002. Battle Scars

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002 Battle Scars

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August 29th, 1977Diagon Alley

The sun had been Lux's jailer for over three hundred years, holding the keys to a cell she was never meant to escape from.

Even as a free woman, she resented it. Resented the rays of light that cascaded down her body, that previously would've set her alight like a matchstick to parchment. She resented her peers, the humans surrounding her, who had never experienced ten lifetimes worth of darkness, of isolation. She even found herself resenting Fulk, who was too busy basking in his newfound freedom to hold anger like she did.

But above anger, Lux felt relief.

She was no longer a slave to the light.

Instead of burning, as she had done once before, she walked among the humans in Diagon Alley while radiating an aura of sophistication, as though she belonged among them. No, above them. It was arrogance that she hoped to display, but one that was not undeserved. Anyone who looked upon her should be able to tell that she was not one to be messed with.

Fulk hovered on her left, his hand on the small of her back, and while she could not see herself, the sheer confidence he possessed was what she hoped to give off. No one would dare cross Fulk Ingelger, not with the icy look he gave everyone who met his gaze, like he could kill someone without so much as a second thought.

He could, Lux supposed, as they silently entered the wand shop, shutting the door behind them. Perhaps she needed the protection of an ambiance to keep attackers at bay, but Fulk did not. At nearly one thousand years old, the elder vampire was sheer, unrelenting power.

It was a wonder he'd deigned take her in, when she had been at her weakest and he at his strongest. It was a wonder that Fulk had seen something in her, and deemed her worthy of risking his immortal life for. The moment Lux was taken under his wing, his relationship with the Coven went from a tentative mutual understanding, to sworn enemies.

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