Rosangela: The Half-Blood Princess

My Grandfather and I went to the dining room with the guards in tow. After we reached there, King Bellamy sat at the head of the table. Meanwhile, I sat down at the right side of my grandfather.

On the table were set various types of food and drink. There was also a glass of blood especially for the vampire king. When my eyes landed on a plate of omellete, I suddenly remember Adolph’s words:

'Imagine this egg is you, Rosanne! The egg white is your human side and the yolk is your vampire side. If there is only your human side, can it be called as you? No, it isn’t you, right? Because the real you also have vampire side. Conversely, if there’s only your vampire side, it can’t be called as you too because you still have your human side. But if those two sides are united, it will form you, the real of you: a half-vampire and half-human.'

'I think it’s the right time to ask my grandfather about the transformation Adolph told me. I have to find out who is the liar here,' I thought.

I cleared my throat. “Grandpa?”

“Yes, Mirabelle?” King Bellamy asked me.

“Can I ask you something?” I inquired.

“Sure, you can,” he responded.

“Hmm… about my wedding…” I trailed off.

“What’s wrong, Dear?” he asked.

“Can we put it off for a few months?” I requested.

His jaw dropped. “What?!”

“I think it’s too hurry,” I said, “You know, I am still too young—”

“You’re going to be seventeen. You’re not too young for this,” King Bellamy interjected me.

“But in my world, seventeen-years-old is—”

“It’s not your world; it’s mine,” he interrupted again, “I am the one who makes the rules. And no one will object my decisions.”

“I understand, Grandpa. But I think I am not ready for it yet.”

“Mirabelle, your wedding has been arranged perfectly. And we can’t cancel it.”

“I don’t ask you to cancel it; I just want you to postpone it for a few months. Please!”

“Mirabelle, I am not on the mood to argue with you about it. I’ve decided your wedding with Prince Maximilian will be held on your seventeen birthday which is in two weeks. And no one can change my mind. Do you understand?”

I heaved a long sigh. “Yes, Grandpa. I understand. But…”

“What else?” he snapped at me.

“To be honest, I don’t mind about the wedding time. But I am actually worried about something else,” I told him.

“What is it?” he inquired.

“I heard that you’re going to transform me into vampire after I and Maximilian get married. I mean, you’ll turn me into full vampire because I’m already a half-blood vampire now. Is that true, Grandpa?” I wanted to confirm it.

“Where in the world did you hear that?” he asked, annoyed.

“Um, someone told me about it,” I replied hesitantly.

“Who was it?” he queried.

“Never you mind from whom I heard about it. I just want to know, is that true that you want to transform me into a full vampire after Maximilian and I get married?” I demanded.

“You’re right. After you and Prince Maximilian get married, I have to turn you into a full vampire in order that all the vampires can accept you as their future queen,” the vampire king admitted.

I gasped. 'So Adolph Wolfgang didn’t lie when he said they’re going to transform me into full vampire? Does it mean he also tell me the truth about the impossibility of turning a half-vampire into a full-vampire?'

'I have to ask King Bellamy myself,' I said to myself.

“But Grandpa, since I’m already a half-blood vampire, is it possible to turn me into a full-vampire?” I questioned.

“Of course, it’s possible. I wouldn’t have planned it, if I knew it’s impossible,” he answered.

“But the person who told me about the transformation said that it’s impossible to transform a half-vampire like me into a full-vampire. Because I was born with two different genes: human genes and vampire genes, so I can’t get rid one of the genes. He also told me that if you still wanted to do it, I could be dead in the process.”

“Where did you pick up that idea, Mirabelle? I’m your grandfather; I will never wish you any harm. I wouldn’t want to do it, if I knew it would endanger you.”

“Okay, maybe you’re right about that. But Grandpa, I just don’t want to be changed into someone I am not. I am happy with who I am now. I am proud to be a human, or at least half of them. So, if it is possible to change me into a full vampire, it means it’s possible to change me into a full human too, right? Then, instead of transforming me into a full vampire, why don’t you transform me into a full human?”

“What are you talking about, Mirabelle? You know, it’s impossible to turn you into a full human.”

“But you said that you could transform me into a full vampire. If you could do it, surely you can also turn me into a full human, right?”

“It’s another story, Mirabelle. You can turn someone into a full vampire, but you can never turn them back into a human.”

“But it doesn’t make sense, Grandpa. If you—”

“Enough, Mirabelle!” King Bellamy banged the table furiously, interrupting me, “We’re done speaking. Go back to your room now!”

I tried to protested, “But Grandpa, I’m—”

“Do I need to ask Sigmund to drag you to your room?” he threatened.

I stood up, and talked to my grandfather angrily, “Fine. I am leaving now. But before I go, I want to say something to you. If you do really love me as your granddaughter like what you always tell me, you should have accepted me as I am. You know, Grandpa. I never ask to be born this way. But I have been destined to be born as a half-human and a half-vampire. And as my granddad you should accept me the way I am, right?”

King Bellamy didn’t respond.

“Good night,” I mumbled and finally I stomped out of the dining room.