His Witch Queen

In the middle of the night, in Cyrus's chamber.

His bed was already cold, and the cover wasn't even removed by anyone. The cushions weren't pulled aside either which looked neat and clean, as if not used till yet.

Because of the same, the Prince was standing near the firepit in his chamber with inflammable expressions. The aura of his had changed the moment he bid goodnight and was left alone.

Unlike all of those vampires, he found sleep to be his distant relative.

However, his gaze never tore from the fire that was ignited in the fireplace. The fire was all smooth, but he had no control over the fire which was inside his heart as it was much bigger, almost not easy to tame.

'Alice, Princess Alice… Why do I feel those old emotions?' Her face continued to flash in his mind like a rotating reel. Despite the multiple attempts to not let his thoughts wander around the girl, he failed countless times.

There was no perfect answer he found to this but all he occupied was, she was special. Her pale expression touched his heart. "Gosh Cyrus. She is a human…"

Remembering the other face of humans, already made his face twist into a frown. The line of his forehead started to deepen with no extent of stopping. But they stopped when in the middle he recalled the girl's unconscious paling face behind the transparent curtains.

"She isn't even your bride. A simple royal.."

There were hundreds of thoughts to convince him that it was a waste of time to let his mind linger around her.

Nevertheless, say, it was the worst scenario to think about a woman, who wasn't even matching his standards and ethics. Instead of wishing to see the sight of his bride-to-be, he had the urge to go and meet that princess.

The princess whom he just rescued…

He was present in his room when the entire lamps in his chamber were already blown off by the stick. The only source of light and to keep the entire place warm was the fireplace.

Cyrus moved to the other corner of his chamber to get the woods into his hand and place them near the fireplace. Sitting on the ground with his folded legs, he kept on staring at the fire while adding the woods in it.

Despite being present here physically, he was already lost somewhere else and it was damn hard to bring him back.

The unstable emotions were not letting him stay silent to his position either.

Within a couple of seconds, Cyrus stood on his legs to move to the window. Opening it with his hands, he stared at the open garden in front of his eyes, filled with nothing but moonlight and darkness.

The brown pigment in his eyes started to fade which was replaced with the red one.

Without the fur due, he let himself out of the window to jump on the other part of the castle. It was just another balcony that was just below his room.

When he landed there, he looked up to see at his own window and then shifted his attention to the other side. Using his legs again, he flew in the air to finally stand in the middle of the ground, just below the opened window of Princess Alice's room.

His lowered eyes finally lifted up his head to stare at the opened glass window as a playful smirk started to curve his lips.

'Such an easy route for me..' he wasn't surprised by the stupidity of her maids to actually keep the window open, especially after knowing that vampires are resting nearby.

"At least it would be advantageous for me to go and see her."

With this, he closed his eyes to rest his hand near his chest. Taking a high jump, Cyrus appeared near her window to hold one of the stones, helping him to stably peek inside her chamber.

The sight that entered his eyes was how the two assigned maids were resting in the other corner, with their faces not even facing the girl. They were in deep slumber, even more, tired than the patient they were asked to serve.

Subconsciously, he shook his head as his lips were formed into a straight line. "These people really don't know how to take care of her.."

At this thought, Cyrus kept his one leg at the window and the other inside the chamber of hers. He finally let himself in from the small window, with his first glance falling directly at the princess who laid like a mermaid.

She wasn't in sleep, more likely to stay in a traumatized position where he saw her shivering badly. The same already resulted in him walking closer to her to take a peek, only to come across a frown and the beads of sweat that covered her.

'Is she fighting something in her dreams?' He wasn't sure about that. Yet his urge dug more when he opened her curtains from the outside of her bed, removing the thin layer between them.

His naked eyes came across to stare at her, between the darkness in the room. "You are… beautiful, Princess Alice." He muttered in between his breaths.

Knowing that she wasn't in her best condition, his heart still grew slightly fond of her beauty. 'You are so beautiful even now, how will you look when you open your eyes?' He was curious to witness her face for once.

Some other time, Cyrus thought.

However, her turmoil seemed more interesting when he noted how firmly she clutched the bed sheets beneath her. Tossing her head from one direction to another, her uneven breath and unstable heart came to his senses.

"It would be better to get that.." he wasn't sure if that would work, since he never let his special medicine be worked on these kinds of mere humans.

Cyrus's hands traveled near his waist to bring out a pouch of pink and golden color. Opening it, he let two pills come out in his hand when his eyes caught the sight of the jar near her table.

Cyrus walked to the table to take the water from the jar and pour it into his glass. Seemingly, he stared at the pill in his hand and then at the lady who suffered.

"Hopefully, this will do…" not letting his thoughts go at the negative side, Cyrus kept his one knee at her mattress to come closer to her body.

Bringing the pill near her mouth, he spoke in the slightly dominating voice, "Open your mouth."

He didn't expect an answer from her. But his voice was like magic working in her dreams when she subconsciously, parted her lips slightly, enough for Cyrus to let the pill inside he might and let her drink the water.

He was thankful that she didn't open her eyes even for a mere second. She drank the water entirely without uttering a single thing. Gulping the water, she drifted back to sleep, when Cyrus kept the glass back on the side and stood on his toes once again.

Staring at the sleeping figure, he stared at the lady, with the aim of seeing some difference. The shimmering of her stopped and she slept in the depth and comfortable position.

Noting the same, his heart grew cold but his mind worked in a different path, 'Why the hell did I even give her that pill? To let her die?'

He wasn't sure if its impact will be fine on a lady like her, a mere human. 'Maybe that is the answer to find out in the morning itself. Not like I will even care if she dies..'

He mentally told him but externally it was hard to say a single word. Taking a few steps back, Cyrus finally turned around and left the room in the same manner he appeared.

But soon after, Alice started to relax as her stiffed body found comfort, when a faint smile lingered on her lips, 'Yes.. I defeated that monster..' she mumbled in her dream on her own victory against her demons...

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