(Eva/your POV)

When we reached the manor I went straight to my room. I laid down on the bed, on my back.

Sebastian entered. "Are you alright love?" He asked as he slowly walked across the floor in my direction.

I sighed. "Yes, I suppose I just need some alone time at the moment."

He furrowed his brows, but quickly softened his gaze. He stopped walking when he reached me. He lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on my forehead with his cold lips.

"Alright love. If you need anything please, do not hesitate to ask."

I nodded and gave him a soft smile. He returned the smile and turned his heels for the door. When he left, he silently shut it.

I let out a sigh and rolled onto my side. I laid there trapped in my thoughts. When will this baby come? And will it be healthy and safe?

All these type of thoughts pondered through my head.

That's when I saw it.

A shadow, dancing along the walls and up the ceiling. Every time I would try and glance towards it, it would spontaneously bounce on to a new surface.

"W-who are you?" I asked quietly, careful not to startle it even though I was shaking in fear.

The shadow started to laugh maniacally. It finally chose a spot to dictate along the wall.

"Wouldn't you like to know, my dear." The shadow called out. It was a man.

"Y-yes I, I would p-please." I managed to say through my quivers.

The shadow started to laugh once more. "Come with me and I shall show you." A long, outstretched, gloved hand reached out of the darkness. I could barely make out a toothy grin and green eyes.

I backed up on my bed slowly. "I-I am s-sorry. But I c-can not do that."

Footsteps approached me, slowly revealing a tall man. He stepped out into the candle light and exposed his features.

His hair was was short in length and black in color, with a thick white stripe in the center. He wore a small hat on the top of his head. Piercings lined the rim of cartilage on his right ear. He wore a suited brown tuxedo with a brown and white striped bow-tie.

I backed away closer to the edge of the bed. "W-what do y-you w-want from me?"

The man walked closer and bowed. "My dear, I wish to make you my queen. You see, you are the last of your rare species and I want you." He raised up slowly and smiled.

I quickly gained my composure and gained a little confidence as well. "You can not have me. I am betrothed."

He began to laugh again. "I did not ask for you permission, my queen."

He took a few steps closer, lifting his hand up and revealing its contents. In his right hand he held a long silver knife with a golden handle.

I froze with fear, obviously not because of the knife, but because the closer he inched towards we with every passing second. There we so many other things he could do besides kill me.

He came close enough so that our noses were now touching. He slowly leaned in and kissed my lips, it tingled and started to burn and that's when everything went black.