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Death of a Princess
01:12 Sep 05 2007
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I am The Raven, and I am in a dungeon… alone, helpless… The hunters took over my coven… my master Lestat didn´t believe me… he was blind with the hunter´s lies.



I´m innocent, master … I said… but Craven had convinced him that I was a rebel and I just wanted the power to take my Coven to the war… but he was the rebel, he and his people … Lestat banished me … but they put me in this dungeon. I´m hungry and cold… it´s been days since then.



I saw deception in his eyes, the same eyes that two weeks ago looked at me with love, when he chose me as his bride. The same eyes that looked at me with passion when he bit me… Now he let me go…



The hunters have tortured me… I´ve felt the dawn light in my skin and I´m covered with bruises… Craven was banished from my first Coven and now he looks for revenge. He turned to the other side, selling and killing his own kin … making deals with the slayers. I couldn´t allow him to go on and he was forced to leave…



They entered the dungeon now, and he and two other slayers bring some tools … they want to harm me… why? If they will kill me anyway? Just for pleasure… I know…



But the body of the princess won´t be touched by their bastard hands… They want to remove my teeth … that is the worst punishment a vampire can endure; and my eyes will be taken out too… and they will drink my blood before I die. I curse them…



They don´t know the power of The Raven… the best warrior of my Coven… they still don´t know me… I´m never so weak I will not fight… They can do all this to me because I can´t defend myself… because I´m tied up, that´s why they call me such names… mocking me, slapping me in the face…



I just felt the punch and fell down on my knees… they weren´t sure what to do first… take out my eyes, rape me or extract my teeth… as, they came close to me and I stole the knife from the boot of one of them…



I still could see my Master´s eyes… his beautiful blue eyes, looking at me when the knife was piercing my heart… I still heard his voice saying he loved me… and felt the touch of his skin… No, Master, the body of your princess just belongs to you… nobody will have me… I could hear the hunters fighting so far away… nothing could erase the peace that I was feeling now…



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Her body was thrown away from one of the tower windows, and fell down to the rocks…

When the morning came, it burned and become ashes… and the wind took her away…

Now in the nights when her perfume can be smelled… or when the wind brings the sound of her voice, some of us believe that The Raven is still looking for her Master… looking for love.