Évrard D'Aboville has been the lethal left hand of King Sabien Arceneaux for centuries. Using his deadly skills, he's indiscriminately killed and maimed at his master's behest. He had never once been disobedient. That is until he was asked to kill a...
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Izmir Lefeuvre- The Witch
"What do you mean by thrall?" The more Maelys spoke the more upset I became. She wasn't making any sense.
"It is a mystical connection forged between two entities when one drinks the other's blood. Évrard is Kindred. You are a witch which makes its outcome even more...uncertain. What I do know is how the bond has worked in my limited experience. The bond gives Évrard, who's blood you consumed when you tried to draw out the poison power over you. It gives him an emotional hold over you."
"Pfffff" I scoff. "Évrard doesn't have shit over me." I say sitting uncomfortably with the truth. I had been feeling a little...different since that night.
Truth be told I hadn't been able to get him out of my head. Worst yet, I couldn't forget how his warm mouth felt against my skin. The sharpness of his fangs and the heat that flooded through me when he drank.
I didn't want to admit it, but I wanted him to drink me. I wanted him to do more than that. I wanted to lay exhausted on soiled sheets with evidence of him oozing from between my legs. I wanted to be ruined more than I wanted to be loved. A secret I would take to my grave.
I glance over my shoulder for perhaps the hundredth time. He wasn't here. He'd left suddenly without saying a word to either me or Maelys. And I immediately felt his absence.
A new desire to be near him started as a little voice in my head that grew louder and louder with its demands. But when I sought him out, he would seem offended by my very presence.
"Yes, Izmir, I already see his hold over you. Be ye at ease that you will likely wield a similar power over him. But be warned, exchange no more blood, essence nor energies with him. Otherwise, you will be fully within his control and do almost anything for him."
My hand automatically went to my dry throat and my legs crossed in my seat adjacent Maelys. This news should have horrified me, but it didn't.
