Hunter or Hunted? (Vampire/Medieval Roleplay)-Accepting!

[herondale.]

(Whats happened?? )

[Crabbiey]

(Siona tried to drink the Queen dry, but Zero's interfering. He seems to enjoy getting beaten by her, he does like her afterall! At the moment Siona is kinda beating up Zero for 'helping' her.)

[herondale.]

(Ooh, they in the castle?)

[Garucca]

((Cant post 2night..))

[Crabbiey]

(No near the cliffs. I'm going to have the Queen try and escape, Alex'd better read that diary quick, before the Queen finds him!)

The Queen staggared back, unable to believe this. Seeing as Siona was distracted she started to fly away quickly.

[herondale.]

(Ok, lol... what stuff does the diary actually say?? haha)

Alex quickly jogged to the gardens. There was a maze in the center of the gardens wth a gazebo in the center. Alex new the route so he ran through the maze. He sat down in the gazebo and looked over his shoulder to see if his mother was coming. No sign of her yet. Alex then carefully opened the diary. He knew there'd probably be things in there about him.

[Crabbiey]

(Like all of Siona's opinions and generally nasty stuff about everyone. It basically shows just how nasty she is and what she's really like.)

The Queen however was weak and couldn't fly that fast. Her vision was blurry.

[herondale.]

(Ok..)

Alex read the first page. Siona's true colours were very... vibrant... in the diary. He could barely count the times she'd mentioned him innit. Always named 'The Baby' or some other name that was a bit explicit. He read numerous pages of how she felt towards all of them. It was horrible. No wonder his mother tried to stop him from reading.

[Crabbiey]

The Queen fell out of the sky and stumbled towards the castle that seemed miles away.

[herondale.]

Alex jumped when he thought he heard something. He ran back through the opposite entrence from when he'd come in and ran round the back of the castle to the small area behind it. He sat by the edge of the pond and placed the book onto the surface of the pond. It floated. He pressed it down but it felt like pressing on a hard surface. He pulled it off the surface and it was dry. He laughed, a bit gob-smacked. He had to hide the book before his mother came back.