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Thursday, June 14, 2007
Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
Well, I discovered a new technique, illustrated below. ^^
I made potato bread yesterday.
and i'm ahving a sleep over on friday.
I designed a web page for Lindsay, she's Ariella
I finished typing up the prologue to my vampire story.
it's late, i gotta go, TTYL!
Squeaker
Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
Prologue
June 6th, 1540
I was aroused from my slumber for the day by the sound of panic unfolding in the town. Before I had a chance to sit up, there was an urgent knocking on my door. I called the visitor in, to find out that he was my servant, Bernard. He spouted something about my mother, and I had to ask him to calm down.
“Your mother!” he cried. “She’s been slain!” This certainly caught my attention. Seeing as she was the queen, and I her only son, I was naturally the heir. Though, at only 20 years of age, the high council would insist on forcing me to listen to their every whim. There was also my heritage, my father having been a mere human. Being only half vampire had it’s certain...positives. I can travel by day, as well as night. I do not crave blood as often, though I must consume human food everyday to keep up my strength. In a way, I am more deserving of the title of Vampire King than most because of these things.
Dressing quickly, I rushed out to the throne room, where the council was squabbling over what to do. “Enough,” I commanded, taking a seat on the throne. They turned to me, silent and cautious.
“My lord,” Yggdrasil, the eldest of the four said, bowing slightly. Yggdrasil had long, straight, light-blonde hair, which he normally wore tied near the bottom. He always told me it was because he preferred how he looked with long hair, but it needed to be tied somehow so as to keep it out of the way. As it stood now, he was the last of original vampires, born over a millennia ago. “We are-“
“Yggdrasil,” I said, interrupting him, “I’ve already been informed of my mother’s death.”
“Er, right then.”
“Prince Valkyre,” Ruben said suddenly, eyeing me with his storm gray eyes. His silky black hair had been arranged in an ornate way. Being only 100 years old, my mother normally would never have listened to him much; though, there hadn’t been much to listen to. He saved speaking for what really mattered, that was what got him a place on the council. He was wise; for all that he was young. “I understand if you wish to pursue your mother’s murderer, but it would be unwise for you to do this yourself.”
I was silent, and they soon left, Helena and Amy Rona having never said a word. Helena caught my eye as she left. She’d been put on the council as a favor to Ruben. I would have pursued her, seeing as she was only a year younger than myself, but Ruben would not approve. She had silky black hair, just like her brother, yet she wore it in a simple braid. Where Ruben rarely talked, she was rarely silent. Ruben would have preferred the fashions of an earlier time for his baby sister, seeing as the new fashion for the women of this community consisted of dresses that had neck lines that were just above the bust. She had a nice figure, but she was so shy it hurt.
Amy Rona, now she was a looker. Beautiful silver hair, green eyes, and a nice figure, she was beautiful. She was only 50 years old. Unfortunately, she was married to Ruben, meaning that she was not for me to even look at the wrong way. I had no doubt that he, being older and more experienced, could kill me without a second thought.
I sat on my throne, thinking silently. I decided that, no matter what Ruben had said, I was going to go out and avenge my mother. I had an advantage. I can walk in daylight.
Tomorrow, I will leave.
I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!
Prince Valkyre.
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