Be Careful When You Bite Me

Chapter 4

Inside was a large room that was about the size of a church. Much like the rest of the place, this room

was decorated with crimson walls and gold curtains that hung like chandeliers from the ceiling. There

was a long corridor that went on for about fifteen feet before stopping at a pair of huge golden chairs

where a man and a woman sat.

Guards' dressed in traditional metal attire stood at either side of the room.

"Damon." barked a voice. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I slightly jumped up, startled. My eyes traveled to the end of the carpet where an older couple were

seated on the thrones,

The King, dressed in typical king attire, was wearing a velvet-colored robe and a crown, similar to the

Queen. As we walked closer, I could see that the King looked like a much older Damon and the queen

resembled Seth more. She had long golden hair with thick curls and her eyes pierced mines from

meters away.

"Father, mother." greeted Damon bowing his head slightly.

"I have been told you have an injured human, one that isn't a villager, and brought her here without my

permission," he snapped.

"You are told correct father," he admitted.

I glanced at Damon. It was almost strange to see him so distressed.

"Who hurt her?" asked the king.

"I did."

That wasn't true. Seth was the one who injured me and Seth was the one who insisted they bring me

back. Damon would never have agreed to sneak me in if Seth hadn't bugged him so much.

So why was Damon taking the blame?

The King sigh," Damon, why do you continue to disobey me?"

"My apologies father, but I had injured the girl very harshly, I was afraid if I had left her there she would

be trouble," he spoke nervously.

"I see you have taken care of her," said the King," but she now knows."

Panic began to rise within me again,"I-I promise not to tell a soul!" I yelled, suddenly.

Damon's head snapped sharply towards me and I quickly shut my mouth.

The King glanced at me, almost sadly"Of course you wouldn't dear, but we cannot let you leave, it is

against our law," he said.

"What law?" I snapped despite Damon's glare.

"He's speaking of the Cold One's law," spoke the Queen.

"The Cold Ones?" I asked.

"Yes, our people here are the Cold Ones."

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked," you can't keep me here forever."

"No," said the King," we will arrange it so that you have no memory of this."

"What, how," I asked, not sure that I even wanted to know.

"We can try to have it done by a Cold Ones here at the castle," spoke the Queen's smooth voice," But it

is not always successful as it is not what we are best at."

"And if it doesn't work,I-if I still remember?"

"Then I'm afraid dear, you will be stuck here until we find a witch that can," she said.

"How long does that take," my hopeless gaze turned towards Damon," I can't just stay here, I have a

life!"

"It will take as much time as it needs," replied the King.

It took a while for me to correctly register everything they had so easily said into my brain.

My eyes widened and I snapped," That's only if you fail to erase my memory?"

"Yes," the Queen responded," but if it fails, we have to go with the other option."

"Well, when can you try?" I asked.

"Tomorrow night, the full moon will be out, then we will have our maximum strength."

I thought the full moon crap was for werewolves.

"I can't stay until tomorrow!" I snapped," my family, they don't know that I'm okay-."

"I'm afraid you have no other choice," said the Queen.

"But what about my parents!" I asked.

"We will arrange for someone to get you a phone call," she said," but as for now, Damon will escort you

to your room, we ask that you remain inside, the castle is no place for a human."

Damon began to drag me away again when the King's stern voice froze us both," Damon, have you

forgotten something?"

"Please inform me father," said Damon.

"Your punishment," said the king.

"My apologies father, it slipped my mind," Damon said.

"You will keep watch of the dungeon for a week."

I opened my mouth as if to protest on Damon's behalf, it was Seth, therefore he should take the

punishment, but I saw Damon's eyes widen in happiness for a slight second, before nodding," Yes

father."

Had I imagined the glint in his eyes? I must have had. Why would a prince possibly be happy about

becoming Dungeon Keeper for the week?

I let my head hang as if it was getting heavy with my thoughts and let him drag me to my room. We

must have been walking for over ten minutes, passing hallways with entrances that led to even more

hallways, statues, and sculptures that seemed priceless when finally we slowed down at yet another

corridor.

"Here it is," said Damon, stopping in front of two brown wooden doors.

"Here's what," I asked, caught up in my thoughts.

"I had thought trouble was the only thing you can produce but now I know it's making my life difficult as

well," he sighed and opened the doors," This is your room."

He pushed past me and went to close the windows. The room was similar to the one I was in before,

with black curtains and matching plush carpets covering the ground. In the middle was a grey king-size

bed stationed between two cedar wooden dressers.

"Never leave the windows open," he said," Never."

I nodded with no urge to find out why.

I sat on the bed," I-I don't have clothes."

"In the closet there you should find something suitable," his eyes turned a dark, angry shade, and he

spat out, " you have caused me more trouble than you are worth so tomorrow when we erase your

memory, you will participate like a good little human with no more backtalk."

I crossed my arms to hide the shivers and tried to swallow back my fear," There's a chance it won't

work."

"It will," he sounded as if he was convincing himself as opposed to me, "Otherwise there will be one

less human to worry about wherever you came fro-"

"Holly."

I could tell he was getting angrier when he said," What?"

I knew it was my cue to stop but I couldn't. I was frustrated and confused and angry and hungry but I

couldn't help it.I wanted to talk to him. Even if we are fighting, I didn't wanna be alone in this strange

place far away from home, and to my knowledge, he is the only one here that wouldn't kill me.

"My name," I replied," It's Holly."

I saw what looked like confusion cross his face and wondered if he didn't think we had names in the

human world.

"I don't like being called human, just call me by my name," I continued.

"I'll call you what I please," Damon's eyes darkened in rage and he took a step closer to me. I tried not

to shift my nervous gaze away from his.

Don't be scared, my mother had once told me, predators can smell fear.

Suddenly, Seth came barging in. His smirk was wiped off his face when he saw Damon's.

He pushed past Seth and exited the room, huffing angrily.

Seth turned towards me," Don't make him angry human, he might just kill you next time, I probably

won't be around," with that, he turned around and exited the room.

I sighed out loud.

It's not human, it's Holly.

To expect sleep that night was simply absurd. With about a thousand thoughts racing through my head,

rest was the last thing that I was thinking about. My brain was overwhelmed with questions.

Number one being what the hell is going on. Just a few hours ago, the world was normal. There was no

such thing as vampires and witches and I was just a girl with a regular life and parents and friends who

have no idea where I am now. I wondered when I would be allowed to call them or if they even had cell

phones in this modern-day dungeon. I wondered about Damon and why he was so angry and hateful

all the time and then wondered if it was only with me. I remembered the way he looked at the picture of

Isabelle and wondered what had happened between them. I worried about tomorrow and what would

happen if they couldn't erase my memory and wondered if it does work, how much of my memory

would be gone. I thought about school and my friends. This year was my last and I will be graduating in

just a few months. Maybe if I explained that to the King and Queen they would understand.

What about if they cannot erase my memory, and are unable to find a witch to do so, what then!

I certainly did NOT want to be stuck in this castle, not even for another minute.