The Bloodline Beth was born into got celebrated and festivals were held but she only heard about those glory days by heresy when she was a child, she would kneel next to her sisters throne listening to her stories. Beth looked up to her and loved her dearly. Their parents didn't approve of her showing emotion like love or adoration even within family bonds. They only saw failure in Beth, she was too weak, too soft... a disappointment.

 

Her parents were controlling and every aspect of Beths life was already planned fully before even before she was born. At the young age of 15 barely a fledgeling in Vampire age she was betrothed to the head of an european Vampire coven. She found herself in a foreign country and even left the continent of her ancestors. In this new foreign enviroment the young Princess missed her family deeply, her sister, her brother and even her parents. She was longing to see her home again. Seeing the golden desert... the beautiful oasis near their palace but she knew she won't ever see the place she called home again. 

 

Years went by and the young girl grew up to a stunning woman, golden hair framing her pale face which haven't seen the sun for a long time and a small but curvy frame.

 

It was the day to perform her blood oath, she was to be bonded to that man she only saw a few times even when living in the same place. The only thing she looked forward to was, her family would be present.

 

After all those decades of loneliness she finally saw her sister again. 

 

Standing in front of the altar she recited the vows when suddenly the walls surrounding them exploded. She couldn't see anything, only smoke, the screams filled with so much horror and pain she would never forget.

 

Beth was searching for her family every where but couldn't find them. Fear for her loved ones squeezed her heart.

 

Then everything went black. 

 

When she woke up she was in a cold and wet cell. Chained to the walls with the steel made by Slayer hands and blessed by their god. 

 

After years of torture Beth found her way back to the Egyptian palace with the help of another Vampire but she wasn't the same anymore.

 

They stole her sight and she refused to talk,

 

the princess that once was running through the halls like a whirwind was now quiet mostly keeping herself occupied in her own chambers. 

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