[i]"You know why we parted, Azrael, you left me all alone not too long after turning me into one of your bloodsucking creatures. I was left to fend for myself, and I was never able to find you again. I had nothing that I could use to track you with, no possessions. You left me alone and it really really hurt, I don't think you understand just what you did to me. Maybe it was the guilt of turning me into a vampire that made you leave? You loved me too much to sit there and watch me suffer, so you abandoned me and left me in the cold."[/i] with a gentle hand, Elizabeth placed it over Azrael's as his thumb was at her cheek. She nuzzled her cheek into his grasp for a moment before pulling away from him, obviously still hurt by what had happened.

[i]"Just how many years was it? Did you lose count just like I did?"[/i] she asked him, her piercing green eyes burning into his before she turned her back to him and faced the bed. Her arms were folded, posture clearly communicating that she wasn't happy at the moment. [i]"Do you still love me, at least? I... I've missed you...so much. So much to the point where I didn't so much as look at another man because I hoped that one day we would meet again and you would remember me."[/i] Elizabeth sighed and shrugged her shoulders lightly, knowing that Azrael probably didn't feel anything for her anymore. It was understandable. It had been a very long time since they had seen each other. Things changed over time, after all.

Suddenly, she turned around and placed her hands at his chest. [i]"I want you to love me again. I need you. You could...you could come back home with me and I'll make the cakes you used to like...I'll serve you tea...I'll do anything you want me to, I don't care, as long as I get to be with you..."[/i]Elizabeth stared up at Azrael with a frown on her pale face. She was quite desperate to have him back in her arms, in her life. [i]"P-please..."[/i]she whispered softly, her face burying itself into his chest. She didn't want to move.

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Evangeline was at the party that was being held for her and her very soon to be husband. She really wasn't into any of the festivities that were going on and she kept well away from the disgusting old man that she was going to be married to. He was a king and in need of a wife capable of bearing children. Why she had to be the chosen one, she didn't even remotely understand. The princess simply stood there with an untouched glass of red wine in her hand, expression clearly not amused. Occasionally she joined in on the conversation with different figures of the community, but she mostly kept quiet. In her head, she was formulating a plan in order to let herself escape from the castle once and for all. She cared not for her parents, they meant nothing to her. She cared not for the man whom she was to be wed. He was approximately thirty years older than her and he was grotesque in terms of personality. All he cared about was her ability to produce children for his kingdom.

After some time had passed, she excused herself from the current circle of conversation and she headed upstairs. When she was in her bedroom, she locked the door behind her and started to get out of her fancy dress. She would not be able to escape comfortably in such an outfit. The princess dressed herself in something more comfortable and fetched a rope from underneath her bed. she tied it to one of the bed posts and tossed it over the windowsill nearby, watching as it landed on the ground below. Evangeline took a deep breath and glanced around her room once more. She would miss her comfortable bed and her elegant clothes, but she was ready to get away from this life. The young woman packed a bag, placing coins and a few personal possessions inside before she hoisted it over her shoulder and moved to her window.

With a little hesitation, she took a tight grip on the thick rope and headed down the castle wall, making sure to be as quiet and careful as possible. If she was spotted or heard, she'd never be allowed away from her husband. When she was about a meter away from the grass, she jumped down and landed carefully, looking around to see if she was surrounded by guards yet. Fortunately, the coast was clear. The gates were open and currently unguarded, as they were too busy getting people inside and socializing, so now was her chance. With surprising speed, Evangeline bolted towards the gates. When she had passed them, she just kept going. She had no intention to stop now. If she did, she would be found, and if she was found....well, she was trying not to think about that.

Evangeline ran and ran until she could run no more. Eventually she found herself in front of a building. It looked almost like a tavern, but she wasn't sure what it was, exactly. She was exhausted and out of breath, so she decided to head on in. The young woman pushed open the door and let herself inside. There were...lots of odd looking people in here, it seemed. Biting her lip, she closed the door behind her and looked about. They were looking at her funny for some reason, and it made her uncomfortable. Suddenly, a man grabbed her by the arm, and then another. They were eyeing each other off quite viciously, but they weren't saying anything.[i]"H-hey, let me go! I didn't say you could touch me!"[/i] the princess started to scream as loud as she could, despite how tired she was. She kicked her legs about and tried to get her arms free, but unfortunately she wasn't able to escape their grasp.