<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://pizap_gallery.s3.amazonaws.com/users/100000967390236/medium/pizap.com10.432855745311826471371754834854.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/>Rose gasped for air and awoke from her slumber when her chest became restricted. She could feel the strong hand reaching inside and gripping her hidden treasure. She let out an agonizing scream as her heart was ripped from her king's body. She protected a mortal against her own blood. That was a bad move, especially since she protected the mortal against the first of her kind, in a way he was her kind's god. He was unstoppable and could not be killed. That is why her parents chose to hide her heart within him in the first place. She was a special vampire, definitely a unique creature and her king liked that about her. Though no matter how much he liked her for her unique properties, she could not be exempt from the golden rule, never betray your own blood. She fell from the bed gripping her night gown as she did her best to run outside. She made it as far as she could into the forest near her home, ending in an open meadow. Then the time came where the pain stopped for a brief moment, she slightly hoping that he had forgiven her. Finally the moment of true pain came upon her. She felt the thrust of the stake through her heart, making her scream in pure pain as her body caught fire. Soon there was nothing left except the burning rose petals floating slowly to the ground and a single red rose left in her place. The rose was on fire, though it never burned and withered away. It stayed this way until the last burning rose petal touched the ground and turned black, leaving a perfect grave around a single red rose in the clearing.