Royal Blood {Edited}

I just changed the part about the royals only slightly. I didn't want to take that part out completey. I changed it so that it's a little different from the Underworld thing. I hope this change was good enough.

Xavier downed a fourth glass of champagne at as he simultaneously grabbed a fifth. It wasn’t that he was afraid of the vampires, they just made him uneasy. They way the seemed to glide more than walk, their pupil-less eyes, and white skin just freaked him out. It also freaked him out how others could just mingle with the vampires as if they were natural. If it was his choice he wouldn’t even be at this “Awakening Ball”. His sipped his fifth glass slowly and leaned his back against the wall. He had finally begun to feel a buzz that eased his nerves. He scanned the room putting much effort into keeping himself from grimacing. The pale undead creatures sauntered around the ballroom with unnatural grace and a haughty air. It was another reason why he didn’t like the vampires. They thought themselves so much better than the humans. In their own opinion they were gods. In his opinion they were nothing but tolerated monsters. The humans laughed at what the vamps were saying, fawning over them like the deserved some sort of praise. Xavier rolled his eyes before glancing at his watch. 11:57pm. All he had to do was meet the new “royal” vampire and then he could make an exit without his father giving him shit later.

The Awakening Ball happened only once every century. It was held to celebrate a royal vampire rejoining the world of the living. It was an event more for the vampire community but a few selected humans were invited. Royal vampires were different from regular vampires. They had extra abilities like telepathy, reproduction, they feel the intangible like emotions, fear, and danger, and possessed a supernatural persuasion. Regular vampires were just stronger, faster, with supernatural senses. The regular vampires looked to the royal vampires as a human would their president. In the past all royal vampires were Awake at the same time. They ruled all at once but that caused problems. Too many authority figures warring between the royals ensued. After the murder of one of the Kings they decided something had to be done to restore the peace. A system was put into place. There were four pairs of mated royals all together. They slept until it was their turn to rule again. This rotation was a big to-do for the vampires but to Xavier it was just a waste of time. He could think of a million things he’d rather be doing, than waiting for some monster to wake up after 400 years.

When midnight finally arrived, trumpets sounded and the whole room fell silent and turned toward the staircase the vampire queen would make her grand entrance. Xavier sighed and followed suit. “Presenting Your Majesty Queen Celeste de Silva!” an announcer bellowed. Xavier rolled his eyes yet again. Did the vampires have to so over the top? She wasn’t really royalty. When the “queen” vampire stepped onto the landing at the top of the stairs the room lowered down to kneel. Xavier was a second late. Everyone else had their heads bowed but he didn’t dare take his eyes off her. She was the single most enticing thing he’d seen or could ever imagine. Her skin was standard vampire pale white but that inhuman color didn’t look freakish on her. It looked creamy and smooth like silk. Her movements as she descended the stairs were graceful but also effortlessly seductive. Her body was the most feminine body in the world. She was lean but the curve of her breast and hips inspired a sensation in Xavier’s nether region. She had full lips and high sharp cheek bones. Words like beautiful and gorgeous didn’t cover it. She was something more.

Her eyes held no pupil which was also standard vampire. They were a pale grey almost silver in color. They glinted in the light and they seemed to be fixed in a permanent glare. Her full lips were set and her chin was held up high. Her arrogant air superseded any other vampire he had ever come across. She had jet black hair that was gathered atop her head in an elegant bun behind her bejeweled crown. She was in a black lace strapless dress. The back dipped dangerously low in the back. The darkness of her and dress made her pale skin even more pronounced. She was average for a woman she seemed so much taller. Larger than life in a way. She reached the middle of the staircase, nodded her head ever so slightly, and the room stood again She descended the rest of the steps and Xavier’s father, Phillip, was the first to step up and greet her. He was the president and they would be working very closely with one another. Phillip wanted to make a good impression on her. He swept her a grand bow and kissed the ruby ring on her finger. If Xavier hadn’t been so transfixed at the sight of her, he would have scoffed. His father spoke to the queen and then gestured to Xavier before they both started making their way toward him.

Xavier shook his head closed his mouth that had been hanging agape. He downed the last of his champagne and cleared his throat. His heart was pounding and he struggled to control his breath. He watched as his father and the queen made their way toward him. The sight was unsettling. His father was clearly moving at regular pace but something about the way she moved made it look as if she was moving in slow motion. Her steps were sure and made her hips sway sinuously. They reached him and his father turned toward him with a huge smile. “Xavier this is Queen Celeste de Silva. Your Majesty this is my son Xavier Donahue,” Phillip introduced. The queen arched an eyebrow and a smirk played upon her lips. She gracefully raised her hand and Xavier automatically bowed her and kissed her ring. “It is a pleasure to meet you,” she said. Her voice. It was layered, like two people were speaking at once. It made the hair stand up on the back of his neck. It was also beautiful. It was deeper than most girl’s voices but still undeniably feminine. It was alluring and melodic. “The pleasure is mine Your Majesty,” he replied. Amusement flashed in her eyes. “I can tell.”

This is the beginning of a story I wrote. Looking forward to any and all feedback!