Amardad Swan, the older sister of Bella Swan, was dying. But at this point, she knew that she just had to make the best of the situation she was placed in.
What happens when that situation becomes having to live in an ancient castle in Volterra wit...
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I shivered and groaned before getting up, the room, or rooms were all painted in darker shades that really made it seem gothic. Which did make sense in a way. The room was made in a way where there was a mane room with arches leading to other sections, some being a bedroom, a small library and an office. There where also three doors ignoring the one I entered from.
I walked towards the first door that was connected to the bedroom section. It opened easily and I was a bit surprised to be honest. "Oh!" It was simply a bathroom, a very fancy one at that. It even had a toilet, for what reason I did not understand. I backed out quickly leaving the door ajar.
I walked towards the second door that was also connected to the bathroom. I was slightly surprised to find a large closet filled with black, red and dark grey clothing. I let my finders trail through the garments as I walked to the end finding a warm looking coat. I pulled it off it's rack putting it on and zipping it up, the sleeves passing my hands.
I walked at a slower pace back to the mane section eyeing the thirds door. I had already found the closet and the bathroom what could be in this room that would have to be put out of sight? A dungeon? I would not be surprised if it was actually that, what vampire castle would not have one right?
The door opened softly, without a sound. It was amazed. Startled but amazed.
Inside the room were dozens of paintings, of all shapes and sizes. I walked in picking up the one closest to me. It was a painting of a battle, there was a horse on it's hind legs, a soldier sword raised high saddled on it. The soldier was a platinum blond man, resembling strikingly Caius.
I put the painting back down, eyes scanning the room. I walked towards the back of the room towards the pain equipment. There was a paint bucket that caught my eye, a light blue one.
I picked up the paint and grabbed a large paint brush, walking slightly tipsily, to the main room. I pried open the bucket placing the paint brush in it then pausing. I wanted to paint the walls but the paint would drip onto the floor....
I got up and ran back to the closet, walking strait to the back and grabbing all the cloaks from the hooks. I walked back to the main room, placing the capes opened like tarps on the floor next to the walls.
I picked up the bucket and waddled over to the closest wall picking up the brush and tapping it on the side of the paint bucket before starting to paint over the walls. I worked for about three hours, painting two of the four walls in the main room. I sighed and wiped the back of my hand over my brow.
Getting up and tossing the coat off, jumping on the soft bed I kicked off my shoos reaching in my pocket I took my meds and swallowed them. Before shoving the medication in my pocket and falling asleep.
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End of Chapter Question: How do you think Caius will react to the new paint?
