The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 57

You found jolted awake from a nightmare about Mother Miranda and the horrible things she had done to you. You found yourself in Lady Dimitrescu's arms, your hands wrapped in the silky fabric that is her nightgown. You looked at your left hand, remembering that you gave her two of your fingers. The bandages on your leg had been removed and your cast was no longer on your arm. You snuggled closer to Lady Dimitrescu the best that you could, hearing her give a soft groan of exhaustion as she crossed her arms behind you, pulling you in tightly. "Another nightmare?" She asked, yawning and tucking in her legs to properly cuddle you. "Yeah..." You spoke softly, peppering kisses along her neck and jaw. You both had slept through most of the day, but Heisenberg visited, prompting you both to get ready for the rest of the day.

He grimaced upon seeing Lady Dimitrescu, the memory of their fight fresh in his memory. "So you found your rowdy rabbit. What do you plan on doing next?" You listened to their conversation, hearing annoyance in his voice. "Simple. I'm going to kill Mother Miranda." You tilted your head up, watching Heisenberg spit his whiskey onto the floor and cough. "You can't be serious? You finally want to get rid of her?" He sounded excited and shocked. You were ordered to come closer to Lady Dimitrescu, feeling her run her fingers through your hair. "She took my prey. You never steal from a dragon nor her fledglings" She spoke softly, her voice dripping with confidence. You leaned into her touch, giving a small happy groan as she got near your temples. Heisenberg watched with silent confusion, as your eyes rolled back a little. "Does that feel good?" He asked, holding back laughter. You gave a groan of satisfaction as a response, making him laugh a little.

The meeting continued, Heisenberg excitedly explaining his plan. You were moved to Lady Dimitrescu's lap, her hand covering your abdomen. You enjoyed spending time with her like this. Then, she spoke up. "I'm going to fight her one on one. If anything happens to me, you are to take in (Y/N)." She ordered, both of you looking up at her. "What do you mean if something happens to y- you're not planning on just dying, are you?" He asked, eyes wide. "You have yet to meet your niece! You can't just die on us like a-" "like a super-sized bitch, I know." Heisenberg stared up at Lady Dimitrescu, then looked at you. "I won't let her die." You showed your hand, then showed your right leg. "If need be, she can take my leg." You explained.

The meeting had ended, Lady Dimitrescu sliding her hand from your stomach to your chin and forced you to look up at her. "You are not going to sacrifice any more limbs." She hissed, her eyes filled with concern.

"If I were to offer my leg now, you'd drool and happily accept. I'm doing this for you."

So drool, my love, and accept.