The Crown's Obsession (WN)

In the castle's dungeon, Calhoun leaned against the wall with his hands folded as he stared at the woman who was in the cell room staring back at him with a much intense gaze.

"What are you staring at?" asked Mary keeping a calm facade, "Thinking you have outdone yourself?"

Calhoun sighed, "I was thinking about how your family members enjoys spending time in these cell rooms. Unfortunately, your father had fallen in deep sleep before he was placed here."

Mary's eyes narrowed, "Everyone lied about my parents not visiting the castle," she spoke through gritted teeth.

"Not everyone. We just happened to show them the way to the dungeon after having some word with each other. Like you, they were too adamant on trying to get to Madeline so I killed your father and your mother turned to someone's chew toy," Calhoun ran his tongue across his upper teeth. "I am glad that Madeline has not acquired the foolishness from you or from your parents."

"It seems like I was right, after all," commented Mary, coming to stand in front of the bars, "Madeline wore the chain, didn't she?"

"She didn't."

Mary scoffed, "How did you find out then?"

Calhoun had got his servants who were humans to escort Mary to the dungeon because he didn't want any of the demons who were servants to be manipulated by this woman as he didn't know what she was capable of.

"Thanks to your parents, you turned to acquire the position of being the next suspect directly. My question is, why haven't you tried sacrificing Madeline when you have been this close to her?" he tilted his head in question. "You are done for, Mary."

"You haven't killed me because you want answers," the woman's expression changed.

"Don't get conceited because it didn't stop me from getting rid of your parents," stated Calhoun, amused.

"Then, you should. Why don't you kill me now? Come on," Mary provoked Calhoun. There was underlying evilness in her tone, inviting him and waiting to harm the vampire who stood on the other side of the cell.

Calhoun pushed himself to reach out for the lock, and he took upon the woman's offer of stepping inside the cell room. Mary who watched the King get in, she couldn't help but think how stupid men were with their pride and confidence.

With no guards around them, Mary didn't lose a second in muttering something under her breath and moved her hand which Calhoun caught sight of, but before he could stop her, he fell on his knees. Mary laughed, and said, "You are not as smart as you think you are. Did you think I invited you in here to kill me?" she raised one of her eyebrows, "My parents were a little dumb, but don't add me up with them. I might not have abilities like them, but that doesn't mean I am short of it."

Calhoun caught hold of his chest, coughing.

"To answer your question of why I didn't do anything to her yet because I doubt I alone can handle her. I have seen the body of the girl whom she killed the second time," explained Mary before muttering more spells and Calhoun spat blood on the dirty ground, "There are some others who are going to come for her. Do you know how happy I am, knowing that she's a dark angel?"

"What do you intend to do with her?" Calhoun appeared to have trouble while speaking.

Mary watched the King writhe in pain as his heart was being squeezed. How tables had turned quickly, thought the woman because it was only a few seconds ago this vampire was threatening to kill her.

"Isn't it obvious? I am going to take her heart for myself," answered Mary with a smug look on her face. She took a few steps to her right before turning around, "Do you know the amount of powers that she holds. She's the key to heaven, a way to ascend to a higher being than being a normal human."

"Seems like you aren't happy or satisfied with what you have," Calhoun's face contoured in pain, "How can you do it to your own niece?"

Mary clicked her tongue, "Does it matter who it is? You should know it the best, my King, that how enticing power is. What did you think you were planning? To kill me?" asked the woman, "You are just a mere vampire and just because you are the King doesn't mean you are a powerful person. Even if you kill me, there are others who are on their way and gathering slowly and surely to take her while sacrificing some blood. I can barely wait for it."

The woman enjoyed seeing Calhoun in pain. She saw how the King had fallen. He would die once she would explode his heart in his chest. The vampire moved towards the wall and leaned his back.

"Madeline is innocent. She doesn't deserve it," stated Calhoun looking straight into the woman's eyes, and he took in every movement of hers.

"She has killed two people already. That's no work of an innocent being," said Mary looking at Calhoun whose head had lowered with his hand placed on his chest, "She was born to die. To be the key to heaven, but before that, you will be the one to die. Is there anything you want to say? For a King, you are weak. The crown has already fallen-"

Mary's words were interrupted by Calhoun's low chuckle. For a moment, she wondered if the King had lost his mind as the sound of his chuckle turned to a laugh that echoed in the room.

"Are you losing your sanity at the fact that you are going to die by my hands?" asked Mary, her eyes narrowed as Calhoun didn't stop laughing. He brought one leg of his to fold while letting his head lean back against the wall and his laughter finally died down.

Mary felt something to be amiss, and she looked taken aback by seeing that the vampire was not hurling on the floor. She whispered spells and moved her hand, but nothing happened, "What is going on?" she asked with a deep frown on her forehead.

Calhoun gave her an oblivious look, "You mean why I am not spouting blood anymore?" The woman's eyes widened. He stuck his tongue out to show the blood before retrieving it back into his mouth, and one corner of his lips pulled up, "I must have bit my tongue."