Forty-nine

Thomas and I were in his office, sitting at the table staring into our hellish faces. The confusion outside led to many doubts and shouting, we both left with our clothes stained in blood, but with the skin already healed from the wounds. Lucian was standing in the corner, making sure things didn't go off track again and Piter chose to stay outside, making sure he could contain the Queen's curiosity.

- As? - he countered. -I thought you were going to say something more interesting!

- I killed you! - I say grinding my teeth.

"Yes, you did!" she repeated. - You ripped out my cowardly heart!

— COWARDLY? I slam my fist on the table and then lean on it. -YOU WOULD ABUSE AN UNCONSCIOUS WOMAN AND I'M THE COWARD?

"SHE'S MY FUCKING WIFE!" She snapped, getting to her feet as well. -WHATEVER I DO WITH HER IT DOESN'T INTEREST YOU!

— SHE STOPPED BEING YOURS THE DAY YOU DECIDED TO THROW HER OFF THAT FUCKING BALCONY!

"SHE KILLED MY SON!" she screamed. - MY SON, FUCKING!

"THAT DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TAKE HER LIFE!"

- RIGHT? she pointed out. -AND WHAT RIGHT DID YOU HAVE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO FUCK HER?

Bomb after bomb.

- SIRS! - he called hitting his golden cane twice on the floor.

We looked at the old man at the same time, crushing our words in our chests.

“I must remind you that we are not here to discuss death—”

“Murder! - I correct the disturbing. -And I only agreed to enter that room because my nephew insisted a lot, otherwise I would have killed you two out there!

"As you did my son, Mr. Bennet?" -raised a buried matter.

"Son?"

— I didn't have the chance to save my boy from your hands, but this time I got to save my grandson!

"This conversation is not about Dastan!"

"Have you told the Queen how you killed him?" - she said. -How did you kill my grandson too?

I rage at his disguised threat, driving my body into his frame.

'Are you threatening me, Mr Clifford?' - I ask with red eyes.

"I would never dare to threaten the first vampire ever!" - she pretends. -But I wonder if the Queen would look at you with the same eyes, if she knew the atrocities she has already committed...

My hands clench into fists and a small part of me bulges out towards him.

"Very careful what-"

"Don't touch my grandfather!" - she ordered walking towards us.

"Calm down my grandson..."

“You've gone too far, Benjamin!

"Did you really think that after what you did to Dastan, I would leave Thomas defenseless?" - he said. -He had been taking my blood all these years without even knowing it. I made sure that the hormone replacement pills were made with my blood and delivered to him, helping him with the problem he has had since he was a boy.

Thomas didn't know anything about the existence of vampires until his grandfather brought him back. He had the habit of drinking pills every day, not knowing that the factory that made them was run by his grandfather, who produced the medicine with his own hands.

"Who turned you?" -I ask the old man. -How did you suddenly appear here when you never made a point of coming to see him before?

“This conversation is not about my creation. And to answer his other question, I came because I needed to take care of business!

"Do you really think I'm going to believe that?" - affront. -You haven't stepped foot here for twenty years and when you decide to show up, you show up to me just on the day I decide to put an end to the Clifford's legacy!

"Coincidence, isn't it?"

"NO!"

“Do you know the risks, Lucian, the risks it took to turn your grandson?

— It was a risk for you to kill a King in your own house! - he stressed. -I, THE KING OF DALLNALIA!

Angry at his intrusion, my eyes dart to him highlighting my furrowed brow.

"Do you know how many Kings I've killed?" - I'm rude. - I'm over two thousand fucking years old. I guarantee you don't even come close to the Kings I've known. I killed men three times your age who had overwhelming strength, men who even though they were stronger than you, still lost their armies when you turned them against me. I destroyed villages, erased cities from the map that you don't even know the names of, I wandered in this world when the most terrible plagues wiped out half the planet. I've fought seven hundred or more dragons and survived. -I wreak half my existence on him, concluding with a simple question. -Answer me something, Thomas. Do you really believe I'm worried about what I did to you? - I ask. -Do you think that your death, the death of a shitty King like you, can spill over to me?

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— You're going to explain to me, explain to me straight what the fuck that was!

"You need to calm down!" - he said going with his hands towards her shoulders.

- DO NOT TOUCH ME! - he shouted, scaring him.

"Calm down, dammit!"

— I'm so angry with you, so angry Piter! -exposed pacing from one side to the other in the corridor.

- OF ME? - shook. -But what have I done?

"IT'S EASIER FOR ME TO SAY WHAT YOU DIDN'T DO!"

"Is this because of your cell phone, because of the GPS?"

The Queen has an attack of rage at those words, which makes her raise her arms to him, generating a sequence of countless slaps. She hits him on the arms, back, chest and everywhere else she can reach.

- You fool! - Said hitting him in the belly near the groin.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" - she deflected. -Look where you hit! - he warned, protecting himself with his hands. - Stop it, Mila!

"Are you worried that I'm going to hurt your 'manhood'?" - mocked.

— The GPS idea wasn't mine for you to be blaming me! she revealed.

- What? -she ends the attack.

— I don't know if you remember, but it was Benjamin who had your cell phone, not me! - she told. -Then the only thing I did was ask him to give me access to follow in his footsteps and protect you.

"Benjamin wouldn't do that!" -makes sure.

— If you think Benjamin wouldn't break into a simple cell phone, it's because you don't know anything about him!

- The only thing I know, Piter, is that you've been using me for a long, long time. You keep following me around and filling my ears with pretty words, when it was all about the hurt you carry, the revenge you promised your uncle!

- Revenge? - he gets lost. -What revenge?

— DON'T PLAY THE FOOL! -he said giving him three more slaps.

— STOP, MILA!

"YOU-" he slapped again. -Yeah- -one more slap. -A - -another. -SCOUNDREL!

Tired, the security guard squeezes her against the wall, managing to cushion the blows she was taking, while watching her will leave pressing her to the wall behind her.

- LIED TO ME! - he said knocking. -I MAY NOT GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT PITER, BUT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SINCERE ABOUT MY FEELINGS!

— Mila! -he tries to speak. -I -

- NO! -it stuck. -I WAS JUST ONE MORE FOR YOUR SICK REVENGE. ONE MORE TO BE ABLE TO ANNOY YOUR UNCLE!

- This is not true! - denied trying to stop her. -I would never involve you in this. I would never use you to piss him off!

"SO YOU DON'T DENY IT?" -she increases the force with which she hits his chest.

But the human for the first time shows himself strong and determined.

— DIDN'T DENY IT! -took on. - I EATED EVERY WOMAN THAT WAS NEAR BENJAMIN, I FUCKED EVERY ONE OF THEM, FUCK. BUT I WOULD NEVER, NEVER DO THAT TO YOU!

"Y-you..."

Even the strongest of women also have their weaknesses. She can't stand up every time a wave hits us hard.

At some point our knees hit the floor.

- You you...

“I would never lie to you…I…and…I love you, Mila…”

Mila "Wh-what..." -she thought.

- What did you say?

- I love you! she repeated. -And I should have told you that a long time ago!

"N-no, you... you're not serious!"

— More serious than that would be impossible!

A strange sensation wells up inside the boy, who believes they are being watched by someone. He changes his posture unusually, looking to the side with a closed expression.

"I know it's there!" - he said looking at the end of the corridor.

- Who are you talking to?

- Leaves! - he commanded while moving away from the Queen.

"S-I'm sorry..." he said, coming out from behind the wall.

“Greta! -she was shocked. -What were you doing there?

- Damn it! she murmured.

- What it was? she asked the security guard.

"You heard us, didn't you hear Greta?"

— Piter! - drew his attention.

'My mouth is a tomb, Mr Bennet!'

"Why are you acting like this with her?"

Piter moves his feet towards the lady, placing himself in front of her all firm and rude.