Chapter 153: The Tale Of The First Magical Vampire {1}
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Millenniums Ago
"Co brother, why stare?"
"Leave him be... he always looks out"
"Why should he? There’s nothing interesting in the Mortal Realm"
"Yes I know just petite Mortals that could easily break in a snap"
"Do you know why he looks?"
"No, I do not... seems like he finds sothing that interests him"
"Well if he wants a pet we can just get it for him"
"Brother"
5 years old Nicklaus Darkmore turned to his two siblings with an unreadable expression. "What?" he asked, almost irritated.
"Do you want a pet brother?" Little Celeste asked, her big erald eyes on him, hands on her jaw in the way in which she laid on the chair, her legs wagging back and forth behind her.
"Sister seems to think you want one brother" Alaric intoned crossing his leg on top of the other with a smile on his lips, a hand against his jaw, although he looked 5, he acted like a grown male, they all did. They were knowledgeable, trained, well mannered and their style of clothing in this era was quite fashionable, compared to the Mortal world of the ancient Ro era.
The Vampires of the old society currently reside here in ancient Ro, in one of the most architectural buildings, redefined for their golds and riches as well as fa, the people of Ro looked at them like they would any ancient wealthy family but they didn’t know what they were true.
"I do not want a pet," Nicklaus said sternly.
"Then why do you always look out the window?" Alaric said he was puzzled now.
Nicklaus turned his gaze back to the window, seeing Ro city up ahead and its night lights. "It’s always dark in here" was his simple answer. While outside occasionally had bright lights, this evening seed different, the night in the city was loud.
"You shouldn’t bore yourself in those brothers, when the Mortals take one look at you, they fall to your feet, your re appearance will stun them," Celeste said firmly, knowing everything about them was different from theirs, and trusting the human society to take wild interest in sothing new.
The doors barged open as an elderly woman walked in, dressed in a black robe dress but gold graced them.
"Now young ones... ti for bed," she said with a clap of her hand, Alaric and Celeste rose to their feet.
"Race you to the chambers," Celeste said, already leaving in a blur.
"No fair sister!" Alaric yelled, going after her.
"Do not run young ones!" the lady barked at their actions, she was no other than their caretaker, tasked with babysitting these three ever since they were hatched, it is said this three are a very special Vampires, born with the essence of grace from their ancestors, a special bloodline as they called them with a big destiny ahead of them.
She turned to the young boy still setting his eyes on the window.
"Young master, it’s ti for bed," she said in a calm tone.
"Why are the lights the brightest tonight?" he asked, croaking his head to the side.
"Oh, that? I believe they have sothing called the festival" she said, walking to the window and pulling the curtains.
"You shouldn’t see such things, our ways and theirs are different, if you want anything you ask , I and the elders are here to settle all your needs," she said with a smile.
Nicklaus just looked away, rising to his feet and walking out of the room, the caretaker gave a heavy sigh.
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On hearing the cheering sounds of Mortals and beating drums Nicklaus couldn’t sleep as he tousled and turned on the bed, he sighed, turning his eyes back to the window, there was no way he would sleep without taking another peek.
He was off his bed and to the window pulling the curtains away, but to him, he didn’t see enough. There was a certain urge to have a see for himself, he has been aning to for so ti now. Rushing down he grabs a black cloak, putting it on, making sure he hid his long hair in the hood, he climbed back to the window, out of it, the night air blowing against him.
"Just one look," he told himself with a smile against his lips.
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Closer now the beating drums were loud, Nicklaus’s eyes scanned the area of a busy street, he rubbed his eyes for the lights were too bright, there were wood stalls all put up and engaging in different sales and activities, far ahead there was a bonfire where people danced around. Nicklaus tilts his head in question, he looks around, their clothes and their style are all different, thank gods he wore a cloak, or else he would have stood out so much.
A group of kids giggled as they ran back against him while bumping into him but he stood his ground, the place was loud and cheering.
"Hey kid co play a ga" One of the stall owners called.
"What kind of ga?"
"Oh your accent, you must not be from around here" he states.
Nicklaus chewed the inside of his mouth, true, his vampire accent was stronger, they hardly speak English in the castle for they lived with elder vampires since they hatched.
"Well?" he urged, a smile on his lips.
"Just one then"
His smile broadens. "Hope you have so money on you?"
"I do not?" he pulled one of his gold rings off. "Will this suffice?"
"Dear heavens," his eyes went wide. "Ahem! I’m a good man and I must tell you, that is worth is my shop or more, a coin will suffice little boy"
"Really?"
"Yes boy"
He has tons of this back at the castle. "Take it then... I do have to pay to play do I not?"
"Y-Yes," he said, his eyes on the gold ring. "Are you sure boy?
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