Hortensia
My whole life is in jeopardy right now. I don't know what I am going to do if I get caught. It's a big step in our mission. If we can instill fear in these snobs then they'll act like a caged animal does, recklessly.
My feet are dangling from the high chair as I continue doodling on a spare white sheet I stole from Blaze's desk.
" No, you can't." I hear Blaze outside the door.
" Please Blaze." Elijah's voice sends a shiver of hot fear down my body. Why is he here?
" She doesn't need this right now. She is still healing from what you did. She needs time." Blaze says.
I hear Elijah sigh as I stand up and tiptoe towards the door. I press my ears against it so that I can eavesdrop correctly. I'm a shameless gal.
" You aren't the only one who likes her! I wanted to be her friend too." Elijah whines.
Blaze scoffs." Who said I like her?"
Now Elijah scoffs, " Yeah, you don't like her. You find her interesting, enchanting, you call her butterfly and you fucking almost cried when she wasn't waking up yesterday."
I press my lips together to stop myself from smiling at their banter.
" Cry? I did no such thing." Blaze denies the accusations.
" Since you have gotten prude after all these years, let me tell you all about feelings. You like her, da da!" Elijah exclaims and the door starts opening.
Now any sane person will run back and try not to get caught eavesdropping but I just stood there as Blaze opens the door and stops in his path when he sees me.
" Sia!" He breathes out in surprise.
I wave at him. He looks behind him at Elijah, trying to signal him something.
" He can come," I say and Blaze looks at me, unsure. I nod at him in reassurance.
He steps in and Elijah follows him, hesitantly.
He looks at me and gives me a tiny smile. The smile children give when they make a mistake. " Hi." He bites out.
" Hello."
He clears his throat. " I'm sorry about yesterday."
A vampire apologizing to someone he accidentally tore open. Monumental!
" It's cool." I see him eyeing me with uncertainty. "If you promise to never hurt anyone ever again."
He glances at Blaze in a hurry. " But I am a vampire. It's not something I can control."
I raise my eyebrow in disbelief. " Blaze can control it. I have never seen him hurt anyone."
He groans loudly as he rubs his hands on his face. " You want me to become a vampire that drinks blood from a straw?"
" Yes."
" Is this the price for your forgiveness and friendship?"
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King Of The Lost || √
FantasyHortensia was dead, supposedly in the records. But for her past life she has been working under the shadows, for the shadows and she had a single target. To destroy the council because they destroyed everything. So she went undercover, as a servant...
