The Vampire Prince (The Vampire Wish Book 2) by Michelle Madow

Author:Michelle Madow [Madow, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamscape Publishing
Published: 2017-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

Annika

My quickly put together carriage was last in the procession, and driving through the streets of the Vale was more difficult than I’d anticipated.

As we rolled along, I was flooded with memories. First, there were memories from the vampire town. Mike and I had often sneaked around the markets there to steal food for ourselves and our friends in the Tavern. Many humans worked for the vampires, so it had been easy enough for us to go unnoticed in the streets. Those streets had been where he’d taught me to fight back. Yes, it had been small things like stealing the occasional bit of forbidden food, but it had always felt good to know that I wasn’t letting the vampires control every aspect of my life.

I remembered the way Mike had laughed and smiled whenever we’d get to a safe spot with the food in our bags and the vampires none the wiser.

Now, Mike was dead because of the vampires. I would never hear his laugh again, or race after him down the streets with the rush of adrenaline pounding through my veins from the thrill of successfully acquiring the food we weren’t allowed to buy.

A lump formed in my throat, but I swallowed it down, blinking tears out of my eyes. I couldn’t cry. It would make no sense for Princess Ana of the Seventh Kingdom to cry.

I needed to push away my emotions and become a perfect mask of calm, like Queen Laila and the other princesses.

I was able to do that for the remainder of the time that we were in the vampire town, but driving through the human village was much harder. I saw some of my familiar haunts—the main square, the bookshop, and the road that led to the Tavern. But that wasn’t what made it difficult.

The most difficult part was seeing the faces in the crowd. I spotted Norbert standing off to the side, watching the procession thoughtfully and eyeing up each princess. Norbert was the bookshop owner in the village, and it was because of him that I’d discovered my love for reading. I’d often traded chocolate I’d stolen from the vampires for new books to enjoy.

Norbert was the closest person to a father figure that I’d had in the Vale. But when he looked at me now, it was with complete lack of recognition. Which shouldn’t have surprised me—the transformation potion made me look like a different person—but it sent a hollow pang through my chest nonetheless.

The point where I nearly lost my composure was when I saw Martha, the youngest girl who worked at the Tavern. She was only fifteen, and she wore her hair in two braids as she watched the procession. She leaned over the rail to get a good view, transfixed as we passed, but her skin was gaunt and she had dark circles under her eyes. She’d always struggled more than the others when she had to donate blood—I’d always made sure to give her extra of whatever food I stole in the hope that it would give her strength.

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