ChesrylleCat

The Duke of the castle stared out to his garden, watching as the gardeners and maids prance around like little ducks. "Boring," He drawled, leaning back into his chair, staring at the grey stoned ceiling. He'd be having a ball this evening, that would last until sunrise; a celebration for the whole night, on his mother's wishes."Eh, but I guess this will kill some time." He said, standing up to his full height, shying away from the sunlight. The King of Vampires, Marshall Lee, was sickly in his childhood, always pale-skinned and slovenly in movements, and in his adulthood, he'd grown stronger, more lively; though his skin now was dyed a death

How long has it been? How many day? Week, months, years, decades, centuries? How many people have I seen come and go? How long have I waited for you to come? How much longer, my dear, my dear? Everyday, in this place where you left, where we met, I dream. Dream of you, of others, of everything. They've come and gone, you know. Those we used to know. He, he's gone as well, that infuriating good friend of ours. New faces come by, everyday, and I do what you've done, I give what their hearts yearn. Are you well? Are you happy? I hope so. I think you would be... Dreaming, right now, I suppose. Well, I know you know better than anyone else a

"Hello?" A girl of 17 crawled out from a space beneath the tree's roots. "Might anyone be here?" The lady stood, dim light illuminating the girl's presence and features. Curious seafoam blue eyes wondered over the area, straight amber hair danced in the wind, and her indigo blue-and-white dress. Straightening her outfit, the girl moved forward into the dense forest. "I shouldn't have followed that damned cat." She scolded herself, looking around the forest. "Reine Roséa, Reine Roséa, Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? Sonnes les matines! Sonnes les matines! Din, dan,, don. Din, dan, don. "Rein Roséa, Reine Roséa, Dorme