"Did you know Vienna?" He whispers and my chest feels heavy at the sound of my name coming from his lips.

"I think you are drunk. I heard of the Blood Queen but it was before my time. You are making wild assumptions your highness" I say with sarcasm at the end. My eyes burned a glare back into his and He loomed over me with his dark glare.

"You can't fool me Alina. It takes years to be able to turn someone. And your little accent doesn't fool me" He says clenching his jaw as he stepped closer to me until I could see the specs of black in his burning golden eyes.

"What 300 years?" I say with a forced out laugh. "If it took you 300 years to perfect turning someone it's amazing you're the king." I say with force. He clenched his jaw even tighter and shattered the glass in his hand. I held his glare for a moment longer before putting my glass down on the counter and walking away from him.

In a second he's standing in front of me. "I'd kill you if it wouldn't ruin my brothers wedding" He snarls.

"How considerate" I mock.

"The next time I see you, I expect you to bow" he whispers into my ear sending a shiver down my spine before he disappears from the room leaving me alone.

Taking a breathe to gather myself I grab the bottle of wine and take a big sip before heading to the dining room. Only Henley, Charlie and Roman were still at the table.

"Where did everyone go?" I ask taking my seat again.

"Victoria and Dom left, Thaddeus and Theodore went to the airport to pick up their families for the wedding" Roman says and in a moment my heart is torn again.

"They both have kids?" I ask thinking of a past life where I had mine. I felt sad for missing out on their weddings and children.

"They are so sweet, I've met their children twice now. Thaddeus has a boy named Damien and Theodore has a daughter named Eliza-Jane" she says in a sing song voice while Charlie smiles down at her. The glass shattered in my hand as the name Jane falls from her lips. They named their daughter after my Jane. Everywhere I looked, every word I've heard since coming here has been nothing but pain.

"Alina are you okay?" Henley says standing up and starting to collect the pieces.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to do that" I say grabbing pieces and a maid comes in. Holding back tears I left the room saying a quick goodnight and once I was out of their sight I started to run to my room before the tears could fall. Halfway there Roman grabbed my arm and stopped me.

"Hey" he says pulling me to turn around. "Are you alright? Did my jerk of an older brother say something in the kitchen?" he says with a straight face yet with a slight smile on his lips.

"Care to keep a secret?" I ask with pain in my voice. "I had a family once. I've lost them all and although it's been years the pain is as fresh as the day they all left me." I say and Roman wipes a tears from my eye and pulls me in for a hug.

"Your secret is safe with me" He says which brings a small smile to my lips. Flashbacks of my children filled my mind.

The pain was excruciating as maids yelled and Dominic was yelling from the outside to be let in as I screamed in pain. There was too much blood and fear clouded my mind as I pushed with each contraction. I was in labor with my first child. If it's a boy his name would be Samuel, and if a girl, Jane. Whoever it is was wrecking havoc on my body. When the last push was made and the baby was out of me the room fell silent filled with nothing but my heavy, sweaty, breathes. Waiting for the sound of a cry or coo or anything I lifted my head up as far as I could in my exhausted state.

"What's wrong?" I asked filling with fear as the nurses walked around the bed.

"I'm sorry" the one who'd delivered the baby said handing me a still baby girl. The world faded into the background as I held my daughter, Jane. Her heart was silent, and no breathes left her lungs. I cried out in pain hugging her to my chest. I don't remember Dominic breaking into the room and yelling at the nurses to leave. I hardly remember the days following or the burial. I just remember the pain and the silence. It took almost a year to laugh or smile. My first child, my daughter, had died inside of me. I thought that was the worst pain I could suffer, I was wrong.

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