Something that one of the kings, Marcus had noticed seeing a friendship bond form around the guard.

He was curious of course since Felix had been asking both himself or Caius if they needed any more books or paints from the village even going as far as asking Aro if he needed anything mostly feeding wise.

So the king took it upon himself to follow his guard outside of the castle a cloak covered his body and face from anyones sight, hiding within the shadows of ally ways and within crowds of citizens.

The king rose a brow watching Felix waiting outside of a school, yet it wasn't any ordinary school it was the school of arts where only the talented students could attend.

"Where is she?" He heard the male mumble beneath his breathe, thanks to being a vampire he was able to hear from a great distance, his brow rose curious as to whom his guard was waiting for

'Felix hardly leaves the castle..... in fact Aro is very strict on any of the guards no matter what their status to even leave by themselves' he thought his eyes flashed slightly remembering his passed.

Hundreds of years ago, years that he could not count Marcus remembered when he had left the castle one morning his skin sparkled due to the early sunrise knowing that the humans were still in their peaceful slumber.....

However he was wrong the king came across a little girl no older than six maybe seven at most picking up red roses that grew just on the outskirts of the castle.

He had not eaten for hours that day, a day that he had regretted the sound of the girls screams still haunted him reminding him that he was a monster.... And since that day he had locked himself in his room not to be disturbed by anyone not even his own brothers.

"FELIX!" A voice squealed Marcus immediately snapped his head in the direction of the angelic voice calling out for his guard, the scent of cinnamon filled his senses his heart that had not been beating for a thousands years..... began to beat.

There stood the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, even more beautiful than his ex wife. Her brown locks were pulled up, small strands of hair fell over her face, doe brown eyes filled with excitement and innocence.

She wore what looked to be a black tank top with a long silk pleated rose gold skirt that stopped below her knees, low black wrapped heels to match, yet Marcus couldn't help but notice a small smudge of blue paint that stained her right cheek.

"Do you wish to go to the library today? Or perhaps to grab some more paint?" Felix asked the brunette sending her a wide closed eyed smile something Marcus had never seen the guard do in his presence.

The brunette hummed her hands behind her back hiding something "I actually wanted to give you something, call it a gift of friendship" she remarked before pulling the object she had hid behind her.

Both Felix and Marcus was flabbergasted at what she had now shown to the higher up guard, there was a perfect portrait of Felix, Marcus admired from a distance the detailing of the portrait it was remarkable

Marcus knew that Caius would too be amazed by the girls work, looking down the king gasped slightly in shock seeing the red string, of his and his brothers soulmate was leading straight to the girl who was socialising with Felix.

"Thank you..... I will cherish this for the rest of my life" at Felix words the king couldn't help but snort knowingly

The guard quickly turned around hearing the sound only to see no one. Felix's eyes furrowed confused he had sword he had heard someone yet he shrugged it off turning his attention back to the petite girl in front of him.

"I actually have to go and paint within Volterra, I am an art students after all" Estelle pointed out to her newly formed friend who sighed as if disappointed

"Very well" Felix replied sending Estelle a warm smile "I will see you tomorrow I hope? Perhaps I shall bring a friend of mine as well"

At the mention of other people Estelle's fave lit up, immediately agreeing to Felix's words the two soon walked in opposite directions, one who was entranced in the portrait of himself whilst the other excited to create more art and sightsee.

Unknowingly to Estelle, A king began to follow her through the shadows occasionally jumping up buildings from roof to roof until they both came to a stop in front of a flower shop.

Estelle's eyes landed on a pot filled with fresh white roses, her brown orbs lit up slightly as she began to set up her empty canvas and paints ignoring the stared people were sending her way.

Opening her tins of paint, Estelle immediately got to work once again her eyes closed as she felt herself imagine the scenery she wanted.

She imagined a pure woman standing in her room awaiting for her husband, perhaps partner to arrive, her naked body covered in a thin material with golden leaves stitched into it.

The white roses however where the spotlight of her imagery in the language of flowers they mean purity and innocence..... untouched.

"questo pezzo è incredibile, davvero un pezzo affascinante signorina" This piece is incredible, truly a fascinating piece miss. A deep voice called from beside her.

Estelle jumped slightly quickly turning away from her painting her doe brown eyes locked onto dark brown ones her breathe hitched slightly at the dashingly handsome man standing in front of her.

"Grazie, mi è venuto in mente solo che a volte non mi rendo nemmeno conto di cosa dipingo" Thank you, It just came to me in my mind sometimes I do not even realise what I paint.

Estelle replied sheepishly yet her cheeks tinted pink slightly embarrassed that someone was watching her create her art work. She had never painted in front of other people usually alone in her dorm room.

The brunette took the small silence to get a better look at the male, her eyes trailed from his black orbs noticing his wavy, shoulder-length, dark brown hair,

She had to admit the man before her darkly handsome young man as he was quite tall, slender yet muscular.

"Well....." the man drawled his lips curled upwards slightly before continuing "I would love to buy this piece from you if you will let me tesoro"

"Um...... I have never sold any pieces of my art usually they get put on display at the school I go to" the brunette mumbled twirling a strand of her hair due to nervousness

Marcus let out a small 'Ah' in realisation remembering that she must be a student from the school of arts 'what a talented little mate I have' he thought expecting her from head to toe 'and small too'

"Well as your work is nothing but perfection, May you paint me?" Estelle could hardly believe what she was hearing, this man? This stranger who she had only met a second ago wanted her to paint him?

"Oh! How stupid of me I haven't even introduced myself" The man drawled gently taking Estelle's hand into his own only to kiss the back of her hand "my name is Marcus Tessoro"

"E-Estelle" Estelle stuttered a reply back to Marcus her lips parted slightly, at the sudden gesture the man had done "are you available tonight?"

Marcus agreed that he was available, he kissed the back of Estelle's hand once more before leaving her frozen in the streets of Volterra.

Estelle felt a shiver ran through her spine, not knowing she was in the presence of a powerful man.