prodigy • Lady Lesso x Fem!OC

Chapter XV

LEONORA'S EYES FLUTTERED OPEN. Her arms were ready to wrap around a certain someone's torso, but all that greeted her was a pillow on the empty space next to her.

Upon realizing that Silas wasn't there, a disappointed sigh escaped her. She looked around her chambers to look for the emerald-haired Goddess. Her turquoise orbs didn't catch a patch of green hair or pale skin anywhere, causing her to roll her eyes.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but think about what happened last night. Heavens, what a night it was. Just the thought of recalling the events that occurred in the bed she was still in, a smile crept up on Lesso's face.

What they did last night wasn't just sex. Lesso was witness to it, Silas praising her beauty, her body. The emerald-haired Goddess worshipped her as if Leonora herself was a Goddess.

She had never seen that side of Silas before.

And being the first one to see it, well, she considered herself to be lucky.

With that aside, she decided to get out of bed and start her day with a lingering question in her head.

Where did Silas head off to while I was asleep?

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There was something about last night that made Silas feel happy today. Oh hell, who is she kidding? It was everything about last night that made her feel happy.

Images of the redheaded Dean becoming a moaning mess underneath her was enough to make her day complete. She never really thought that Lady Lesso had that side of hers. And like her other half, she considered herself lucky to witness it.

Right now, she was standing right outside the Dean's study. Silas wanted to speak with Lady Lesso about what had happened while the latter was asleep.

There she was, sporting a black turtleneck that matched well with her dark green plaid trousers and her black leather boots. And to finish her ensemble, she wore a trench coat above her shoulders.

"Silas." A voice to her right broke her out of her trance, from her first day in the School for Evil, she got familiarized with that voice.

Lady Lesso.

The emerald-haired Goddess looked at her with a small smile on her face, seeing the older woman in her usual ensemble.

"Lady Lesso." She gave the Dean a curt nod. "Seeing as you're standing outside my study, I assume you wish to speak about something with me." Leonora slowly walked towards her, a small smirk appearing on her face.

"Where were you last night, my flame? After our little meeting, hmm?" Lesso's sharp, talon-like nails make their way to Silas' cheek, softly cupping it and maintaining eye contact with the emerald-haired Goddess.

Luckily, not a single student or teacher roamed the very corridors at this early time of day.

This was undoubtedly the first time Silas had trouble forming a sentence to respond with. Afraid that if she manages to open her mouth, she will stutter.

And as her father taught her, stuttering is a sign of nervousness. And nervousness is equal to vulnerability.

She took a deep breath but let out a shaky exhale when Lesso's free hand tugs on her chin to force her to look down, meeting the Dean's ocean eyes.

"Well, I went back to my dormitory at 4 in the morning, Lady Lesso. I didn't go anywhere else, I swear it." She finally responds, giving the shorter redhead a small nod, a look of sincerity behind her different colored eyes.