Her Wicked Spells

[7] Charmer

The sky was bluish dark and the forest was silent. Today, Callum had decided that they would go to the school again and in fear of standing hungry in that long line again, Lavinia decided to cook the food and eat it early morning.

But noticing that they were out of stock, she decided to bring some vegetables and fruits from the forest until then, Callum would take care of the spells and things that they would be needing if things go wrong at the school again.

At first, he denied Lavinia to go out to the forest alone and that even in dark. But she argued. She was confident that she could handle Vampires and since, in some time the sun rays would touch the grounds, the creatures would already be gone after their meals. Finally, she was off to the forest in her dark blue cloak over her light blue gown.

Plucking the blackberries one by one, Lavinia thought of the three days they had spent here in Duskfort. The city of Vampires was everything she was afraid of.

The first day was wasted as they didn't get to meet the headmaster. The second day was wasted too as they couldn't get any belongings of her sister from Lady Darlene. Moreover, the lies she had caught of Cliona's were heart-wrenching.

If Cliona would have been in her sight, she would have beaten her with a stick like a mother. She was so angry at her for so many reasons. Her heart clenched while listing all those reasons.

She wanted to scold her for stepping her foot in a city where her kind was banned, for living carelessly in a market where royal knights humiliated women so menacingly, for living with a prostitute without even thinking about her safety. Was this education so important to her? Lavinia sniffled and breathed hard.

Callum had been exclaiming again and again. She had been in danger. It's been three days already. She couldn't comprehend what could happen to her if they won't reach her soon.

"Can I help you, Lady?"

Lavinia was startled by the sudden interruption and immediately looked at the intruder. Her eyes widened while mouth opened in shock. She immediately wiped her tears and turned around to run away from the Vampire she had kissed that night.

Wiping her tears, she clutched the basket tightly and started running away from him.

"Hey!"

She ignored his voice and kept on running. The sky was still dark and he could still attack her. She was utterly overwhelmed with her thoughts of Cliona that she might get weak for performing the bewitching magic again on him.

"Hey! Stop! Why are you crying? I may help you," yelled the man. Lavinia turned her head to see and noticed he was confused and was stomping towards her.

Suddenly, she remembered the after effects of the magic. What if this Vampire didn't remember her? Maybe, that's why instead of attacking or getting angry, he had been wanting to help her.

She was thinking about stopping but hadn't stopped yet. Suddenly, a scream escaped her mouth when she bumped into him making both of them stagger back. But before, she could fell, the vampire snaked his arms around her waist and stabled his steps.

Her wide eyes stared at him in surprise while heart-shaped lips were parted. She saw him staring at her face with a warmth in his red eyes. Her breath hitched at remembering the last time they had been in such a close proximity.

Did he really remember her? She was still not sure. Under the dark sky, there wasn't much light but enough to observe each other's faces. She could notice and remember how beautiful he was. His raven hair were falling on his eyes as he was fully bent on saving her from falling.