I'm so sorry, Emz:/
***
Anastasia
"Did you two have another fight?" I ask, eying the two grumpy girls sat before me. They're both picking at their breakfasts and haven't said a word since they came down. Lu looks up at me and shakes her head before glaring down at her bowl of cereal like it personally offends her. Lie doesn't even hear my question and is simply staring into space. I sigh and put down my spoon. "Ok. Something's wrong with the both of you and I'd like you to tell me what."
"If I may contribute to this discussion," Zane says, looking over his newspaper at me. "I believe the winged-one had a nightmare last night and is feeling a little disorientated this morning."
"Is that true, Lie? Lie?!"
Lie jumps and stares at me. "What?" she asks. Angels are supposed to be beautiful, but Lie looks terrible. Her eyes are ringed, she's paler than usual and her eyes aren't the vibrant gold they ought to be. They're more like a dull brass. She made no effort in getting dressed this morning, clearly.
"Zane mentioned about you feeling a little... off this morning."
She looks troubled for a second but quickly masks it with an eye roll. "Well, you would be too if you had a perverted vampire walk in on you practically naked."
Luna snaps her head up to look at Zane. "You saw her naked?!" she demands.
"Only the top half," Zane defends. "Good half though," he adds with a wink at Lie.
Lie rolls her eyes at him and stands up. "Lord Beaumont is visiting us today by the way."
"He never visits... Why on Earth is he coming here?!" Luna demands.
"Who's Lord Beau-whatever?" Zane asks, frowning. "I thought it was just you three here?"
"He owns the manor," I explain. "Beaumont manor, built by Lucious Beaumont himself. He never visits though and is always away on "business". Gosh, he hasn't visited for a decade!" There must be something wrong if he's visiting us, there always is. The last time he came, it was to tell us that our friend who stayed with us for an entire year had died in combat. Becky. A lovely werewolf who was feisty and fancied Amelie so much. We had been sad to see her go and devasted to find out that she had passed away.
"He's bringing a friend to see the manor to meet us. Human friend, so hide everything supernatural and act normal." Lie flounces out of the room, her hair bouncing in loose waves.
"What is with her today?" I ask to the remaining group. Lie is usually full of life and it upsets me to see her so... off.
"Beats me," Luna says, getting up. "I'm going to go train, clear my mind."
"We can't! Lord Beaumont forbids it when he visits, remember? This guy he's bringing has to meet us. Apparently they've been friends for almost thirty years."
"Great. Just fucking great."
"Language, my dear Luna," Zach reprimands. "Such horrible words should not leave such a beautiful mouth."
"Piss off," she growls, storming out of the kitchen, slamming the door shut behind her.
"Sorry about them, they're usually a lot nicer..." I say, sighing. "I have absolutely no clue what's up with them! What was Lie's bad dream about? Did she say?"
Zane gives me a thoughtful look. "No, she did not. I heard her screaming and rushed in to check on her, is all. Little did I know, she was half naked and sweating. I've never seen an angel look so terrified. Whatever it was it must've been bad. Amelie doesn't seem like the type to be easily deterred." Zane stand up and walks over to the sink. He washes up his bowl. "Forgive me but I do not wish to have an interaction with this Lord, so I'll be going off grounds for a little while. Anastasia." He smiles charmingly before leaving the kitchen soundlessly.
What an odd day.
***
"Ladies!" The sound of Lord Beaumont's voice echoes through the house and we all scurry downstairs to greet him. The man is around eight hundred years old but could fool anyone into thinking that he's in his forties. He has perfect brown hair and strikingly beautiful blue eyes, a two-day stubble graces his cheeks and makes him look hot as hell. Not that I like him, it's just a well known fact that Lucious Beaumont is a very attractive man.
"Lucious," Amelie greets when we reach the living room, mock curtsying. She slumps down onto the sofa and crosses her arms. "It's been a decade, what brings you?"
Luna and I join Lie on the couch.
"An old friend wanted to see my mansion and its inhabitants. I'm sorry I didn't keep in contact, I've been busy. I'll be staying here for a week or two, as will my friend. You must treat him with the utmost of respect. Is that understood?"
We all nod, and then Lie says, "Where is your friend?"
"He'll be in here in just a second, he's just getting his bag out of the car." Lucious takes off his coat and hangs it on a hook by the living room door. "Ah, Carson, these are my occupants. Lovely girls who'll be ever so kind and gracious towards you, I'm sure. Come, meet them!" Lucious steps aside to reveal our new guest. He's got blonde hair and is nowhere near as attractive as Lord Beaumont with his lean, skinny figure and bony cheeks.
I look to Lie and Luna and frown at their facial expressions. They both look as if they've seen a ghost, with pale faces and wide eyes. What's wrong with them?
Amelie
The man standing in front of us is the man from my dream.
Luna
The man standing with Lord Beaumont is the warlock that kidknapped me.
Fin.
A/N: I'M SO SORRY EMILY. And I know it's short, but it's an important part! Also, Lord Beaumont is being played by Aiden Gillen (bc he's hot!).
Thank you for reading!
- Amelia :-) xo
