She's a killer [QUEEN] (thematriarch) wrote in dp_past, @ 2009-02-07 22:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | ☥ drake coven, ♀ nicolette drake |
The Death of the Drakes.
Who: Nicolette & Claude Drake
NPCs Nicolette's Elder Brother; A Gunslinger who brings the news.
When: 200 years ago; Right after the death of her parents.
Where: Silver City: The Palace.
What: Not fifty years after the death of Christyna, Adrianna and Johannes are murdered on their way back to the palace from Sanguis. Nicolette is brought the news.
Rating & Warnings: Pg-13?
It was raining the day she heard the news, pouring down as if even the angels were shedding tears. No one could say for sure exactly what had happened or who had done such a thing, but all they knew for sure was that both the Queen and her husband were dead. They had been ripped to pieces and not even their combined power could stop whoever or whatever had been able to get so close. The guards had all been taken down so quickly that there had been no time to react to the threat, their bodies burned and torn apart just like everyone else. Even Claude's own father had not been spared the horrible death that had been doled out to them all. For all this, Nicolette wept openly. She flung herself at the Gunslinger who had brought her the information. Only one had survived and he had done so by crawling on his broken hands and knees until he reached one of the villages that lined the long roadway between Sanguis and Silver City. He had died there, but not before word had been sent through the Order that the royal family was dead. The woman beat her fists against the man and screamed, "You lie!" The Gunslinger looked stunned that Princess Nicolette would attack him in such a way. He did not resist and did not fight her. Instead, he looked to her companions for help. Eventually, someone did pull her away from the man in order to save him from Nicolette's fury. Her brother held her as she shook and cried. He had decided, on a whim, not to go on the trip to Sanguis because of some things that needed attending to in Silver City. Part of him was entirely thankful that his own needs had outweighed whatever it was that the Queen and her husband had thought were necessary to attend to in their home city. There was also a part of him that wished he could have helped his family in their time of need. He wished he could have been there in order to help his father fight them off, but that was a very bad wish. Had he been there, he would have also fallen prey to their murderer. "Are you sure..? That it was their caravan, I mean?" It was very bad question. Of course they would be sure. Gunslingers were always sure when it came to matters of royalty. The man nodded and Nicolette, who had looked up at the question screamed. The scream was loud enough to make ears ring and to call out those who were not already there. She fought against her brother and tried, again, to lash out at the man who had come in bringing such blasphemy. "YOU LIE!" She began to wrap him up in illusion, wishing him to die in some horrible way, but she was snatched back and shook. "Nicolette!" Her brother was shaking her, trying to bring sense into a senseless mind. "You stop this, Nicolette!" If she was to be the new Matriarch of the Drake Coven then she needed to get a hold of herself. The Gunslinger watched in bewilderment as the new Matriarch was handled like some small child. His eyes settled upon the man who was watching the scene unfold, "You are dismissed, Gunslinger!" They should not be watched at a time like this. She was shaken once more for good measure and the young vampiress watched her last remaining sibling with doe eyes. She did not want to admit that her beloved mother and father were now dead. She did not want to hear these things, even if it did mean that she was now in power. No one would bend to a Matriarch who was so young. No one would listen to her commands and do as they were told. "Brother..?" The elder vampire, now technically the eldest of his own bloodline, just released his hold upon his sister as he took a deep breath, "Find your husband. He should be with you now, not I." Nicolette's hands had been resting against her brother's chest and she had just now realized that he had removed his hands from her arms. She took a step backward, her fingers the last thing to leave his touch, and turned to head back inside the palace. She needed to find her beloved and her child. They needed to hear the news that they would soon be leaving the palace. |