13 A Celebration Pt. 2 (1/2)

”The Young Miss Hollis has arrived,” a butler announced. He was standing at the top of the staircase that leads down to the floor of the ballroom. His face was stretched in a large smile as he announced my arrival.

Looking down, I found that my Mother and Father are both standing at the front of the guest, just at the bottom of the staircase. Both of them are also dressed in a whiteish silver ensemble.

The crowd behind them were dressed in all sort of colors, but everyone was very formal. It was a sea of different races in front of me. It was safe to say that there are races that I had only read about in the book that are all currently in the ballroom.

Everyone's attention was focused on me, it was a bit unnerving to be this closely examined by all the prying eyes of the people in the room. I'd never been the center of attention in my previous life, but it looks like in this life I was destined to be the center of attention.

Without waiting any longer, I walk down the stairs with Salem in tow. As I descended the stairs, I could feel the eyes lessen as I removed myself from the highest point of the room. It was strange to be gawked at.

”My little doll you look stunning,” my father comments as he reaches a hand out to cup my face.

He's dressed a lot like Salem, in a suit, however, it was completely silver. My mother was dressed the same in all silver, around her neck was a different medallion than the one that my father and I are wearing.

Instead of a lion, it was a phoenix. It was completely black like it'd been bathed in a night sky. This was the symbol of my mother's family, the phoenix of fate. Each Vampiric family had a sacred animal, that represented their house. There is a total of twelve vampiric houses, including the Matriarch's family.

Vampires are extremely heretical, only a woman from the Matriarch's family could become the next Matriarch. My mother's mother was the current Matriarch of Vampires. As of yet, I haven't met my Grandmother.

It seems that my mother wasn't that fond of her. My mother wasn't fond of any of her family it seems actually. But neither was my father, I'd only now just met my aunt, although, it seems that he does love his sister.

Speaking of my aunt, I didn't see her anywhere, she wasn't near my mother and father. Since I was so short I wasn't able to see behind the mass of the crowd.

Without wasting a second, my mother quickly turns and clears her throat. The crowd that was close, spread out a little and the suffocating feeling almost completely vanished.

”We welcome everyone, thank you for being kind enough to attend our daughter's fifth year. When I realize that even some of your own children also have just completed their own fifth year.

For that, I want to extend my congratulation to our young ones that have become a full-fledged member of our society. You should all be proud to have joined our ranks, and we welcome you with open arms,” she says as she gives a small bow.

The once quiet room burst into applause at my Mother's words. A born leader, indeed. She could command a room much like a monarch.

Music began to play again, and people gave me a glance and a smile, before moving slightly away from the front, to allow others to move to the front. I expected more people to get near me and try to speak to me, however, it wasn't till about the fourth round of people cycling through did a few people walk up to greet me.

The first person that walks towards me is a woman that had long curly light blue hair, that falls around her shoulders. Scales run up her neck and along her face, curling delicately around her cheekbones, and then up around her forehead to create a pointed crown of scales.

Her scales are a mixture of blue and black. Her ears are pointed and covered in scales as well, she was enchanting. Dragon eyes look back at me, they're an azure blue.

She was dressed smartly, in a simple black dress, that exposed her arms and pars of her legs. Her hands are claws, along with her feet. She was a Dragonkin without a doubt.

”Governess Emberlynn, Master Horace and Salem,” she says with a glint in her eyes. She doesn't bow but gives a small dip of her head as she looks at my family.

”Young Miss Hollis, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I'm Vissi, and I hail from the Dragon race,” she turns those dragon eyes to look at me. I felt a chill run up my body at the look she's giving me.

”The pleasure is also mine; I've never met a Dragonkin before,” I tell her honestly.

She beams down at me and bends down slightly, extending her clawed hand. I glance at her and she nods her head, I reach my hand out to touch her claw. The moment my fingers touched her hand, I felt mental images flood my head.