Chapter 154: The Tale Of The First Magical Vampire {2}
"A young Vampire who strives for a home" Clelia mused, it was an interesting theory for the vampire and strike her as odd that he thought differently like this, she had always seen Vampire’s as simple minded as she thought them to be, it was odd to see a different case and a unique blood at this.
Her crystal blue eyes could see it, this one was oddly special, she couldn’t see his looks completely for the hood he covered with covered most of his features and his eyes were a green color and just by the look of it they held unseen power she couldn’t quiet unravel
"Is that how you would describe me?" he asked, curious of the opinion she had on him. He was sure everyone had a particular opinion about Vampires, because of how self keeping they were, and how superior they kept themselves to be. The goddesses were also considered superior too, Vampires, god, goddess.
"Well, Young one, how else would I? You said living in a world that does not belong to you doesn’t fit you", it was an interesting thought.
"If we can’t leave amongst the Mortals then it’s not our place" Nicklaus said with stern looks. Remembering the lessons the elders gave them, about how Mortals were beneath them and not meant to be associated with, how high they should carry themselves and the distance they should give.
Clelia smirk broadened. "A strange Vampire you are... others of your kind would accept this style without a second question, Vampire always thought themselves to be superior beings, I guess leaving amongst the Mortal will never be, your elders are quite strict", ticking her tongue. Vampires how high they carry themselves and view others inferior.
Nicklaus made a hmm sound, there was no doubt about that, the elders as their name implied were very ancient, they strive to protect their legacy no matter what... THEY were their legacy, they were like an egg to the society not to be touched, the whole vampires will surely throw a fit when they find out he was missing, but it would be worth it. He turned to Clelia... this sprite had something interesting, she claims that she can read his fate and he was eager to know what it was... although he won’t show it, he was itching with anticipation of what she will find.
Clelia came to a halt at a fountain.
"Why are we here?" he asked, his eyes on the fountain and, the cool water spilling, they were a bit further away from the loud crowd and their cheering.