Chapter 57: Chapter 50

Julia

 

"Good morning princess," Finn greeted her as she was still in her pajamas on her way to the bathroom. "What shall I lay out for you? Prince Fritz's fiancée and her parents have already arrived and will keep your family company over breakfast. The vampires are expected for coffee in the afternoon. Just like your half-brother Torsten."

"Good morning, Finn." Julia receded. "Did you sleep well?"

"Very, yes. And you?"

"Not very, no." The presence of the vampires worried her and she had hardly slept. "Peter wanted to ask you to change his suit. Did he ask you about it?"

"Yes. He has. What can I put out for you?"

"Something solemn. After all, I get to know Fritz's fiancée."

"As you wish." Finn disappeared into her dressing room and Julia got ready for the day in the bathroom. She already missed the hustle and bustle in her small hallway apartment. She hadn't seen Marko since they had arrived and she saw Leopold only briefly. But here in the castle, where she was observed everywhere, she didn't want to risk anyone noticing their relationship. She did not want to be the princess who, in the eyes of others, took advantage of her servant. When she came out of the bathroom, Finn had already left. He had picked out a white dress with shimmering pearls and a light blue scherpe.

On the way to the dining room, she met Lea. "Good Morning," she said, still a little sleepy.

"Good Morning, Lea. Have you seen Fritz's fiancée yet?"

"No. Presumably, she is already at the breakfast table and has to meet mum’s disagreement."

"I'm looking forward to meeting her. However, I'm not looking forward to Mom's reaction..."

The two arrived at the dining room, from which they could hear soft voices. At the table sat the rest of her family, as well as a beautiful young woman with dark skin together with her parents, who seemed a bit intimidated.

"Good Morning", Lea greeted and sat down next to Cleo. Julia sat down next to Peter, who was again sitting at the dining table wearing a dressing gown and with a pink pearl necklace next to Julia's necklace. A selection of shimmering rings sparkled on his hands.

After a short round of introductions, they talked about the professions of Paula's parents. Georg, her father, was a carpenter, and Lilly worked in a flower shop where Paula had helped out before taking the job at the hospital. The queen frowned but remained polite. Her gaze was cold.

After breakfast, Julia spent some time with Fritz and Paula. She liked his fiancée. She was very quiet and polite, and very interested in the academy.

In the afternoon, the vampires arrived at the castle. Julia, together with Peter, watched from a window as dark carriages stopped in front of the castle. Her parents stood downstairs in the hall to welcome the guests. Beautiful people with long light hair got out of the carriages. They all wore equally bright clothes. Servants protect them from the sun with umbrellas, as the light was too bright for their eyes. The eyes of vampires were designed to see at night. Julia and Peter also watched as servants, including people dressed in white, stepped out of two simpler carriages.

"They don't seem very scary", Julia whispered, even though the vampires couldn't possibly hear them.

"Are you sure?" Peter, who was still wearing his dressing gown, almost pressed his nose against the window. In addition, he wore colorful woolen stockings in his slippers, which Julia had not noticed at breakfast. "I think that's what makes them scary. I'm not looking forward to getting to know them right away. Do you think they drink black coffee?"

"As far as I know, they can eat normal food, but they need extra blood. Why shouldn't they drink coffee? And why black?"

"Black, because they're vampires? Nocturnal?"

The newcomers disappeared from their field of vision. But now they saw another, simpler carriage arrive.

"That's certainly Torsten." Peter's gaze was glued to the carriage. "Another person I'd like to do without."

The young man who got out of the carriage looked confusingly similar to her father, even from a distance. "So that's Torsten?"

"Meet Torsten. A dazzling personality."

"He looks like dad."

"He does, right? Let's go to the fireplace room and get to know our guests, little sister." Peter hooked up with her. "With a bit of luck, we'll survive today."

"Your exaggerating, Peter."

"Are you sure?"

"Nobody wants to eat someone wearing only colorful socks and a dressing gown... You look like a pensioner who forgot to put on something neat ... With plenty of jewelry!"

"Are you saying I look ridiculous?" Peter raised his eyebrows. "Me?"

"Isn't that what you want?"

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Peter replied with a wink.

 

Leopold

 

He had last seen Julia briefly in the evening when he was supposed to bring her a hot chocolate. They had talked, but he had to go back to the kitchen. There, he helped together with Marko, as a lot had to be prepared for the guests. All of them were needed. There was hardly a free minute. Finn helped with dusting and otherwise took care of the princess's wishes. He had hardly seen him. Next to Leopold, Marko was cutting herbs. He seemed restless. His ears twitched from time to time. Presumably, this was due to the approaching full moon. Finn also seemed a bit restless when they saw each other.

Mr. Mühe also demanded that they all wear a special uniform decorated with golden fabric to the ball. The uniform hung on the closet in the room of the three servants. The fabric seemed stiff and uncomfortable. As personal servants of the princess, they were to be displayed like decorated trophies. He didn't like it.

The other servants who would serve in the ballroom also wore a more festive uniform, but it was not nearly as ostentatious as those of Marko, Finn, and Leopold.

He couldn't wait to return to the academy. There he was much freer than in the walls of the castle. And he missed Julia's company. But he tried to ignore this feeling as much as possible.

Only a few weeks left, then the potion is ready and we are one step closer to freedom!

 

Julia

 

They sat together in the fireplace room and drank coffee. The royal family seemed friendly, but their eyes seemed to lurk on Julia. Especially the prince, Marlon von Bluthof, hardly let Julia out of his sight. His sister, Annemarie, sat next to Torsten, who seemed a little pale, and talked quietly to her. Queen Franka and King Heinrich talked to Julia's parents and her older siblings. They expressed their gratitude several times for the invitation. The adults talked about the strengths of their military, about medical advances... Julia barely listened. The looks of the Vampire Prince worried her. His eyes were dark and they lacked the pupil. In the light of the fireplace room, they looked as red as dark blood.

"Are you looking forward to the ball?", he asked her in a low, melodic voice. "It's supposed to be a big party. Surely you are excited? In our home country, we also celebrate big parties."

"Is that so?" Julia tugged at Peter's colorful shirt, which he had exchanged for his dressing gown along with colorful cloth trousers. He wanted to 'get rid of the grandpa', he had said. The jewelry had remained and he now also wore a sparkling hair clip in his hair.

"How are your parties?" Peter understood her silent request. "Are they different from our balls?"

The prince smiled, showing his long, thin, and pointed teeth. "We always party all night. And in summer, our balls take place under the stars. We dance until sunrise, which we welcome with a festive drink."

"A drink?", asked Julia.

"Blood. But only the finest, purest blood." The prince licked his lower lip. "Red as the sky of the rising sun."

"How often do you drink blood?", Torsten now joined the conversation.

Annemarie answered his question. "At every meal, usually. But half a cub once a day is enough."

Agathe, who had been listening to the conversation, cleared her throat. "We're sorry we didn't prepare anything for you for coffee, but your well-being is taken care of at the ball."

What?  Julia and Peter exchanged surprised looks. She had to think of the people dressed in white... What had her mother organized? Hopefully, no human blood?

Queen Franka nodded gratefully. "This is very kind, but we have taken care of our well-being. Nevertheless, we thank you for the gesture. It's going to be a feast for sure!"

"We're really looking forward to the ball." King Henry took a large sip of coffee, he drank it black. Just like his wife. "This is a big event. A strong daughter. I'm sure you're very satisfied."

"Certainly." Agathe nodded.

"And have you thought further about our offer?", asked Queen Franka.

Julia noticed how Marlon was looking at her closely. His gaze seemed hungry. What kind of offer?

"Sure", Friedrich replied, looking at his wife.

Agathe nodded. "We have an offer ourselves, but let's talk about it later. Tomorrow? At breakfast? When the ball is over?"

What kind of offer? What are you talking about?

Fritz and his fiancée also exchanged worried looks.

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