Fire And Fangs

Chapter 21

"Morgan has a new admirer."

There was silence as everyone in the Sanctuary looked over at Serana first, who was smirking, before looking at Morgan, who was narrowing her eyes as she sipped her goblet of blood. Arnbjorn and Festus started chuckling, while Nazir started laughing outright.

"I dare say Serana has competition. Anyone we know Morgan?" he guffawed.

"Nazir? If you don't want to wake up feeling a little drowsy, I suggest you shut up." Morgan said with a grin. She knew Serana would tell everyone, but she hadn't counted on her telling everyone while they were having dinner. Even Elisif was giggling.

Nazir just nodded, but continued to laugh. Morgan sighed and looked at Arnbjorn and Festus now.

"I need a new set of clothes. Think I could get some from your husband Astrid? And Festus, you better start keeping an eye on that one and only hair on your head...I might use that to clean between my fangs."

Now the laughter was aimed at the three men. Elisif was clutching her sides and was giggling uncontrollably at this point. Vezarra hadn't said anything, which was why Morgan hadn't given him any joking threats. Besides, she liked him more than the other males there because he didn't crack jokes at her expense.

"Does she have fangs too?" Vezarra said with a smirk.

For the love of Azura, Morgan thought as the laughter once again erupted, at her expense. She simply grinned back at him.

"I must say, I need a new set of shoes to walk around in." she said with an evil grin now.

Babette was leaning against Elisif as she was laughing hard too. Only Serana was watching Morgan though, but she was grinning at her and knew she wasn't being serious.

"Oh my! What is all the laughter about? Do we have a new jester here? I thought sweet Cicero was the jester!"

Morgan looked at the corner of the room to see a small man dressed in a jesters outfit standing there with what she thought was a mad grin on his face. He wore an ebony dagger on his thigh though, and she knew he wasn't what he seemed. Astrid noticed that everyone had gone quiet and she knew she had to speak up.

"Morgan, Serana. This is Cicero. He's the Keeper."

Morgan didn't know what a Keeper was, but the way Serana raised her eyebrow told her fellow vampire knew what Cicero was.

"You protect and serve the Night Mother." Serana said softly, meeting Cicero's gaze evenly.

"Ooooh, you know about sweet Cicero! But I don't know anything about the two lovely ladies! I have been introduced to everyone else here!" Cicero cackled.

Astrid rolled her eyes at Morgan before replying.

"Calm down Cicero. I doubt Babette has enough calming draughts to last a few days if you carry on. Cicero, Morgan is the Dragonborn that everyone here has been talking about. Serana is her...friend." Astrid explained.

Cicero laughed again and Morgan couldn't help but smile at this man. He was crazier than a rabid skeever, but there was something about him that made her laugh.

"But they have eyes that are like the unchil...I mean Babettes." Cicero stammered, as Babette threw a dagger at him that narrowly missed his nose and embedded itself into the wall. Babette grinned innocently as Cicero looked at Babette in apology before looking at Morgan.

"Serana and I are vampires Cicero." Morgan explained. "Like Babette, but don't worry, we won't bite."

"Oh, I don't know, he has a nice neck." Serana said with a mischievous grin.