"Heh. So then, you are looking for a fairytale, is that it?"
Azrael couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the princess, but she may of dream of such things, but the outside world was not always so kind and willing to grant you such a wondrous life, he knew all about that. He had seen many things during his lifetime, many of those things were unsuitable for a young girl dreaming of a wonderful adventure. All it took is one wrong word and the seemingly kindest of strangers would kill you in cold blood, or worse.
For now, he humoured her and allowed her to say her peace.
"On your own? Just how long do you think you would last? When you escaped the castle grounds the other night, you barely made it half way to the main gates of the city before being recognised. Who knows what that man would of done with you. You have dreams of such grandeur, like many do at your age, but you would be quick to realise just how dangerous this world is."
How naive she was to think that Azrael wouldn't leave her to her fate should he help her exit the city.
He shook his head.
"We Vampires seclude ourselves from humanity for many reasons. To help you would surely be a burden on myself when I could just walk away and leave you here. Taking a peasant child is nothing, but to journey with a Royal? I admit that the danger is rather appealing to me, but the joy would end rather quickly."
She listed many reasons why she would be beneficial to him. Azrael could do no more than smile at her tenacity. She was probably used to always getting what she wanted and she was making it a point to make sure that this was not the first time she didn't get something.
"You think a housewife is something a Vampire wants? Or even needs? I cannot remember the last time that I stopped anywhere for more than a week. I thought you did not want to be a housewife anyway, I thought that you wanted adventure out on the high seas and to find romance with the man on the cover with his shirt torn off."
Azrael chuckled. He had seen the books that the girl was talking of. He never read them from cover to cover, but he had heard of the many details involved in such books. A way to have an adventure from the safety of your home. Packed full of romance and other such nonsense. To have such a life seemed like a bore to Azrael, especially to what he had seen, and what he had done.
"If you are the single heir to the King, do you not feel bad that you will be ending his lineage? Your family name will die with him. As far as the world would be concerned anyway."
She moved the conversation onto talk of Vampires.
"Hard? Not at all. Basically undestroyable with relatively no weaknesses, not to sound egotistical, but we are the closest that this world will ever see to a living God. And yet, because of that, we keep ourselves hidden. Sure, we could be the Kings of all men under the sun, but that is not the Vampire way. We have our own values, and if we find those values within a human, or even the potential, then we will offer them an opportunity to share our life. We are both nomads and scholars, and warriors with honour. You know, know one knows how long a Vampire can live for. Most of us die through battle, or are hunted to their death."
A sadness flickered in Azraels eyes as he remembered some of his fallen brethren. Then he straightened himself and regained his composure.
"Indeed. Becoming a Vampire offered many benefits for us to enjoy. But of course, we have our weaknesses too."
She persisted in her attempts to be taken away from the castle by the Vampire.
"If only you had met Horus instead of me, heh. Oh how he does love to recruit pretty young girls into his harem of assistants. He would whisk you away from this place in the blink of an eye. Not that you would get the chance for an adventure. You would only be there to fulfil his darkest pleasures until he grew bored of you. Last I heard, he was on to his eighth assistant, should I let him know you are interested? Heh."
Azrael said with a evil grin.
"That man, making assistants but never blooding them, he can be so detestable sometimes. The title of assistant used to be somewhat honourable. I guess that is why the others started to call their chosen blooded ones Underlings instead."