I didn't even know what to say.
"Name?" He finally spoke.
Pets were never really given names, it has always been up to their master to decide.
"Whatever you want it to be, Ma-"
"No." He cut me off harshly, making me flinch.
He sighed in frustration.
"You were a rogue, right?" He asked.
"I was," I replied shamefully.
It was my dad's idea to leave the city in the first place. I didn't even want to leave.
"So what was your name before you got captured?"
I blinked at him. It had been so long that I had to think about it for a second.
"Ember," I said.
He thought my answer over.
"Ember." He repeated, like he was tasting it on his tongue, "I like it."
I didn't know whether I should be happy about that or not. Master glanced out the window as the car slowed to a stop, his hands reaching inside of the bag.
I also shifted my gaze to the window, gawking as I laid eyes on the castle before me. The sun reflected ever so slightly against its many windows and dark bricks.
It was just so big.
Much bigger then I remember it being as a
little girl. I guess, a big city to run causes for a big castle full of bloodsuckers to run it.
I froze as I turned back around, laying eyes on what Master has in his hands.
A collar and a leash to match.
They looked like a matching set, both being icy blue with a golden buckle or clasp.
I swallowed hard as his hands began to move closer, shutting my eyes in anticipation. I stayed as still as possible as he wrapped it around my neck, only tightening it to the second hole.
"Is that loose enough?" He asked, causing me to open my eyes.
That's it? That was all he was going to tighten it to? I'm pretty sure I could actually fit two of my fingers in all the extra space.
"U-uh yea." I stuttered out.
He nodded, clipping the leash onto the clasp before opening the door. I followed him out of the car before he could yank me out. My eyes widened once again as they laid on the very impressive gate that surrounded the castle, and the Vampire and slave boy that was guarding it.
The slave didn't look any younger than me.
Master stopped in front of the gate, meeting eyes with the guard.
"New pet?" The guard asked, looking towards me.
Master only nodded.
The guard smirked as the slave began to open the large gate.
"She's a pretty little one." He sneered, making my stomach turn.
I swallow the lump in my throat before following Master through the gates.
The slave boy bowed his head as we passed.
"Welcome home, Sir Nicolas."