Time For Dying (Volturi Kings)

Ch 8

Chapter 8

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First thing Erika did as soon as she was healthy once again was go to the hair salon, and had her hair chopped to just past her chin. It was a little shorter than Caius' now, especially since it didn't want to stay straight.

"Stop moving your head," Ananias warned, holding her head in place as he tried to part her hair perfectly down the middle to create two small ponytails, one on either side.

Erika and Ananias were in her bathroom, she was sitting on the edge of the bathtub in a pair of shorts and a tank top with a towel over her shoulders. On the side of the tub was two bowls of hair dye, one bright pink, and the other a vivid purple.

Ananias started to do the left side of her hair the bright print, only dying the left side the colour while leaving the right natural for now. He would get to the right side afterwards, colouring it the vivid purple colour

Over the last week of Erika being ill, and sick, and bleeding which just made her even more moody, Ananias and she became friends quickly.

Erika didn't leave the wing without him or another guard, and usually it was him. It gave Ananias time to just read books as he loved to do while he was in the same room as she, or let him go to the gardens whenever she did or when she was with one of her mates.

The both of them got along quite well so far. They both liked to read and liked to dress however they wanted. That eventually resulted in Erika admitting that she wanted to change her hair colour again, and now it was going to be split half and half dark red and orange.

"What are you doing?" Marcus asked when they left the bedroom since Erika wanted to venture down to the kitchen to get a coffee.

She had a clingfilm over each side of her hair, keeping them apart as the colour was being set into her hair.

They were on their way back up to the Royal wing now, Erika had her coffee while Ananias just kept her company and was her guard again.

"Master Marcus," Ananias bowed his head as Marcus approached, the senior Vampire nodded at him once.

"Getting coffee," She sipped her warm coffee.

"I meant whatever you are doing to your hair?"

"Dying it?"

"Why?"

"Wanted some change."

"You dyed it a month and a half ago,"

"And?"

"Is it not bad for your hair?"

"If you bleach it, yeah," Erika mentioned with a shrug, "But this was put over my natural colour."

"I see." He gave her a leveled look which gave off no emotions, only a seamless expression of neutralness and calmness. He shook it off, letting a mask of a neutral happiness come onto his face instead. "Whenever you are finished with… dying your hair, come to the throne room. There is a small matter that needs to be discussed pertaining to Forks."

That made Erika pause.

She nodded. "I'll come as soon as I'm able."