The Blood Princess: Episode Two: The Blood Rite Saga: Season One, #2

By Dylan Keefer

Blood, Vampires, Conspiracy, Mystery, A Thrilling Story Like You've Never Read Before.

 

After the attack at the house, the Davenport house is no longer safe. Prudence and Milo flee to New York, where he can recover from his injuries, while Charlotte stays behind. Prudence starts to recover more memories, but each memory brings more questions. Who was she in her former life?

 

As she grows closer to Milo, Prudence hopes for a normal life, but with a vampire gang in town, that isn't going to happen. Prudence faces her biggest fight yet. Will she survive?

 

Sparkly "Twilight" Vampires? I don't think so; this is not a story for the squeamish or faint of heart. This is a tale of both physical and psychological horror is "The Vampire Diaries: The Originals" meets the gruesome world of "The Underworld Trilogy."

 

The Blood Rite Saga

The Blood Empire: One Episode out of Five

The Blood Princess: Five Episodes out of Five

The Blood Prince: Zero Episodes out of Five

The Blood Queen: Zero Episodes out of Five

The Blood King: Zero Episodes out of Five

• Language: English
• Publisher: Purple Press
• Release date: Apr 10, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386187400

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

Prudence could not wait to go to the hospital. She got dressed, got her handbag and flagged down a car. It was easy to figure out that the yellow car named taxi could get her to the hospital. She paid the man the money he wanted and didn’t wait for the paltry change. She bolted down the hospital hall until she found Doctor Wentworth. He was sitting in his office, the same one he saw her in when Charlotte took her here. As soon as Doctor Wentworth saw Prudence, he got up. He stopped and looked her over, then frowned. Prudence just then realized he was trying to check her injuries, but didn’t find any. She would need to explain it later.

I’ll bring you to them. Follow me. She was surprised he didn’t say anything to her.

Prudence nodded. As they walked, he kept quiet, but she could see that he was still shaken by what he saw in the house. His jaw was set, and his posture was rigid.

The room he brought her in was filled with people. Milo was lying on the bed, sleeping. Charlotte was sitting next to the bed, arm covered in white bandages and hanging from a sling around her neck. Prudence took a deep breath when she heard both of their heartbeats. Rick was standing behind Charlotte, his face showing exactly how distraught he was. John was standing on the opposite side of the room next to the door, hands in his pockets. Doctor Wentworth immediately walked over to Milo’s bed and checked the various instruments.

He was lucky. The operation went smoothly, and he is recovering well. He’ll probably be healing well. Now, he turned to Charlotte, tell me what the fuck happened.

Prudence stopped breathing. She didn’t know what Charlotte would say, and there was no way to ask. Vampires were a myth. Charlotte turned around. Prudence had never seen her look so worn down.

We got attacked at home. Someone was trying to break in. Prudence scared them off. It was so short and blunt, and truthful.

What have you gotten yourselves into? Rick rubbed his head.

We didn’t get ourselves into anything. Prudence thought and then realized she had said it out loud. When everyone looked at her, she stammered. Prue looked over to Charlotte, whose eyes were wide.

Prudence decided to follow Charlotte’s lead and tell the truth, but not mention vampires. I mean, they assumed we knew someone they were looking for, because of who we are. We didn’t know anything about it until the person showed up and started attacking us.

How did Milo get his stomach shredded? John asked.

Not sure, the attacker had something on him I didn’t quite see. Prudence stared at her hands. Tears started pooling in her eyes when she remembered the scene, Milo bleeding out on the ground. The first memory of her past flashed back in her mind for a quick second. There was a lot of blood there too. I was so scared.

It’s okay. Prudence heard Rick’s voice. When she looked up, she saw him looking at her with an expression one would use to address a small child. He didn’t even ask about the person the attacker was looking for.

Prudence mustered a smile.

Will they come back? Doctor Wentworth asked.

We don't know, Charlotte said.

Well, we’re not letting them get you either way. Everyone okay with taking shifts here? Rick scanned the room. Everyone there nodded. Both me and John are armed at all times, and during the day it’s hard to come here without us getting alerted.

I want Prudence to get Milo out of town as fast as possible. The second he can survive the car ride. Charlotte stated matter-of-factly.

What about you? Doctor Wentworth asked.

I spend most of my time in the coroner’s office, and the place is teeming with cops. No one is going to attack me there.

Then you’re staying with me over the night. Doctor Wentworth stared Charlotte down. Prudence remembered their banter when she first met Doctor Wentworth.

Philip, I don’t want to mix ya up in this. Charlotte glared at Doctor Wentworth.

You have no choice. My house’s the safest. John lives next door and dad was a hunter, so we have plenty of rifles at home. I know a person in New York that will get Prue and Milo an apartment. It won’t be a fancy one, but it will be clean. Philip put his hands on his hips.

It’s a good idea, Charlotte. John chimed in.

Charlotte turned to Prudence. Prudence nodded. She wanted Charlotte and Milo to be safe more than anything.

Fine. Charlotte coincided.

Okay, I better get back to the station, or people will have a fit. Rick stretched his neck. You’ll be okay here Doc?

For the day, yes. I’ve ordered that no one except the people in this room are allowed inside. The nurses will page security and then the cops if someone tries to force in. Philip shook Rick and John’s hands. I need to go check on my patients. Philip walked away, once more looking over Prudence. You might want to come in my office later, for a check up.

Prudence didn’t know what to say, so she just nodded. She didn’t even notice she got the gender of the attacker wrong until now. She didn’t know if it was because of the fact that the man she remembered attacking her was male or not.

When everyone was gone, Prudence immediately went over to Charlotte and hugged her. Prudence tried to not squeeze too hard, to not hurt Charlotte even further.

What was that about with Philip? Charlotte asked, gingerly hugging Prudence with one hand.

He saw me injured a few hours ago, and when I came here I was fine. He’s confused.

I’ll talk to him. Charlotte smiled, rubbing one of Prudence’s shoulders. Now, ya're going to learn everything ya need to know to take care of Milo’s wound. I know it’s not easy to ask when ya just saved our lives, but I can’t protect him here.

I don’t mind. I want you two to be safe. I don’t mind learning new things.

I’ll be fine here. I’ll keep a gun on me at all times. Knife too. Ya just make sure Milo heals okay and take care of yourself. Charlotte gestured for Prudence to sit in the chair Charlotte was sitting in before. I’ll go and see Philip now.

Prudence sat down and observed the various things hooked up to Milo. She listened to his heartbeat. It was slow but strong. It was almost scary how much she was worried about him. He’s alive, he’s fine. She didn’t even mind the hospital smell. She heard a groan coming out of the bed now. Milo was awake.

It’s too bright in here. And there’s sand and batteries in my mouth. Milo’s voice was barely audible.

Prudence sighed in relief, shooting up from the chair. She didn’t want to hug him and hurt him. So she looked around. Her eyes landed on the water pitcher on the table.

Want some water?

Yes. Milo nodded.

Prudence went to the table and filled up a glass of water and put a straw in it. She held it for Milo. He moved up a little but winced immediately.

I don't think you should move much. Prudence thought back on how her wounds closed. If they closed the same on humans, only slower, the less he moved, the better.

You’re right. But at this point, I’m just glad I’m alive. Milo drank some more water and then stared at Prudence. You have pretty eyes.

Prudence couldn’t help but laugh at the way he said it. She didn’t want to leave the room after that. She stayed there, sitting like a rock next to Milo, holding his hand as softly as she could even when Charlotte came back and told her that Philip now knew she could self-heal, but not what she was. Prudence didn’t care much, especially when Charlotte told Milo he was going to move to New York with Prudence and stay out of the way, he didn’t complain. Prudence was relieved. Not only that Milo didn’t fight the decision, but that he didn’t mind being alone with her. He even seemed to like the idea. She didn’t know how to feel about that.

Charlotte fell asleep at ten. Prudence threw a blanket over her and cracked open the notes and books Philip had brought over and read up on how to clean large wounds and how to make sure Milo healed properly. There were a lot of diagrams that made her sick. Various infections and causes of death. But this was for a friend. She was trying to stop it, and that filled her with a lot of determination. Morning came, and Prudence didn’t even feel a little bit tired. The eight cups of coffee might have helped.

John had spent the night in front of Milo’s room, staring down the darkness, hand on his pistol. Prudence could hear his breathing and heartbeat from inside. He didn’t fall asleep once. But when he came inside in the morning, it was clear that took a toll. He and Rick agreed to swap places every night. Charlotte wanted to stay up too, but Prudence convinced her that if she did, she wouldn’t be sharp enough to watch Milo during the day. Prudence didn’t feel any tiredness, and no one thought she stayed up all night, besides Charlotte.

While Philip observed Prudence a bit closer than