Chapter 61: Chapter 54

Julia

 

The atmosphere at the breakfast table was icy. The Schmal family had already left and Fritz had accompanied them. Babette talked to the queen, who seemed very taken with the conversation. Peter had sat as far away from Babette as he could. But now he sat next to Torsten, who hardly noticed him. Instead, everyone else present paid a lot of attention to him. King Henry had complimented him on his nightgown, calling it an unusual choice.

Julia sat next to Lea and stared into her fruit tea, which a servant had poured her. The vampires were silent, but Queen Franka seemed to be waiting for something.  Julia's mother's offer?

Marlon gave her sour looks, which seemed to amuse his sister. Julia ignored him. Unlike Peter, who tried to kill the vampire prince by just looking at him.

"Well, we still have important things to discuss!", announced Agathe after some time. Friedrich nodded and looked at the vampires with a nervous smile. He had previously talked with Babette's parents.

"Right!" The vampire queen suddenly seemed satisfied. "Do we want to talk about our future plans? We have made you a very good offer. A wedding between our children would only be beneficial. I know that my son is very fond of your youngest."

Peter's gaze darkened. "He tried to drink her blood against her will! Do you call that ‘being fond off’?" he hissed.

Both queens blinked in surprise. "He did what?" Queen Agathe looked indignantly at the vampire prince. "How did this happen?"

"I'd also be interested in that. Are you alright, Julia?", her father asked.

She nodded. "My servants came to my aid. Nothing happened."

"Nothing happened? Your servants have threatened me! Because of something that is my right! Don't you think so?", said Marlon angrily.

"Are you sure?" His sister giggled softly.

"And how did you get that idea?", Julia's mother wanted to know. She barely hid her anger. "That it is your right?"

"Well, we do want our kids to get married, right?", the vampire king asked. "And nothing happened..."

"Well, my offer is not for my daughter!" Agathe looked briefly at her husband's illegitimate son, then at the vampire prince. "So no, he had no right. He generally had no right to do so! Luckily, my daughter has very good servants, otherwise, a disaster would have occurred, wouldn't it? Our conversation would be over now."

"What is your offer then?", asked Queen Franka.

Julia's mother smiled. "Well, as you know, we now have another prince. My husband's son. He is a smart young man and very ambitious." Her smile seemed condescending and hypocritical to Julia. "He would be a good match for your daughter. Julia's place is here, so I can't respond to your offer. But Torsten is an equally good choice."

"What?" Torsten looked taken by surprise. "I'm supposed to marry Princess Annemarie?"

Princess Annemarie also seemed surprised. Her gaze wandered over the young man and she looked at him with a smile. She gave her parents an approving nod.

"How wonderful!", Babette interrupted the silence that had settled over the room. "This is very exciting! Isn't it?" She looked at Peter. "Another wedding!"

Peter sighed softly.

"We agree with the offer", said the vampire queen. "In fact, we planned to look for someone suitable for our daughter and since she agrees, we don't see a problem."

"What?" Torsten had turned pale. "That's how it's decided?"

"Of course." Friedrich regarded his son with a stern look. "It's that simple. What did you expect? As a prince, you have duties and you have to fulfill them. You will marry Princess Annemarie von Bluthof . As part of our family. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Then we should think about a suitable date?" Queen Franka reached for a bun. "There is a lot to prepare!"

Prince Marlon suddenly got up and left the dining room snorting. His sister looked after him contentedly.

 

Marko

 

"Ssh! Quiet! Otherwise, they'll catch us!" He took Finn by the hand.

"Where are we going?" Finn laughed softly. "We have to work! We will surely be missed in the kitchen!"

"Ssht!" Marko pulled him to an inconspicuous wooden door. He looked around again, then pulled Finn into the room behind the door and quickly closed it.

It was narrow inside the room. Around them were brooms, shelves with rags, feather dusters, and soap supplies.

"Why are we in a storage room?", Finn wanted to know.

In fact, Marko hadn't quite thought the plan through. He wanted to spend time alone with Finn... And skip work. "An adventure?"

They stood close together, as there was hardly any space left. "Adventure?" Finn blinked. "In a storage room? That's not exactly adventurous, is it?" His cheeks were flushed, and Marko could feel his breath on his skin. Some day-light entered the room through a small window and let Finn's hair shimmer golden.

"Are you sure about that?", he asked mischievously, moving closer to the other wolf.

Finn tried to avoid him, but the space was too narrow. "We're in a storage room!" His cheeks became even redder.

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"I know." Marko grinned. "We better not get caught!"

"Doing what?" Finn chewed on his lip.

"This?" And Marko kissed him, while Finn clung to him.

But then the door was torn open, and Leopold stood in front of them. "I certainly don't do all the dishes on my own, so that you can smooch in peace!", he complained. "It's guaranteed to be a lot of washing up, otherwise Finn wouldn't have to help out with us in the kitchen!"

Marko groaned and buried his face in Finn's hair. "Hi, Leo. Couldn't you have given us a few more moments?"

"What? So that you can continue to enjoy yourself in a storage room? You just fulfilled the cliché do you know that? And now come and help me with the dishes. You can kiss later..."

Finn's face was now fiery red. He pushed past Marko and slipped out of the storage room.

Marko sighed and followed him. "As you wish, meanie! And where should we kiss then? Do you have a suggestion? Because we are nowhere alone! In our room? Right in front of you?"

Leo gave him an annoyed look. "I'm sure you can think of something else... How about a tree? Cliché number two?"

Finn reached for Marko's hand, laughing. "That was definitely an adventure!", he whispered in his ear.

Marko grinned. "What do you think of trees?"

"Trees are very romantic... Especially in autumn."

"So do we want to fulfill this cliché too?"

Leo gave them an amused look. "Really? Are you two serious?"

"Why?" Marko grinned. "Do you want to join?"

"No!" The elf laughed and opened the kitchen door for them. "Welcome to the parlor!"

"I liked the storage room better!" Marko stuck out his tongue.

"There are our runaways!", shouted the cook. "All three of you are late!"

"I had to collect them first", Leo replied.

"Disturb is probably a better word for it!", Marko grumbled and grabbed a rag.

Finn leaned against him, laughing. His cheeks were still red.

"Collect?" The cook raised her eyebrows.

"They were about to explore the storage room", Leopold grinned.

"I don't want to know." The cook shook her head as a soft laugh went through the kitchen.

 

Marlon

 

They sat in the carriage on the way back to their territory. His sister grinned triumphantly at him.

"What?" He looked at her angrily.

"Didn't I tell you?" She grinned. "The princess will not marry you! And what do you do? Creating a scandal!"

"Your sister is right", said his father. "That was very stupid of you. It's a good thing that Queen Agathe overlooked this and made us an equally good offer! A connection to the royal family of witches strengthens our kingdom!"

"I am proud to be able to serve our country!" Annemarie smiled. "Torsten's blood smells good."

"Just be careful not to drink too much." Her father laughed softly. "We don't want to risk war!" His gaze fell on Marlon.

"That would be bad, right?", Annemarie licked her lips. "I would never be so stupid!" She leaned towards Marlon. "But thank you for the wonderful performance! And now you can watch me get what you wanted! The power of witches!"

"Torsten is a mortal!" Marlon rolled his eyes. "You certainly don't have what I wanted!"

"Hm." Annemarie looked out the window. "But I am the future daughter-in-law of a powerful witch. I make our parents proud! Don't you think?" She looked at him and he knew what she was thinking: she wanted the throne. Just like him. And she thought she was one step closer... While he had failed.

"You will make us very proud!", the Queen confirmed. "Marlon? Never risk a war with the witches again! Not with such stupidity! We need them as allies! Dragons steal our cattle and centaurs steal our crops! For a few weeks now, they have been plunging our population into horror! We are not strong enough on our own! You know that! We don't have enough military."

"Wouldn't it have been enough to help them with the refugees?", asked Marlon. The smell of the princess did not leave his mind. One day he would taste her sweet blood! One way or another. Her blood was his!

"A wedding is a much more far-reaching solution. We bind them to us. Such a connection guarantees that agreements will not be resolved! And be hit faster. Even if it is only the king's illegitimate son."

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