𝓗𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 🔥𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓪𝓷🔥

🔥𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 17🔥

Despite being in the middle of the summer, the temperature is low, the air is cold on her skin, besides, it's very late, she can clearly see the full moon shining in the dark, black sky, a full, perfect white circle.
Looking at the luna park, she understands that she's still at the Greendale Carnival, her feet move automatically towards a tent, even from that distance, she could clearly see the big sign in front of it:

"Lamia, the incredible, exotic snake dancer"

All of a sudden, an exotic music starts to play, her body is a slave to the rhythm, she can't control it anymore, the music is deadly, poisonous, her ears start to hurt, she needs to cover them, but, with horror, she finds out she can't even move her arms, her whole body is controlled by a puppeteer...

"Lamia!"

She needs to leave the Carnival now, her mind tries to be rational, but she has completely lost control of her body, she's dancing, and her legs start to hurt... Just...

"Lamia, for Lucifer's sake! Wake up!"

The girl opens her eyes, once again, she finds herself in her bedroom, her whole body is shaking, her forehead is wet, a hot hand holds her arm, she raise her head: Caliban is looking at her.

"Another nightmare?"

"Yes" she mumbles, he's still holding her arm, but she gets up, to go to her bathroom, she looks at herself in the mirror, her face is pale and tired. She splashes a bit of cold water on her face. Behind her, she hears some footsteps, and she knows he's coming, but she doesn't turn around. Her body is still shivering, a scent of sulfur fills her nose, that nightmare was even more real than the previous one.

"Are you ok?" Caliban says, she looks at him in the mirror, but she doesn't answers, as she comes back to her bedroom.

Caliban holds her left arm, with strength.

"What was that? Why don't you talk to me?" He asks, angry, his eyes are darker, as she feels his pressure on her arm.

"You hurt me" she just says, looking at her arm, raising her eyebrows.

Caliban lets her arm, he breathes deeply.

"It's just that... I don't like being ignored..."

"Being ignored? Being ignored?" Lamia can't control herself anymore, and without realising, she starts screaming "You, above all people, you talk about being ignored?"

The boy looks at her, frowning his eyebrows.

"You basically disappeared! Everything was fine, and then you disappeared"

Well, that's true, Lamia thinks, she could not find him anywhere, sometimes, while she was sleeping, he came into her room, laying on the bed, next to her, so that she could feel the heat of his body, she could feel his hot hand on her hip "Are you sleeping?" he said, but she pretended she was not awake, what did he expected? That he could just disappear like that, and then looking for her by night? She was not playing that game, she was better than that.

Caliban rolls his eyes, looking at her.

"Ok Lamia, listen. I was not disappearing, ok ? I was dealing with Hell business, I'm still the king, in case you forgot, if my people need me, I give them what they want, it's the reason why we're rule the kingdom."