Chapter 11 - Anxiety

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Yo- the decontamination ( s h i r t l e s s ) scene with Rene, Mika, and Lacus-

Also, not my dyslexic ass thinking for the first several episodes Rene's name was pronounced 'Reen' instead of 'Ren-ay' T~T



Y/n woke up on her own one day. She lazed in bed for a little bit, just staring up at the ceiling. Finally, Y/n looked over to the clock.

Y/n hummed when it read nine in the morning. Ferid should have woken up the girl about two hours ago. It made Y/n a little worried, but the logical part of her mind told her that Ferid wasn't only just for Y/n's comfort, and he had a lot of other responsibilities to attend to.

Y/n sighed sitting up and deciding it was time to get up for the day. She slowly got out of bed to go to the bathroom, brush her teeth, take care of herself, and then get dressed. Once decent for the day Y/n made her way out of the bathroom, and then her bedroom. She headed to the kitchen and snuck a biscuit out while the cook wasn't looking and quickly left with it in her mouth.

Y/n walked around aimlessly for a little while until she got bored, and just wanted to say 'hi' to her favorite vampire (who was maybe even her favorite person). So, Y/n began her trek to the noble's office.

Once in front of the large door, Y/n knocked on it. Nope. This earned an annoyed huff from Y/n before the girl began making her way to the progenitor's chambers.

Y/n was about to knock on the large double doors when she saw that one of them was cracked open. She paused before pushing the door open just a wee bit more so she could look inside.


Y/n's eyes widened at the sight.


There sat Ferid on his bed, a good frown on his face as he held one of his dismembered arms in his lap. He had what looked to be thread in his mouth, holding it with his teeth as he broke off a piece and threaded it into a special type of needle. Y/n could hear his exasperated sigh as he grabbed his unattached arm in his lap and began threading it back on.

Y/n stepped back in horror. One had covered her mouth as she quietly gagged, and the other shook as it still had its grip on the door handle. Without thinking it over twice, Y/n turned around, running back to her room to throw up and shutting the door a little too loudly.



Ferid looked up from where he sat, very momentarily pausing to look at his door when he heard it close. He shrugged it off, continuing reattaching his arm. After finishing stitching it, he tested it, flexing his hand and what not. He grinned at his handy work and left his chambers to go finish his surprisingly few tasks for the day.

On his way to his study, he passed by one of his many servants at his manor.

"Do you know if Y/n has gotten up yet?" Ferid asked.

"Yes," the hooded vampire nodded, "I saw her not more than twenty minutes ago."

Ferid hummed in acknowledgement before walking off. He just assumed Y/n was in the library and didn't think too much of it. He would go give the girl attention as soon as he had finished his remaining work. It shouldn't take more than an hour or so to do that.

Ferid's grin only widened. Unexpectedly, Y/n had brought the vampire much joy, and added a bit more liveliness to his long life. He quite enjoyed Y/n's quiet presence. It was nice. The girl brought a peaceful feeling with her.

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