Prisoner of the Vampire King
TRV 29TH. Siren Chanting

A cool breeze stroked the rosy mane of the beautiful girl who had hugged her own knees near the field overgrown with weeds and dry eulalia. The day has changed. The sun has stopped shining on the earth, changing to the moon which looks beautiful from below. Even though she was out in the open, the beautiful girl had nothing to fear, because the moon shone so brightly. Plus flying fireflies. Add a bright impression in the place.

However, all the beauties in that place called Land of Dawn were unable to comfort him. There are so many speculations that fill the cavity in the head, so that his feelings become erratic. Even Seelie, her new friend who was from the Fairies race could not help either. The winged creature can only reveal what it knows.

“Drink a little, you look very pale,” Seelie persuaded. A cup filled with a yellow liquid, smelling fragrant, he thrust towards Lucciane.

“I'm not thirsty. Later,” reject Lucciane smooth.

“Drink just a little. This is the sweet liquid of the flowers that grow and are cared for by the garden Fairies,”. “Drink just a little so you still have energy.”

Not wanting to make Seelie sad, Lucciane nodded and accepted the cup. Sipping the contents once to moisten the esophagus.

“How does it feel? Sweet isn't it?”

A thin smile Lucciane gave as she wiped the corners of her lips. “Iya. Sweet once.”

Maybe if in his place of residence, the sweet liquid that Seelie gives is called nectar. It tastes sweet and legit like honey, and has a very fragrant aroma. It is quite suitable to be enjoyed at a time like this.

“Good if you like.” Seelie smiled broadly as she ruffled her waist. “Vampire king can be angry if his property is not well guarded.”

“Don't talk like that,” said Lucciane with a face that instantly became grim. “I belong to no one.”

“But, the ownership sign ..”

“This is just a sign left behind due to a too strong suction,” the pretext of Lucciane. One of his hands moved to touch the reddish mark that should have disappeared.

“That mark must indeed be made from suction. If through a bite, it is certain that ordinary humans will turn into vampires.”

Lucciane was stunned to hear that. It is also true of the word of Seelie. If Luccane used his fangs to bite Lucciane's neck, would Lucciana have turned into a vampire?

“Originally you know, the abandoned ownership sign is different. Depends on how it is made.”

“Once?” Lucciane responds with innocent face. From what he watched on television as a child, as well as reading from classic fairy tales, vampires would bite humans to suck their blood. After that the victim will turn into a vampire and hunt other humans. However, there is a different version of the real.

“Usually the ownership sign is left to mark the possession. The term also applies to the werewolf race. In the warm-blooded race, there is a leader called the Alpha. The Alpha pair is usually called Luna.” Seelie moved, taking a few daisy petals to decorate Lucciane's red hair that seemed to shine under the moonlight. “Luna of an Alpha is usually marked. The mark was made by a bite. Well, the vampire race is the same. The difference, there are several types of marks that can be left.”

“What are you?”

Seelie appeared to play her wings before taking a position near Lucciane. That one mystical creature seemed to be unable to remain silent. “Tags of ownership of the leader over his followers. A mark of individual ownership of his property. And lastly, an individual ownership sign against his true partner.”

“What's the difference between points two and three?” ask Lucciane. If the first point he can immediately understand without having to explain. But the second and third sounds the same.

“I explain one by one,” said Seelie, understanding. “The first sign is usually given without a bite. A leader will mark his followers, just as predators in the wild mark his territory. Usually if followers are marked, the goal is to distinguish from the followers of other groups. Another purpose is as a sign of loyalty.”

“The second sign is usually given to a vampire in a smaller scope. Suppose a small solitary—group, or a head of the family in people who are in his protection. The last sign, the sign of ownership given to the couple. This sign is usually a symbol if the human who has been marked, fully belongs to the signer. This sign will also protect the human from other vampires.”

“Typically this mark is left behind through the bite of two fangs that will leave a special trace. Signs left can be seen in the eyes or not, depending on the wishes of the sign maker.”

Seelie looked at Lucciane. He also had time to steal a glance towards the sign left by Luccane. In his eyes, the mark was very clear. The sign that forms the symbol of Luccane The Khayat.

“Usually if that mark when made, there will be a blood exchange process as well. It was a sacred process that would certify them as soulmates. Couples who will not be separated, except by death. But ...”

“... normally,” Ogre Seelie. “If an ordinary human has been willing to become a soulmate, it means he is ready and willing to be part of the vampire race. Leaving a normal life as a human.”

Lucciane was stunned to hear it. For the third point it turns out quite a lot of things that must be considered. Silence then returned to mediation. Lucciane did not give any more response, to the point that Seelie herself was confused.

In the middle of the silence, suddenly a beautiful voice sounded so beautiful. Doodling, washing away anyone who listens to it carefully.

“Where did this sound come from?”

“From a lake directly connected to the ocean,” replied Seelie. “You want to see it closer? Seeie can show you the way.”

Lucciane nodded small. He was suddenly curious about the beautiful voice that flowed between the silence. The verse sung was very beautiful, attracting anyone who heard it to come closer immediately.

“Stay focused, do not let because this song you mired into the world of illusion,” said Seelie, commemorating.

“Beautiful sound from where is this?” Lucciane asked when she could not find the source of the beautiful song. They had already arrived at the lake, but there was nothing.

“From in water.”

“What?” surprised Lucciane. “How can I ... hear it?”

“Because you are special,” replied Seelie. “This sweeping poem or song is called kidung siren.”

“Siren canticles?”

Seelie nodded. “Singing siren. One of their ways to communicate, ensnare humans, to convey their likes when meeting their partners.” He then pointed to the rocks that appeared in the middle of the lake. “Below there, siren can often be heard. That's a sign if the male siren has started to find his partner.”

“So, yes?” lucciane. “I guess .. I've heard the same song as the song just now.”

“Ohoo~” Seelie lets out her signature sound. “Where did you hear siren singing?”

“Di Luccane The Palace,” replied Lucciane plainly. “When I was sick, I thought I was hallucinating because I heard such a sweet song. When I wake up in the morning, I don't remember much either. But, when I just heard the siren singing, I .. felt very sure.”

Seelie smiled faintly as she gently touched Lucciane's shoulder. “That might happen if the vampire King did it. Considering the King of vampires has a pearl siren that can pull out siren chants.”

“…”

“That thing may have no effect at all on the vampire race. However, in the human race like you, that thing can be very influential.”

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