The first time I saw him, I was entranced. He was beautiful—gold eyes, a strong physique, and a certain charm that radiated about him. This was my betrothed, a 1st level vampire. And yet, despite his beauty, I hated him. This was not how I wanted it. I didn't want to marry someone I didn't even know, and lose the little freedom a being like me did. I'd dreamt of my prince-charming since I was a little girl, and

London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down, London Bridge is falling down,