Playing with the Omega

Through our blood, sweat, and tears... "I cheated on you... You have been deceived by me!" His fingers went down towards the corner of her lips and gently caressed the soft, delicate skin of her cheeks.

Her whole being crumbled to bits, even her heart. "T-That's not true... You are lying to me! Stop making me suffer..." She denied and pleaded a hushed syllable with her last breath. He gazed intently into her eyes for a moment. The pain of the unresolved uncertainty was written across her face and the desperate soul carved in her eyes was looking at his nonchalant.

And the last thing he witnessed, her heart wasn't breathing.

He locked his gaze into her body as it dropped to the ground in front of him. He spread his arms up high and let out a wicked scream of triumph-his shoulders raising up and down, kissing the bottom of his ears. Her hair covered her pale face. When the wind's tension removed the strand of her hair from covering her face, he was stunned. He began to question which of his own inner voices he ought to be listening to as a twinge of guilt began to creep into his senses.

It was thousands of years ago that a queen by the name of Tayla reigned over the society of vampires that existed ever since the world came into being. She is the mother of the whole existence of all creatures, and her austere, overprotective temperament causes her to bring prosperity and order everywhere she goes. She is devoted to her country and does all in her power to safeguard the lives of the people she serves. During that era, every single citizen looked up to her as an example of a lady who carried herself with honor, pride, and dedication.

In her time, there were fewer crimes, and those who broke the law were not inevitably subject to the death penalty or to being locked up in a dungeon jail. This allowed for a lower overall crime rate. But because of her benevolence and the excellent method in which she influenced the community to follow her, she really became an inspiration, particularly to the young women who aspired to follow in her footsteps sometime in the future.

Tayla is such a kind and generous queen of the vampires that even her beauty stands head and shoulders above all the other attractive women in the whole planet. She is every man's fantasy, yet she is not someone who can be easily swayed by words said by others. Despite this, there is only one man who has ended up winning her affection.

"And who is that grandma?" During the midst of my narrative, my granddaughter, Midura, but most of the time we are calling her Middy, interrupted me with a question about a fantasy story I am telling her about a vampire queen. Even though she is almost seventeen years old, she continues to enjoy child tales and asks me to read them to her just before she goes to sleep.

I dropped down the book slightly below my chest and glanced at her with a tiny smile. "Aha, you are intrigued about the story, don't you?" I teased her. Middy yawned and then shifted her position so that she could face me while simultaneously adjusting the cushion that was wedged in between her legs. It seemed as if she was trying to coerce me into giving her an answer as she blinked her eyes numerous times while staring at me.

"Hm, the story of the vampire queen and how you describe her feels familiar to me, grandmother. I don't know where I heard it before." She revealed her thoughts while showing a little tightening of her brows and assumed, "I think somewhere within the class before..." Even though she had pillows below her forehead, she utilized her hands as her pillows instead. We were using the blankets to cover ourselves from our toes to our waists as we lay on the surface of the bed with me seated next to her.

I tried to coax a chuckle out of her by massaging the back of her head. "Well, I am not done telling you the story, so you might as well listen to what I have to say first, all right?" She then stretched her arms and moistened her lips before turning her attention back to me. After that, as soon as she was ready to listen once again, I carried on with the narration.

I cleared my throat first before turning the next page of the book.

The man who captured the heart of the queen was later on being held as the king of the vampires and his name is King Siran. At first, there were raised doubts about the existence of the king given that he is a werewolf. News had been arising of possible torment and fall of the kingdom because of their marriage. Because of the subtlety with which he had delivered his remarks and the assistance he had provided, the populace had come to see him as more approachable and kind than Queen Tayla herself. He became known as the father of the country and made significant contributions to the advancement of agriculture, economic prosperity, the wellbeing of citizens, and human rights.

Because King Siran was such a kind and caring husband, even when the queen was away on diplomatic business in other places, where he was unable to accompany her for a variety of reasons related to both his personal life and the duties he was expected to fulfill for their nation, he never stopped thinking about and looking for her. If the Queen is considered by all men to be the perfect example of a woman, then the King was considered by all women of that time period to be the greatest example of a man. They were the epitome of what it means to be in love and went on to serve as an inspiration to other couples.

"I miss Tayla," the king muttered while he was with the other officials, and he was unknowingly aware that he had been in the presence of the throng such as the residents gathered to see and hear his plans. "I hope she will be here soon," he continued as he gazed up to the sky in the direction that the queen had gone when she went to pay a visit. After that, he secretly called his closest buddy Nick and asked him to instruct their employees to bring meals to the queen. It didn't take long for Nick to give his assent, and then he was gone in the blink of an eye to carry out the king's command. And a large number of people had seen this unfold before their own eyes.

People who had previously listened to him had murmured, "Aw, what an affectionate spouse. I have faith that there is someone out there that is just as considerate as he is." It was rather evident that the majority of them were from females.

A few years later, after they had been married for a while, the vampire queen was suspected of cheating on the king through his best friend, Nick. When King Siran made the announcement to everyone that the queen had fondness for his closest friend, he did it with sneaky eyes and a sorrowful grin on his face. This caused everyone to feel sorry for the king and not listen to the queen's side of the story. Because of their animosity against him, they demanded to see his closest confidant, and the king responded by claiming that his queen had him murdered to prevent him from disclosing the reality of their affair. After hearing these, everyone's heart was shattered into pieces, and their expectations for the queen were dashed. They were completely taken aback when the queen did something intensely cruel to her loving husband. She did more than only cheat on him; she really took the life of her husband's closest companion just to cover up her infidelity!

"The queen ought to be put to death! She is not just a cheater but also a killer!" The audience immediately began chanting and demanding that the kingdom punish the queen by stripping her of her title and power.

The queen isolated herself in her chambers and sobbed often during the ordeal. She was so terrified of going out into the world and being judged by other people that no one bothered to listen to her or attempt to understand her perspective. She had dark bags under her eyes, and her hair was unkempt, with strands of it falling to the carpet in her room. She seemed to be exhausted. All she wanted was for at least one of these people to listen to her, but none of them did because of what his lying spouse had said to them.

"What exactly took place with my people?" She questioned herself while continuing to weep. "They have lost sight of me!" She bawled her eyes out while concealing her face with her arms. The moment her husband entered her room, he punched her in the stomach before pointing a finger at her and threatening to hit her again.

The gasp, the anguish dominated her body for a few seconds, but the pain of being deceived triumphed in her awareness to such a degree that she entirely forgot that she was the queen of the vampires! "Don't you ever dare speak my name in favor of you, or I will send you to the desert and let the sun chop off your head!" He made a threat to her ability to speak her mind and tell the truth. Because of this, the unfortunate queen had no choice but to allow herself to be overcome by her feelings and the circumstances around her.

"You are a monster! You are a traitor to me! They were lied to by you! I didn't have an affair with your best friend! I regret offering myself to you!" The queen yelled at him to be quiet. She stood up and was about to slap his face so that she can have access to his neck so that she can end his life by sipping his blood, but King Siran quickly slapped her in the face with his werewolf claws, causing her to drop her body on the ground and feel more vulnerable.

The king approached the queen cautiously, his footsteps carrying a sense of superiority as he did so. He propped his leg on the ground and reached behind her to grasp her hair, inadvertently lifting the queen's head off the ground. Because he was trying so hard not to laugh, his shoulders were practically touching the bottom of his ears. "Take a look at them; your most trusted and devoted followers despise you right now. They decided not to hear what you had to say any longer. They even desired for you to be put to death. Does that suggest that they are more loyal to me than they are to you?" He questioned in a mocking tone, smirking as if he didn't know the answers to his questions or the reasons for what was taking place, and he used a caustic tone in his voice.

The several visits that the queen took to other countries resulted in her being physically isolated from her people. As a result of the king's command to have meals sent to the queen with the assistance of the king's closest friend, Queen Tayla and Nick's relationship began to blossom. From then on, many started speculating even before the monarch made the formal announcement that the queen had betrayed him.

However, what nobody knows is that King Siran had already planned everything out before anything else happened. He made the deliberate decision to stay in the country of Tayla so that he could work alone and run the nation by himself. Additionally, he did this so that the connection he had with the people of the nation could grow as he purposely made them forget about the queen. He had also decided to destroy his friendship with Nick by coercing him into accompanying the queen on some of their excursions in the role of his embodiment.

After the queen discovered that her husband had wicked plans for her, she made the decision to assassinate the king while he was sleeping in order to protect herself. But as things turned out, Nick was the one who stood in her way before she could severe the king's head, which is what ultimately led to her murdering Nick rather than the king. The king had by then awoken and seen the whole incident, which compelled the queen to face the king with all she knew about the situation.

After all that had happened, the queen eventually made the decision to end her life by severing her head. And the Kingdom of Tayla was changed into Yavola, which was a tribute to the king's full name, Siran Yavola.

After I had finished telling her the narrative, I concluded by saying, "And that is the end of the Aphonic Vampire Queen story." Middy sat up from where she had been lying down and turned her perplexed gaze toward me.

"In all honesty, I was told this tale from our history teacher before, and now I can see the parallels between it and Queen Tayla's story!" Middy exclaimed. I slipped my spectacles off of my face and wiped it with my bare shirt. I then set the storybook down on the nightstand that was next to the bed.

"The only thing that's different, except the fact that those characters have different names, is that the king lies to his people..." Middy had, at a later time, emphasized and pointed out, "In our textbook, the king did not lie, and the queen actually cheated." She lifted up her gaze above the ceiling, probably pondering about her thoughts.

I heaved a sigh and didn't think much about what she had been saying. At the same moment, my other granddaughter, Chandra, arrived from feeding her pet sheep. She was also bringing a basket of strawberries with her. When she came in front of us, her brow was creased and her respiration seemed to catch up with itself.

"What happened?" I asked, becoming alarmed.