Markus was fighting against the guards that were holding him back. He had to intervene. He couldn't live in a world where Mathias wasn't in it. "I can not lose you!"
His words echoed from the halls, Mathias smiled at him and the guillotine's blade fell, severing his head from his body. His head rolled towards Markus's feet the guards let go of him and he fell to his knees, picking up Mathias's head.
He brought his face closer to him and kissed his lips one last time, he averted his gaze towards his adversaries. "I will kill you!"
His adversaries chuckled. "You know the rules, no vampire king shall have a human lover!"
Markus stood up from the floor with Mathias's head still in his hands. His anger was at full force, they were laughing now but he would show all of them his wrath. For taking away the only person he loved, his soul mate.
He hadn't bothered to answer them, they would keep telling him that he wasn't allowed to have a mortal lover. He turned his back on them and walked out of the execution grounds.
He didn't turn back, he left the dungeons and ignored the passers-by when they stared and pointed towards his hands where he still carried Mathias's head.
He returned to his room, he walked to his vanity and placed Mathias's head gently on the space. "My love..." He caressed his hair, "I do not think that I will make it out of here alive... I show wish to join you."
Markus didn't even remember his parents, he only had memories of his grandfather. His grandfather was the king before him, he was a ruthless man and never shown mercy to anyone. He had picked him up on his lap one day and said. "No Vampire King shall have a mortal lover... You should remember that, Markus."
He had only nodded at his grandfather but he could still remember the eyes that had followed him when he was just a vampireling.
He made the mistake to ask his father why and his father said. "You are a Dhampyre."
He hadn't understood that term, so he asked his nanny when his grandfather wasn't home and she had told him the story. "Your mother fell in love with a human and your grandfather didn't bless their union."
So that was why a vampire king would never take a mortal as a lover, for the sin his mother committed. A distinct memory surfaced, he was standing on the execution grounds being held by his grandfather.
He made him look as they beheaded a woman with raven black hair and a man who had screamed her name. To make it worse, she didn't die immediately, the man was still screaming her name as a whole in the sky open, letting the sun in.
He had remembered that her flesh began to burn, but she didn't scream and her sapphire blue eyes had turned to him. He had shied away from her.
The guillotine fell on the man's head, Markus still didn't look. 'Who were these people.'
Only later did he discovered that they were his parents. The word dhampyre had followed him until he became King of the vampires. He had killed everyone who stood in his way, he made a promise when he found out the truth about his birth. 'Kill anyone that opposes you.'
Markus blinked as he was drawn back to the present, he tugged a strand of Mathias's hair behind his ear. "I am nothing without you..."
He stood up, they had opposed him and he will make them fear him once again. He might be a half-breed but he was the most powerful Dhampyre alive.
He turned on his heels, "May I see you soon, Mathias."
He walked to his bedroom door, opened it and looked down the hall. "Tonight this castle will run with rivers of blood!"
He will leave none in his castle alive, he will make them all bleed for what they have done. His fangs grew, his green eyes turned a darker shade of emerald. His nails grew longer and he couldn't remember the last time he had fed.
He shall begin the dance of death from the dungeons and move his way up. He didn't care, his heart had turned to stone, for one thing, they had forgotten was that he was still their king.
He will be just like his grandfather... He stalked down to the kitchen where the maids were busy getting ready for their blood feast before they could react... He cut their throats with his nails, one tried to flee but he jumped on her and pressed his teeth deep into her throat and drank her blood till there were none left in her body.
He didn't do it gently, blood was streaming from his lips and on his clothes. He swiftly left the kitchen and killed anyone who stood in his way. 'Damn the rules! Damn the immortals'
Mathias was the only one who kept his humanity in check and these beasts that called them his adversaries took him from him. He moved quickly, no one had seen him and when they did it was too late for them.
The bodies began pilling and the blood pooled in the halls of the castle, he could hear the cries of his adversaries and they have gathered in the entrance hall.
He stood at the top of the stairs and glared down at them.
"Have you gone batty?"
Hw slowly descended the stairs, not taking his eyes from them. "I have told you that I would kill you."
They gathered closely together, Markus almost laughed. Did they think that together that they would be stronger together? "You will be hunted for your betrayal!"
Markus didn't pause, he still climbed down the stairs. The blood glistened around his mouth, he trailed his finger around his mouth and slowly licked it clean. "My betrayal?"