Hidden Fangs

Chapter 16 - Vampire Territory - Ball

Soon they'd be home. To Mellissa's home. Maybe then things would start getting closer to normal. Since his family died, nothing has felt the same. Maybe that was his best friend becoming a vampire, or his family dying, or this whole journey, but he just wanted some normalcy. He wanted to sit back, play some cards, and just have fun.

You spend the day hanging out with Grace. Of course it's not really hanging out so much as snooping. You walk around town listening in to all sorts of things, and talking to vampires and humans alike.

You are currently talking to Damian, a vampire that seems to like you. He's talking with you while Grace carries around Void. You kind of wish you could hold Void, but you're busy trying to pay attention to Damian's words and keeping a straight face while Void mocks Damian.

-Do you hear what he's saying? "How charitable that you take your human slave out with you"- Void mocks in an uneven voice. -I wish I could claw up his face, if I had my magic I'd turn him into an ice cube.-

I wish I could respond but I don't really know how to do that shit yet.

Straight face, don't laugh.

You barely hold in a laugh, thinking about the image of Void sinking his claws into Damian's pale face, "Ah, yes, I am still exploring this place so I thought it would be nice to take the human out for a walk."

AhHhHhH I can't... By the gods he thinks I'm serious.

Grace is better than you at keeping a straight face, but not by much. Damian continues not bothered by your eyes constantly darting between him and Grace, "Yes, well there is a ball tonight if you would like to meet some of the vampires. Tonight is the night that we celebrate the anniversary of when we took over this town. I'd love it if you would attend the ball with me."

Is he asking me on a date? What the hell I've been here a day, does no one have any suspicions about me? Oh well, it could be a chance to take out the vampire lord. Balkir will die for imprisoning these people like slaves in their own homes.

You give your best smile, "I'd love to go to the hall with you, but I don't have any formal clothes."

Damian frowns slightly, "That is quite the dilemma. I will have a dress sent to you."

How did that actually work?

You act surprised, "Y-you don't have to, really. I'm sure there are better people to go with..."

He scoffs, "Nonsense, I wish to go with you. This I will have my servants find the perfect dress for you."

You do a curtsy, "Thank you Damian."

Ewwww I did not just curtsy for him.

He nods, "I must go, I shall see you tonight." He walks off and you turn to Grace, rolling your eyes, "We need to get out of here. I would rather die than have to act formally."

She giggles, "You sure did a good job at it though."

You scowl, "I'm good at acting. I better not have to wear heels."

***

Grace, Void, and you are all sitting in your room planning how to escape when there is a knock on your door. You walk over and open the door to find a box. No one is around, but there is a human retreating down the end of the hall. "Guess he really got me a dress..."