chapter 12.5

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Elias

I somewhat feel guilty for using sleeping magic on her but she needed it.
I open her door and place her slowly on the bed, I should leave now but for some reason I just want to sit here and look at her.
So I do, I sit on the side of her bed, careful not to wake her.
She just showed me what's hidden behind that composer, coldness and ruthlessness of hers. A girl who has been so hurt without anyone to be there for her, she only relayed on herself.
She lost her mother and what could have been her father, she took over the rule even though she is young which I suspect the vampires' elites liked it yet she held still and showed them who to bow for. She forced herself not to show any sign of weakness to keep her image as the fierce, menace heiress. She led an army to counter our attack, and now here she is, working as a spy, blending in with our hunters.
During all these months I've been her servant, I've never seen her complain or even cry, not until now.
She is fascinating in a dangerous way.
My memory travels to the first time we met, her fighting style was a sight to behold, her reflexes were quick, her moves were swift, her strength was powerful and from what I saw when we sparred before coming here she improves fast. But she is also reckless, putting her life at a stake just to prove she can take me down again, it was absolutely...astonishing.
"What are you doing to me?" At first, I wanted nothing but to dig my claws in her but when I actually had to do it I was hesitant.
And now I regret threatening her. It was an empty threat, I shouldn't have taken it far and hurt her.
I palm her chest and let my magic flow just a little, she will be mad if she knows I touched her and healed it. I chuckle at the memory of her refusal, her ears were red.
"That should be enough" I re-bandage her slowly.
I stare at her, I should hate her even more now that I know Ikaros was right of accusing her father.
But I don't.
Because moments ago, when she was in my arms, I had only one thought.
If it was her, I'll curse the rules and burn the whole world down.

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