Tale 3, Roses are red, violets are blue, let me stay here or I’ll kill you!

The door opened to reveal a woman a little over five feet five inches, with shoulder length chestnut brown hair, and wide disbelieving eyes –good she knew what I was. It would save me the explanation.

“I am Arita ‘Ga-loreta Hun, Vapyress of The Empyre.” I said putting on my best ‘earnest’ and ‘genuine’ smile. “ Because of certain reasons that I would not like to disclose to you, I am in need of a place to stay for the time being. I ask of you shelter, food, and care, until my return to The Empyre.”

The woman opened her mouth then closed it, and proceeded to do this a number of times, as if at a loss for words. I took that as my queue to continue.

“In return for your hospitality I will release your family line from the Kahlan-tie it now shares with mine.”

The woman just stared at me as my words finally penetrated her pretty head, gasped and then collapsed against the doorframe and drew several long shuddering breaths. I wondered if see knew how much she resembled a fish out of water and was hard put to suppress a giggle. Princesses do not giggle, at least not Vampyre ones, Vampyresses also do not wait for others to catch their breath when they are standing outside in the cold. If acting nice hadn’t gotten through to this human then it was time she met Mr. bad guy.