

She was way to calm, like she did this before. It was sort of unsettling for me, but I didn’t let it bother me any.

We made our way to the throne as Sasha calls Annie over to where she was.

“Did he tell you?” She nods in my direction as Annie shakes her head “yes”.

“I’ve got it, just let him go and stand back.” she demands as I stay in the door frame of the large wooden doors, Eren and Mikasa standing beside me.

“You lot need to leave.” Sasha states before running to the doors and shutting them in our faces. The silence looms over us as my eyes trail down the door and onto my shaking hands.

“This is all my fault.” I whisper as Eren leaves as does Mikasa.

The halls seem bigger, longer now that I’m on my own.

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I couldn’t move, it felt like my feet were glued to the tiled floor, the throne room is quite, a tad too quiet for my tastes, before Annie emerges from the room, a small smile splayed on her lips.

“Is-” I start before she shakes her head.

“He’s fine now, he won’t be joining us for dinner though. He's stepping out for the night.” She  verbalized before brushing her hands on her apron. “Marco, follow me, I need help with preparing dinner for tonight. Sasha usually deals with the food, but she’s with Jean at the moment.” Annie gestures her hand for me to follow but not before she turns to me and takes my collar off. “The chain will get in the way.” I stay silent and let the chain and collar fall to the floor, rubbing at my neck as I follow her silently.

“Yes, ma’am.” I affirm while her heels click against the flooring of Jean’s castle.

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Dinner consisted of bread, red wine, and a main course. Everyone ate in silence, after Annie announced that Jean will not be attending dinner tonight. I stayed in the kitchen as did Annie, we ate some bread together and had a small chat. I didn’t dare bring up what happened earlier, seeing as she too was avoiding the subject.

“Jean’ll be back soon, just do me a favor and clean up when everyone’s done? I need to speak with him in the throne room when he returns.” Annie presses as I nod and make my way to the dining hall as she walks away to the throne room.

“I just hope he’s okay.” I think while taking the empty dishes from the table to the kitchen for washing. The Highnesses Jaeger and Ackerman were gone and back in their rooms once they were full. To put things simply, I had my work cut out for me again, cleaning would take a while.

Sighing to myself, I finish my chores and head for the restroom to clean that as well-

"Annie, for the last time, I told you already! I can't stay away from him. I-I want his blood so badly. It's almost unhealthy. Damn it, if it wasn’t for Sasha, he’d be dead by now!" I overheard Jean and Annie talking in the throne room as I head for my next chore. Jean sounded panicky and lost in himself.

Pressing close to the wall, I listen in more.

"I understand your Highness, what are your plans?" Annie spoke up as Jean sighs heavily. I can picture him running his hands through his hair as I blink and bite my lower lip. The door is opened slightly so I leaned over to spy on them.

"Keep him in the dungeon." He breathed as my heart stops and my eyes widen.

“I don’t want to go back..” I think to myself before Annie starts to speak again.

"He can't stay there forever,Jean. You know that eventually-"

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Jean came back for me a few moments later, completely forgetting to unchain me.

He seems more..stressed out..honestly.

“Let’s go, the foyer needs to be swept and washed.” He demands as I rub at my wrists, my brows knitting together as I follow him out.

“Jean..what’s wrong..?” I wince as he turns around to hiss at me and scowls, pointing down at a bucket and sponge.

“Here’s your shit, now hop to it,slave.” He states while gripping my shirt and throwing me to the floor, my weak body going numb from the impact.

“Ah..ow..what the-” I bit back as he hovers over me, he seems different. almost like he feels-

“What,Marco? Have something to say to your Master?”

“N-no your Highness.” I shake my head before turning my back to him and beginning my chores.

“Good.” He whispered in my ear as a rush of cold air violates my back, he’s so quick I can’t register his movements.

“Just let him have his way.” I think to myself as his hands grip my hips tightly. I know I’m shaking violently and my face is beet red.

“Do I frighten you?” He asks before his lips kiss up my neck.

Suddenly, my chores are becoming hard to focus on.

“You won’t leave me again.” He smirks as I bite my lower lip, trying my best to start on the floors of the foyer.

The faint sound of heels clicking come from every direction before a woman’s voice pierces the silence.   

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“Sir, Connie is here with a letter for you.” Annie states while I look at her from over Jean’s shoulder.

“What does he want?” Jean growls while my blushing gets deeper,his grip on my hips getting tighter.

“Apparently Sir Jaeger and the Highness Mikasa are paying you a visit sometime tonight.” She states as Jean huffs out a growl and throws me to the side and runs a hand through his hair.

“Fine, get Marco prepped for me, he’ll be with me when they visit. Get him a collar and make sure he cannot escape this time. Do I make myself clear?” He growls to the woman as he leaves the room.

“Yes sir.” She nods her head and gives me a look as I scramble to my feet, dropping my sponge back into the bucket as she sighs lightly. “Follow me,please.” She breathes before turning on her heel to walk away and down the hallways.

“Okay.” I started, walking behind her closely.

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The maid ended up taking me to the same closet that I was brought to yesterday to get my chore clothes, however, this time felt different.

“Alright, the Highness wants you to wear something princely along with your collar.” She huffed before opening the double doors exposing the most elegant clothing I've ever seen.

“Oh my-” I step in and examine all the fabrics and shoes, just everything was beautiful and obviously not from around here.   

“Lovely aren't they?” She snickered as my jaw hangs loosely.

“Y-yes! They are, where did he-”

“Jean has a lot of time on his hands and believe it or not, he enjoys sending me or Sasha to the village to get some fabric and make him new clothes.” She says while searching for an outfit for me to wear.

She ended up handing me a red top with golden trim and black pants with the same trim accompanied by black shoes.

“I don’t understand.” I started as she cocks a thin brow my way.

“What do you mean?” She asks as I begin to undress behind a sheet that was suspended behind the closet door.

“Why does he want me to dress up?” I ask as she hums her reply.

“He wants to show you off. You’re his prize and what he loves most besides himself is showing off his “stolen goods” She affirms as I sigh, running a hand through my hair as I did so.

“I assume that he left his “mark” on you?” She asks as I glance down at the burns on my chest, I frown at my reflection as she sighs lightly.

"You see,Marco-" Annie said while picking up my dirty clothing for me. "Jean had his reasons for branding you." That threw me off guard as I fix my sleeves and glance at myself in the mirror.

"Why's that?" I asked while looking at her over my shoulder as she rolls her sleeve up, exposing the same make I have on my chest.

"He's lived alone for quite some time, he has trust issues and is afraid to be alone. Marco, this is why he branded us. However, your story and mine are completely different." She brought her spare hand  upwards and ran pale fingers across the burn on her wrist.

"Tell me." I stated while turning around fully to give her my undivided attention.

"Take a seat." She gestures to the bedside table as I nod my head slowly.

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“When I turned five, my parents gave me up to join a church. They said that I wasn't “pure” enough for them. As you can tell, I didn’t last long there.-” She began while she she went and put my collar on, making sure it was comfortable enough for me to breath and speak if asked to.  

“What happened?”

“The Church burned down, no one knows how, it just did. I was left there, no home and no friends. That was when Jean came in and saved me. He saw me at my worst and took me in. The reason that he branded me was just in case something happened to him, at least someone could bring me back home.” She smiled lightly before sighing, moving her bangs out of her face as she grips her skirt tightly.

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear th-”

“No need, he’s been like a father to me since then, like I said-” She states while standing and leaning over to me, fixing my hair some so it looks neater then it’s looked since I was captured.

“Our stories are different, but all the same in the end. Jean is lonely and we are all that he has left, don’t fear him.” She straightened herself out and offers to take up my chores until the company comes for the evening.

“Thank you,Annie. I'll try not to, but he’s just so..well he’s intimidating.”

“I know, but he means well. Now go head back to Jean, company is coming soon and he needs you there.” She says before leaving me to tend to my chores.

Leaving the room and going down the halls was something I needed, maybe exploring the castle would settle my nerves or something, but Annie was right, maybe I shouldn't fear him, but then again, that is easier said than done..I sigh heavily while reaching the double doors and grabbing the handles, my eyes landing on Jean as he motions me to come closer, smirking as I obey him without question.

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“Well well.-” He started while I sit on the arm on his throne, my collar feels heavier now that he attached the chain to it. “Look how pretty my prize is.” He smirks while yanking the chain downwards, our lips nearly touching. “I’d like to see you escape this time.” He hisses as I look away from him.

My chest aches.

“S-sir..” I blush as the front doors open widely, a black silhouette comes forward and bows their head.  I recognize them immediately.

“Your Highness, Sir Jaeger and the Highness Ackerman have arrived from Shiganshina.” Connie says while giving me a look.

“Is that Prince Bodt!?” He asks in disbelief as the air feels slightly uncomfortable now. Jean smiles and nods, yanking on the chain as I yelp.

“Yup, he’s mine now-” He trails a finger down my cheek as he forces me lower so he can whisper in my ear, “Isn't that right?”

“Yes, your Highness.” I nod obediently.

“Damn, how’d you-” Connie starts back up before Jean silents him.

“Give them my permission to come inside.” Jean breathes as Connie turns to leave, leaving my master and I alone again.  I almost wished that Connie would have stayed.

Damnit..

“Sir, may I ask something?” I gaze at Jean as he shakes his head “yes”. “Why are Sir Jaeger and the Highness Ackerman coming over?” I ask innocently as my Master chuckles, leaning his head in his open palm while his yellowish eyes fall upon me.

“I completely forgotten that the Royal ball is tomorrow evening, the both of them are staying the night. There’s no way they’d make it in time, so they staying the night and leaving the next morning after the party. Too bad I hate Eren’s guts but his sister, she’s a goddess. ” He nods while smiling.

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Title: A gift of Peace

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  “You need to call your men off sir!” A villager spoke up from the crowd as Jean snickered from his throne.

“And how will you stop me this time,hm?” Jean brought his arms in front of him, crossing them tightly in front of his chest.

“We’ll give you whatever you want..Just please. We can’t keep this up any longer! Too many lives have been stolen from our village by your monsters!” Another villager spoke up as Jean pondered on the thought.

“Anything eh?” The vampire prince sighed lightly before a wicked smile played on his face. “Give me your Prince.”

“Prince Bodt? B-but why? With out him who will-”

“I told you my demands, now bring him to me!” Jean growled as the crowd of villagers shifted back. Clearly afraid of the vampiric man in front of them.

“Alright..fine.” They huffed as Jean smiled, his fangs glistening in the light of the torches that illuminated his castle.

“You have until tomorrow evening to bring me my prize. Then, I will call my men off..Consider this-” He began before standing up and walking down the steps until he was in the face of the leader of the crowd. “-A peace offering.” He hissed while he blinked his golden eyes a few times.

“Very well, he’ll be here..” The leader breathed before turning away and heading for the front gate.

Getting the Highness Bodt to cooperate and listen was easier said then done..

And that is when I came into the picture.

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“I’m not going,Reiner.” I sigh while running a hand through my hair, I just got word about this and I am not in any way,shape or form thrilled about the situation.

“Please,sir we need you to! For the kingdom and the villagers.” Reiner trailed off as I shake my head,trying hard to control my temper. (being a prince and all tends to stress you out a lot so of course, I have a small temper.)

“Bertolt,-” Reiner began as the taller of the two comes trotting to our sides. He looks more nervous than usual.

“Y-yeah?” He asked.

“Prince Kirschtein wanted our Prince Bodt did he not?” Reiner tries to explain as I bite my thumb nail. My nerves are on edge. There is absolutely no way that I am going to that thing’s palace.

Nope. None.

They both sigh in defeat. “Your Highness, if we hand you over, he’ll call off his men. There will be peace to the land.” Bertolt started until I held my hand up to silence him.

“No, I will not go willingly, now if you’ll excuse me.” I huff while turning on my heel and walking down the massive art filled halls to my bedroom.

“Why, of all people.” I mumbled to myself as I open my double doors and walk into my massive room. I wasn’t one for the “prince” look. Like you know gold statues of myself everywhere, painting of me doing various poses. No, that wasn’t me. I enjoyed the small things in life so out of all the rooms possible for me to choose, I made mine as “normal” as a prince’s room could be. Tiled flooring, a few landscape paintings, a full size bed to sleep on with only a few pillows accompanied by a chandelier. To me, this was normal and I felt at home, until I felt a small tug at my gut..Something felt off in my otherwise peaceful room.

Until it hit me,leaving Reiner behind was a huge mistake on my part.

——-

That night was long and I kept tossing and turning, I couldn’t get comfortable, it was that gut feeling nagging at me that kept me awake. Sighing heavily, I sat up and ran my hands down my face, my mind still in the state of sleepiness. “Maybe some tea will help..” I mumbled to myself as I emerged from my bed, I gasped as my bare feet hit the cold tiled floor. “O-oh that’s cold..really cold!” I power walked to my door to open it and make my way to the kitchen.

The halls were different at night, they seemed more alive than in the morning in my opinion. Maybe it was the warm light from underneath them, or possibly the moonlight reflecting off the glass thus giving them a more of a paler look. Regardless, they were beautiful and none-the-less scared the hell out of me in the middle of the night. Walking down a dim hall and having rows of paintings staring at you gives me the creeps.  

It felt like someone was watching me as I made my way into the kitchen and over to the cupboard. The kitchen was silent before company came in.

“O-oh, Your Highness. What are you doing awake?”  Bertolt, my second best butler and cook came in with a trey and apron on.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I figured some tea would help.” I admitted as he walked over to me and grabbed a tea cup, bringing it down to my level.

“You should have called for me or Reiner to bring you some.” He stated while I walked around him to the pantry.

“No need, I can do somethings on my own. Thank you though, I appreciate it. What are you doing up and about?” I asked while grabbing the ingredients for my drink.

“Same reason as you sir.” He sighed before rubbing at his eyes. “I can’t sleep, it’s my nerves again..A-and here Reiner and I went to the village earlier to pick some things for the Queen..I-I saw this honey at Armin’s stand and thought you may like to try some in your tea, sir.” Bertolt smiled lightly while taking a small bottle from his apron pocket.

“What flavor of honey? I have a majority of the flavors Armin gives.” I stated while cocking my eyebrow, watching the taller male turn the bottle in his hands.

“He said it’s regular honey with a small pinch of orange blossom. Apparently it has a citrus scent to it and tastes amazing. Said it was imported this morning sir.” Bertolt opened the bottle for me to take a sniff.

“Huh, that does smell like citrus, wonder if it tastes as good as it smells.” I smiled lightly, the smell gave me an odd happy vibe.

“Want to try some?” He asked while I nodded, handing my cup over to my butler as he poured in the golden goo.

“Thanks.” I smiled while taking a spoon out of the cupboard and stirred the steaming liquid.

“No problem sir. I hope you get a good night’s rest.” He offered a small smile again as I took a sip of my tea. It tasted different going down.

“I’m sure I w-will..” I tried to keep my face as straight as possible, this type of honey tasted dreadful almost like a-

“Shall I walk you to bed sir?” Bertolt asked as I began to sweat and feel nauseous. My hands began to shake as I dropped the tea cup causing it to shatter on the floor. Porcelain spreading in all directions as my eyes water.

“C-can you?” I asked while my legs felt like jelly as I stumble backwards and fell into the table. his shadow looming over me as breathing becomes a challenge.

“W-what did you do t-too me!?” I wheezed as my vision began to slip.

“You wouldn’t go willingly..So we did what we needed to.” Came a second voice from behind Bertolt.

“R-Reiner..why!?” I hissed while clutching my stomach. He and Bertolt were becoming so blurry  as I try to stand.

It was useless, I felt so numb as they both stood over my quivering body.

“For peace..” was the last thing I heard before my head hit the cold stone floor in the kitchen.

I felt so cold and hollow. This was bad and I knew what was going to happen.

——-

I was to become a slave to the vampire Prince Kirschetin and never see home again.

Wonderful.

I never wanted this. They cheated and used poison to knock me out long enough to get me to his castle.

When I finally regained consciousness, I heard mumbling and felt like my brain was mush and my insides were on fire. The warmth of Reiner’s chest nearly lulled me back into unconsciousness, but I fought it.

“You’re back.” I heard a voice speak up as I began to regain my senses.

“Yes sir, and we brought Your Highness Prince Bodt as requested, now call off you-” I heard Reiner’s voice then a hand touch my cheek.

“How pretty he is..” The hand felt cold at first, like someone was running an ice block down my face then taking it away.

“Yes, he is.” Reiner commented as I blinked my eyes open to see Prince Kirschtein looking down at me, his golden eyes piercing into mine. 

I swallowed hard as Reiner put me down and turned to leave. Not once looking back.

“W-wait!” I bellowed while attempting to get up and run after him. However, all this did was cause me to fall back down, I was to weak to run. My movements were slow anyway and my hands were tied in front of me. 

Dammit.

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I don’t think I ever ran that fast in my life, as a human that is. I tried my best to avoid all trees and branches possible with someone hot on my heels. The forest was foggy and made it hard to see for a small portion of the chase.

I could hear everything, their breathing, their blood running through their veins, everything. “Shit where is it..!” I thought to myself. I needed to find the clearing so I could get my crossbow and go back to Jean.

“Stop and face me monster!” I heard them call out as I turned to look at them over my shoulder.

“I’m not a monster...” I thought to myself again as the feeling of sadness washed over me for a moment until I realized that they were getting closer.

“Come on!” They bellowed as I sighed and looked up at the trees.

“That’s it!” I managed to come up with a plan to get them off. Smirking to myself, I stopped and ran at them, causing them to skid to a stop and attempt to run away from me, sadly for them, I managed to crawl up a tree and swing from branch to branch. “I’ll take them out like how Jean did to me.” I growled as I followed them.

Once the figure stopped for a breath, I halted my movements and watched them. My prey was right in front of me and hunger washed over me.

They were wounded somehow. Must have gotten cut by a stray branch. I heard them whimpering as they rolled their pant leg up and show off a deep gash in their skin that was illuminated by the moonlight.

My eyes went wide as the smell of their blood assaulted my nose.

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“Ah...Shit...” They mumbled as my fangs slipped from my gums and into view. They were mine and mine alone. My eyes narrowed as they followed them struggled to get up, Jean’s words coming back into mind.

“You need to learn how to feed off a human...”

“Now’s my chance...” I smirked widely and quietly emerged from the trees, watching them intently as they sat there like a whimpering crying mess.

Minutes seemed like hours, I heard my meal’s heart racing and could only imagine what they were thinking. “Shit he’s going to eat me, I’m done” and “Will I turn to?” The body shifted slightly as their head went up like they were looking at the sky, the moon light lit up their face partially.

“What are you waiting for!? Just come out and kill me already!” They yelled as I emerged from the trees silently and walked up behind them in one swift moment.

I wrapped my hands around their neck tightly before I heard them gasp and felt them jump.

“As you wish.” I glanced down at them and dug my nails into their jugular.

“N-no wait I-“They struggled in my grip as I leaned down and pressed my chest to their back. My fangs close to their neck as sweat went down their brow.

“Shut up.” I demanded as I slid one hand up their neck to their face and covered their eyes. “It’ll be quick and painless. I promise…maybe.” I snickered as my fangs pierced into their neck.

They screamed for a moment then silence hit the woods. 

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    Blood filled the inside of my cheeks, I wanted so much more it was most likely unhealthy.

The body went limp in my grasp and when their hood slipped off of their head, I noticed that my meal was a female, not one that was from my village, but she did look familiar.

That did not matter right now. What did matter was how hungry I was for more of her sweet blood.

“Don’t ever take more then you need.” I heard Jean’s voice echo in my head as I hummed against her neck. Out of reluctance, I let go and hissed, my breath visible in the cold air in the forest as her blood trickled down my chin.

My eyes were straining to glance at the night sky, wondering where Jean was until I felt a hand on my shoulder. My body jumped some with the girl still in my arms.

Gazing over my shoulders I saw a pair of ember eyes looking down at me. Blood was splatted on his face as his hand squeezed my shoulder tightly. 

“Good job Marco.” My master breathed as my brows drew together, tears brimming my eyes.

“I-I’m sorry..” I whispered as Jean shook his head while he knelled down to my level and licked the blood trail from my chin up to my lips.

“Don’t apologize, just remember..You’re forever mine.” He growled lowly as I shook my head.