Fifty
"You aren't either!"
— She saw us, Mila, she saw what I told you!
“Greta has known about us for a long time, you idiot!
"Yes, I would never do anything against my Majesty!"
"Did you tell her about us?" - he said indignantly.
— She was always kind to me, helped me whenever I needed it, never broke my trust, or left me alone!
- Obvious! - agreed in a strange way. -That's her job, pretending she cares about you just to know your secrets and then pass it all on to her boss!
— Mr. B —
— SHUT UP! he yelled, raising his finger at her.
— DOWN THAT FINGER!
— OLD FUCKING! - he waved his hand.
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Meanwhile inside the office.
"We'll make a deal then!"
- Agreement? - I start laughing. -Why would I make a deal with you when I can just kill you?
"Because I have something you want!" she said.
- And what would it be?
- The Queen!
"The Queen does not belong to you!" - I say it loud and clear. -Your grandson may not know our Lucian rules, but from what I'm seeing you've been a vampire for a long time, that means you're aware of our rules, correct?
— What rules?
"You can't mess with his women!"
- WHAT?
- Exactly!
— BUT MILA IS MY WIFE!
"She is my creation!"
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS LAW?"
How ironic. For a country with such ridiculous laws, it's funny to see the King bothered by vampire regulations.
“It's not a law, it's just something we other vampires don't dare do. We don't mess with his wives, we can't get close to them.
"And that's why-" I mock with a laugh. -You have no authority over Mila!
"You're crazy if you think I'm going to accept that!"
I particularly love it when I run into other vampires who don't respect my rules. It reminds me of the blood on my hands, the good smell of death and the screams of those who defied me.
“She's mine, Thomas. My! - I say looking at him.
"You're just forgetting one detail!" -raised a mystery.
How intriguing, one moment he pretends to lower his weapons and the next he shows his claws again. This old man is certainly a danger to any unwary.
"How many men have you turned?"
"What the fuck is that question?"
- Answer please!
"If you were my age, you'd know I lost count a long time ago!"
“Thousands of men, I believe. But what about women, how many women have you transformed?
"What are you driving at, Lucian?"
"Four, correct?" - He ignores me. -You transformed more than a thousand men, but you were only able to create four women. Women that no one dares to touch, or approach.
"That everyone already understands!"
- Grandfather! he warned impatiently.
“Iris, Kaila, and Julie!
When my wives' names come out of his mouth, my spine stiffens by itself, causing my senses to go on alert.
'You have three wives and you never thought to tell me this?' - he said disappointed.
"I don't have to tell you anything!"
'I've always found it odd that you don't have a wife.' There was a time when I even thought I might be gay!
— Gay or not, the truth is that he has three women, only three. That doesn't include the Queen who is just another one of his creations!
- What did you say?
Their expressions take on the taste of victory too soon.
— Mila is not your wife, she is the fourth, but she is not part of the alliance she has with the other three!
— No way, because in this country you only get married once and she's already married to me!
"This conversation isn't about marriage, it's about my connection to her as a creator!"
"That's precisely why you can't interfere in their marriage!"
"You're already driving me crazy!"
There is no marriage in the world that prevents me from taking what is mine.
“He's just telling you a fact, Benjamin! - argued. -She may be his child, but that doesn't make her his wife.
"So I propose that you stay away from her." Get away from her life forever. In short, never seek her out, or try to find out about her again. In return, my grandson vows never to touch a strand of her hair again without her permission. He will give her everything she needs, including the best clothes, cars and comfort. His life will be three times better than it already is. Mila will be the most recognized and well treated Queen in the world.
"Are you kidding me?" - angry question. -I would never accept a deal like that!
"He would and will accept!" -ensures.
"Then tell me, Lucian!" - I wrinkle my forehead - Tell me why I would agree to stay away from her, when I can disappear with you two?
“Because I have allies. Allies who are ready to inform their wives of the oh-so-glorious Mila Clifford, should you dare touch me, or my grandson.
- Son of a bitch! - I curse grabbing him by the collar. -HOW DARE YOU THREATEN ME WITH THIS, USING MY WIVES?
— You can even kill us, but in the end your Queen will also go to the grave! - he said calmly, feeling his body sway in my hands.
This man is extremely disturbed in the head, I have no doubt that he really had everything ready in case I killed him. Just the fact that he appeared here just when I injured his grandson already shows that he has someone infiltrated in the Palace, killing them could put the Queen in danger being attacked from all sides. Iris wouldn't forgive something like that, I know well that she has her contacts and there wouldn't be any corner on this earth that Mila could be safe.
I need to be very careful with my choices now, because any wrong choice could be the last one I make with my four offspring.
"W-why are they so insistent that I stay away from her?" - I ask letting go of the old man.
— Because I had to die, to understand that you are an obstacle in my life and in hers. - she answered sincerely.
"He just didn't see it before because he didn't know you had turned the Queen the night of the accident!"
"And she changed a lot after that!"
They have information I never thought anyone could have. Even with all the care I've taken, they both know things that only I would know.
— I saved her, brought her back by saving you — — I point a finger at the King. -From a scandal!
“Don't pretend you did this for me, because anyone who saw the way you look at her would understand your intentions. So don't play the good friend, Benjamin, we know why you saved her. - she told. -And honestly, I understand the feeling!
— Sensation?
- She's beautiful, even that woman's stubbornness can get you excited -
- SHUT UP!
I lose patience when I hear that disgusting mouth praise the Queen, and what stops my fists is Lucian's insightful action, in which he used his staff to raise it in front of my chest, reining in my inner beast.
— THOMAS! - she warned.
"I DON'T HAVE TO SHUT UP!"
— SHUT UP RIGHT NOW! - ordered. -WE ARE CLOSING A GOOD DEAL, NOT A DECLARATION OF WAR!
“How do you expect me to believe he won't harm her when he can barely control his fucking mouth?
"Because now I'm here!" - guaranteed. -And I'm not leaving anytime soon!
"Fuck. What do I do?"
Choosing to be around her is the same as choosing to be without her.
— Mila is not like us, like other vampires, she needs me, she needs my blood!
"From your blood?" -got confused. -Grandpa, you didn't tell me that we could feed on other vampires!
"I didn't say because I've never seen it before!"
"Scott can explain further, now I just want to know if I can-"
"No changes!" -He won't let me talk. -Stay far, far away. If you manage to do that, your wives won't know about the Queen.
I need time, time, analysis and space. I have to figure out a way for the girls to accept her, but without agitating them, or making them angry.
“I want the names, the names of your informants. If you give it to me, then we'll have a deal!
That's when he laughs. Laugh like an idiot.
"I would never tell you!"
"Then end of story!"
“I don't know if you noticed, Mr. Bennet, but this is a very simple arrangement. If you refuse, your three wives will destroy your offspring and if you accept, nobody will know anything, remembering that the Queen will have a good life. Just promise to walk away and everything will be fine.
“This shouldn't be so difficult. I'm sure you've met many women over the millennia!
“Yes, you're right about that. I met many women, but none were like her! - I speak focused on my memories.
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"It's a mistake, I never -"
- FOR! - he shouted. -STOP TALKING!
"IF YOU DON'T PUT YOUR FUCKING FINGER DOWN NOW, I SWEAR I'LL BREAK YOUR HAND!"
The Queen's voice echoes through the entire hall, reaching much of the Palace. The highlighted vein in the middle of her forehead, proves that she was almost at her limit, losing what little sanity was left in her physical and mental.
"S-sir..." she sobbed with wide eyes to her right.
When the other two notice the point the maid was looking at, their expressions change understanding that they had exaggerated the tone they used.
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