Fire And Fangs

Chapter 45

"Onmund, stop asking questions for just five minutes."

Brelyna sighed as he went beetroot red and tried to control her initial thoughts of throwing him into the nearest house. Despite the kiss the night before, Onmund had been asking her about her feeding times and whether she could adapt into society...the list of questions went on and on. So she simply looked out at the sea and waited for him to speak or shout at her.

He ended up speaking, but it was containing his anger, she could sense his heartbeat getting faster from his frustration.

"I don't know if you are still Brelyna. The kiss last night was wonderful but...I bet vampires do that to seduce their prey before...ARGH!"

Brelyna had had enough of his misguided beliefs and knew she had to act quickly. So she had grabbed him by the throat and pressed him against the wall, ignoring the guards which were scrambling to find Morgan. She held him pinned against the wall and chose her words carefully.

"Onmund. I am still Brelyna, just as Morgan is still Morgan. Yes, we are vampires and yes we need blood to survive. But Morgan and Serana feed off bandits, necromancers and any other humans, elves, Orcs and any other Mer that prey on the weak. They are doing Skyrim a favour by feeding on them and if I have to do the same, I will."

Onmund tried to reply but he was silenced as Brelyna pressed a finger to his lips while holding him there and continuing her retort as though she hadn't even broken stride.

"You are worried about my feeding on you, or J'Zargo, or any of the mages at the College aren't you? I know that you are scared and this is a shock Onmund, but take my word for it when I say that I will never feed on you or my friends. I am not a rabid cave vampire found it the wilds."

She lowered him down and sat him down on a bench before sitting on his lap and kissed his cheek.

"Morgan told me a lot about the blood I share with herself and Serana. This bloodline belongs to a very powerful vampire line and they have lived in society for over a thousand years. The vampires that have been attacking belong to a vampire that has become full of greed, and they are not on good terms with Morgan and especially Serana."

"But.."

"My darling Onmund, just be quiet and let me finish. I know how scared you are and I know how you feel. But I love you and you will not get rid of me that easily. Even if you live to eighty, I will still love you if you turned around and said you loved me. I swear on Talos and Shors name that I will never feed on you or our friends."

Onmund shut his mouth and looked over Brelynas shoulder and he felt ashamed as he spotted Morgan and Serana calming the guards down before walking over to them. He sighed and lowered his head, feeling Brelynas arms wrap around his neck and hold him gently.

Brelyna also sighed and shook her head as Morgan sat down next to her, Serana patting Onmunds back before sitting on Morgans lap just as she had done on Onmunds. She hoped he would get through the fear of her quickly because she hadn't been lying. Not even slightly.

Morgan smiled sadly as she watched Onmund bury his face in Brelynas robes. The poor boy was embarrassed and unsure of where his life stood now that his secret love was now a Volkihar vampire. She ran her hand along Onmunds forearm and the contact made him look up to meet her gaze. She wasn't surprised to see tears in his eyes.

"Come on Onmund, lets have a chat," Morgan said quietly.

Brelyna raised herself off his lap and Morgan walked away holding Onmunds arm. Brelyna sat down again as Serana sat next to her and wrapped an arm round her. She looked up at the sympathetic face of Serana and she sighed.