BITE

I stared at the blonde boy from earlier.I had long since stopped my struggle to get free. This was the rebellion.this kid wouldn't let anyone get close to me. This was good.No bad.No good.No bad. I give up this was confusing. If no one could touch me no harm could come but also names could to.
"So what does the rebellion want with me?" I asked hoping the boy would answer.
To my surprise he did. "I have no idea they never tell me anything. They can't trust me yet.you might get more from the head who stops by every so often." he looked bored. I was bored and obviously the man who knew anything want here.
I make the decision to talk to him. The hard part is finding what to talk about. There was blood or hunting.Guys liked hunting right? Then something caught my eye as he looked at me.
"You have such gorgeous eyes. Blue like the ocean." He smiled at me
"Thank you.I like how yours are golden like the sun. They glitter when you smile." he said and I giggled.No one had ever said something so nice to me.
"I'm Renee. Not vampire queen by the way. Just in case you ever wanted to talk to me."
"I'm Jensen. Probably the only one who will talk to you. Everyone else seems to think you did some awful to them." He said smiling slightly.
"Jensen. Such a pretty name. If I ever have a kid I want to name them that." I blinked a bit at an old fantasy I had about holding a child of mine in my room.
"Really?" He asked surprising me out of my daze.
"Yeah. I love the name.always have. I just can't have kids. The king said I was branded." I growled the last part.
"You seem not to like his majesty much." He said sitting forward.
I let out a loud ha. "Not like him? I fucking hate his guts. I must not have always because I agreed to marry him.Or so he says. I don't really remember much before 1000 years ago." I sighed and looked at him. "If you kill him can I watch?"
He laughed loudly. "If we kill him I'll bring you a piece to mutilate yourself." I laughed to.
the door opened to a man with dark hair and an ass ton of tattoos. "Oh." I whispered to myself.
"Heard a noise and came to see if you were all right." The man said.
"Yeah I was just talking to her." Jensen smiled at him
The man whipped his head towards me and I gasped.he looked familiar and so beautiful.like a dream. "Your eyes are so gorgeous. Like the sky and ocean mixed together.almost Crystal meth." I smiled at him. He looked wide eyed at me.
"thank you your majesty." I frowned at the name
"No it's Renee.the second I was taken from the castle I wasn't royalty anymore. Anyway what's your name?" This was slowly becoming fun.
His eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. "You don't remember me?" He asked walking farther in to the room.
My eyes widened did I know him? "No. But you do look very familiar." I looked at him for a moment.pictures piped up in my mind off thousands of close replicas. Then finally it clicked. "oh I know!!! You were the prisoner in the dungeon for 1000 years right?" I smiled at him finally remembering who he was.
He sighed. "It was 1500 years. And there was a time before that." He was mad at me. A pit started to form in my stomach. I didn't like this man not approving of me. I don't know why though.
"Shut the hell up. She doesn't remember. She can't remember before 1000 Years ago." Jensen had come to my defence and slammed the man into the wall. Something jingled and a small trinket fell out of his shirt.
Something in me broke. I had managed to break free from the rope restraining me and in a manner of seconds was in between the two. I touched metal and a memory came to me.a woman I called friend handing me this bundle of blankets. Fast forward and I bit his finger add he bit mine. I quickly turned ignoring their wide eyes gazes.
I grabbed Jensen's left arm and turned it so I could see his hand. There on his pointer finger was a small scar. One that I have him.I checked Mine and it matched. I smiled and turned to him. "Your Mine." I smiled at him showing my finger next to his.
His eyes got huge and a look of shock settled in. And then a put formed I my stomach. Who the he'll was the father?

Notes

Just sitting here eating guacamole. And sorry for updating late I have piano lessons for five hours a day and I get so tired I could pass out.
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