{14} Certain Things Left Unsaid

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Interesting conversations are about to occur. -Her Lady

Chapter Fourteen

Certain Things Left Unsaid

=-The New World-=

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"You two seem acquainted," Henrik observed aloud.

I glanced at him, a blush growing on my cheeks. We had spent halfway of the walk to Tatia's home in pleasant silence for I did not want to talk about what he thought he saw between his brother and I, and I could not think of what to say to distract him. The peaceful scenery had been enough before though it was a wasted effort in the end, now that Henrik's attention was on me - not in the empty thickets far from the trail. Not having the heart to play ignorant, I replied with a forced smile, "He is my friend as is your sister, Rebekah. They have treated me well these past few days."

His head tilted to the side with gentle regard. "Are we friends of that sort?"

"If you wish to be," I murmured shyly, "you are somewhat easier to talk to."

"That is because I am the youngest." A small frown grew on his lips, ruining the image of his past cheerfulness.

"Do you find that displeasing?" I asked. Henrik suddenly wore a serious expression and slowed his steps to a stop. From the few times I had seen him, he always wore a smile and held a thick aura of buoyancy and optimism compared to his older siblings. Watching such a solemn face settle on his, it made me a little worried for his sake and my own.

I could not disregard that he was the sire of my uncle and I had avoided him for days until he confronted me once Rebekah and Elijah left my side yesterday's afternoon. A strong surge of embarrassment ran through my body as I recalled the way he had cornered me at the end of the hallway, demanding why I had ceased any discourse between us. I did not wish to slip the news Niklaus had so disloyally taunted to me, but my anxiety for Uncle Johan's sake overshadowed any hesitancy that day. It surprised me greatly when Henrik had spoken of Niklaus in the study room, but I was also relieved that I did not ruin their relationship - hopefully.

He told me of how Niklaus had been careless with his hunt for a human meal. Uncle Johan had been his victim and once Niklaus had left him for dead, Henrik learned of my his relation to me before giving Uncle Johan his own blood minutes to his death. He had saved my uncle and for that I was ever grateful, but under my thankfulness was anger. Niklaus had killed Uncle Johan, taking any choice to stay with his wife away from him. He was still new for his strange cravings for blood and we both did not want Aunt Sylvia in the face of danger.

I shivered at the thought of Niklaus mercilessly killing villagers, especially when he hunted me for fun, but I was later reassured by Elijah and Rebekah that he did not kill if he kept his hunger under control. I had a very strong feeling that this did not happen often and their assurances were of no use. I avoided Niklaus as if he was the plague itself and had not seen him since his sadistic jest. It was humiliating when Rebekah had to wake me up through the nightmares I suffered during my sleep, having her comfort me when she too needed her rest.

Their animalistic nature was hard to discipline and as far as that was to comprehend for a human, I could not stop them from whatever they wished to do. They had yet to tell me of the origins of my power and my influence over earth and fire alone was not powerful against their speed and strength. As much as I wanted to know what I was, my thirst for that knowledge hardly compared for my worry for my family and my curiosity was pushed to the back corners of my mind. For now.

Coming back from my thoughts when I felt his hand around mine, I turned to Henrik, puzzled. His eyes held a rooted smolder that caused my heart to race. "You forget I am older than you, Heidi."

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