Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 4: Moonlight

Warning: long chapter!

Wednesday's POV:

This better be worth it. I swear if that Vampire is just playing around I will drag her reputation down, thought Wednesday as she walked down the corridors of Nevermore with her cello. In it were a few documents she had on the monster stuff inside her cello. She imagined that's why you asked for it.

If she was asked to guess how you found out about her cello she imagined it was your spy but she couldn't figure out who it was. I would've realized if someone was following me. Then again, Y/N can manipulate shadows, it is possible that her spy may have used her abilities to keep an eye on me. Or maybe she was doing it herself.

Before she knew it she was in front of the music room. Let's see if I've truly found a worthy chess opponent. With that the ravenette began opening the door slowly when suddenly the a heavy scent of blood uppercut her nose along with the sound of a piano.

Her eyes went wide with fear as she swung the door entirely only to see you playing on the piano as if nothing was wrong. Unconsciously a small sigh of relief came out of her mouth as she composed herself once more.

Once she had her usual emotionless face back on, she couldn't help but look around the room to see where the smell of blood had come from. The scent was extremely heavy around the gothic room. The more she glanced around she couldn't help but think that scent fitted well with the odd music room.

The room was odd for the room looked like it could've been used as a greenhouse due to the vintage windows that lit the room gently with the soft silvery blue of the moon's gaze. The moonlight flooded the room making it appear as if she had walked into a dream thanks to the night fog creeping towards the huge dome-like windows at the back of the room. The very same window that had dead roses clinging onto it from the outside. She couldn't help but smile from where she stood. Unconsciously she walked alongside the wall as she explored more of the room. As she did she stubbed upon more oddities of the room such as the lights. They weren't hanging from the ceiling or against the wall. They were actually small Victorian lamp posts. The lamp posts even had vines growing around them as if tying them down to the ground to prevent them from running any deeper into the dream-like room.

From the corner of her eye, she saw you continue to play the piano. You were still wearing the black formal button-up shirt from earlier with the tight dress leggings and thigh-high boots. It reminded her of the many gothic vampire books she read in the past such as Carmilla. The room's atmosphere made you appear as an elegant and sophisticated young woman from those stories. She lowkey felt like she had entered one of those stories. Her ghost of a smile grew more. Maybe there are some Vampires who act like Carmilla and Dracula- old school dangerous romantics who are full of mysteries. Y/N Y/L you truly are a mysterious person. Wonder what goes on in that mind of yours? Is it blank or is it a twisting labyrinth full of traps and secrets?

"Do that again."

Wednesday stopped dead in her tracks before sharply turning to fully face you. You sat on the piano's bench casually with your feet up in tailor fashion. You look like a child who was waiting to hear a bedtime story or more about a mystical journey someone went on due to how your E/C's caught the moon's light as if it was a bunch of fireflies.

"Do what again?" asked Wednesday, walking towards you with her usual face.

"Smile".

Wednesday just rolled her eyes as she set her cello case in front of you. Crossing her arms she silently told you to start talking. All you did was scoot a bit to the left and tap on the bench for her to sit. She obliged but not without another eye roll. Once she sat down she spun to face her. Your feet still crisscross over each other.