Chapter 16

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     Rugui and Tahísa spent the day nearby. They arrived in the first few minutes after twilight. Orsmund knew how they liked to be presented. As they waited for the surprise, the host invited them in.

     Finally, the trio of vampires heard the staggering barefoot steps inside. Abnormally inert, the vampires waited for her to settle in. Orsmund noted how she came, entirely decked out in accessories, something vampires did not need. Lendyhi advanced with her head held high, enjoying the texture of the finished details.

     The wide, round hall was all gold. The most recent guest positioned herself in a huge central circle that preserved an exuberant lotus flower mandala. The mirrored glass floor was surrounded by eight extremely tall columns exactly 3 meters apart. The columns were designed with gold thread included. The long curtains fluttered around them with simple circular paths that traced the profile of elephants' heads. These fell below a ceiling where several lozenges surrounded by gold lines were engraved until they grazed the floor. In general, everything was filled with glass mosaics. The mirrors, abundant with the finest reddish ornaments, transformed the vision into an all-encompassing illusion. Between the ceiling and the curtains were added broken arched vaults, one of which housed the chamber occupied by the two vampires. Accompanied by the comfort of pillows, Tahísa rested on Rugui's legs. Lendyhi analyzed the method as they would have ceased at that point. It had been one of the Viking's eccentric ideas. The only possibility was to jump there. After looking away from the vampires she found Orsmund at her level. Leaning back with one knee bent on two steps on one of the side wings. That said, they waved to each other, serenely. Rugui took Lendyhi's gesture as an indication. She began a brief strum. Tahisa lifted her back. The enchanting music of the musical instrument filled the room. Lendyhi understood that this was the time to dance. After the first few bars, Tahísa began to sing in a rare language. Her voice was pleasantly flavored with honey. A siren song. The dancer aspired to self-confidence, which was one of the reasons Orsmund focused on her. Her choreographic movements expressed emotions and the drama was highlighted. The feet coincident with the upper limbs marked and assumed postures that resembled female sculptures with an ancestral and seductive aspect. The skipping, the tiny steps, the dizzying body twirls produced magic. Ecstasy. But her body didn't sway on its own. There was the stimulus of the long skirt to the ankle, embroidered and detailed with pleats. Attached to the waist, it left the lumbar region and belly exposed, accompanied by a short and well-fitting blouse. The veil stained the air with red stains as she unrolled it. Her herringbone-braided hair fluttered the little bells entwined at the end. The jewelry she had adorned herself with also matched the melody. The necklace studded with blood-red drop gemstones ringed. Each arm of her wore a silver bracelet. The forearm, protected by bracelets up to the thin elbow, had rattles and rattled among themselves like the lacy ankle bracelets. Around the waist, below the navel, there was a thin and delicate chain with three loops. Orsmund saw how amused she was dancing for him. Her lips were pinker. On her nose he had placed a smaller ring. Unlike the long, elongated earrings that descended to the shoulder blades. If a vampire could be compelled, it would be by her graceful dance. A talent capable of arresting anyone who watched it.

     As the music faded, Orsmund rose to his feet and took the lead in a rhythmic advance. He ran his fingertips up her elbow to the back of her neck where he held her with his gaze. He spun her around and tilted her under him, leaving her in a submissive position. Lendyhi put her arms over his shoulders for support and propelled him up. Orsmund yielded to the impulse and received her lips. Intoxicated in the kiss, they paid no attention to the suspension of musical notes. Lendyhi's alertness revived when an extra pair of hands massaged her back. The vampires had just joined the entertainment. Rugui brought with her a peacock feather and Tahísa brought pillows to scatter them on the floor. Orsmund answered Lendyhi's fears with a look of reassurance and laid her back against the soft surface. Rugui examined her with an instinct for power. Tahísa showed a reserved smile. There was no word between them, but whatever it was they were trying to communicate, it meant approval. The Viking realized and sensed what they were planning, only he considered ignoring it so as not to spoil the occasion. He immersed himself in Lendyhi and explored her body with his lips down to her toes. Where he nibbled at her to stimulate her. The vampires slightly lifted her forearms. Rugui caressed each piece of bare skin with the feather. The human held her breath for a moment, which made the blood flow more dynamic. This effect provoked a wild purr in both predators. Encouraged, they got rid of all the bracelets. Lendyhi arched as she felt them suck at her wrists and ankle. She didn't utter a cry, just a gasp of satisfaction. Enraptured, she gazed at the mirrors above. That particularity, extremely polished, only presented its own image. There wasn't the slightest hint of the reflection of the other three. She had no idea how that was possible. However, did not attach too much importance to the phenomenon. She focused solely on how the episode felt. Feeling on the levitation of a cloud that exuded eccentricity and pure sensuality. When she found herself she plunged into an intense peak. Where was struck by peace.

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     Lendyhi woke up due to the slight high temperature. It wasn't as fresh as before. She concluded that had fallen asleep on the pillows. She stretched a little weakly and made sure there was no presence there. She got ready and headed for the exit. She covered her eyebrows with the veil because the light dimmed her vision. The sun was a little high. The equivalent of late morning. Intentionally, Lendyhi backtracked. She looked for Orsmund. She found no obvious signs. Not even when she looked up where the vampires had been. She had returned to satisfy her own curiosity. Thanks to the speculations that went around about the demon not appearing in the light of day. She nodded and turned to leave when she suddenly remembered what had happened. She probed her skin, minutely. She didn't have any marks or scars. She was as immaculate as when she'd arrived last night. Come to think of it, she began to assume an exciting attraction to danger even though she knew it, partially.

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