Amnesia

Chapter Two

Heidi

"Enjoy your espresso Mauro." Maeryn said as she handed Daemon's father his usual espresso. "Thank you, mio caro. Why don't you take a break? Daemon is probably by the fountain." He said as he gave her a rare, gentle smile. Mauro was quite fond of Maeryn, but , just like his son, her curiosity towards the castle worried him. "I can't leave Agnella and Adolfo alone right now. It's September so there are quite alot of tourists right now. I don't think they can handle the pressure by themselves." Maeryn replied, not feeling right if she would leave the elderly couple alone in such a busy time of the year. "Don't worry. if it gets really crowded, I'll make sure someone comes to get you to help." Mauro replied. Maeryn thought about it but nodded her head in agreement. A small break couldn't hurt. Maeryn took off her small apron and made her way towards the castle. 

Daemon was found sitting on the edge of the fountain drawing. Maeryn sat down next to him quietly and watched him draw. Maeryn knew better than to disturb Daemon whenever he was drawing. Daemon would enter a state where he wouldn't hear, see or let alone notice anyone near him. He would be in his own world. His own world filled with pencil, paper and his imagination. Maeryn watched him and tried to possibly learn something from the way he draws, but sadly his moment was soon over and he came back to the land of reality. Maeryn smiled at him as he looked up once he had noticed her. "Hey. What are you drawing?" She asked politely. "Oh, nothing much, tesoro. Just something that popped into my head." He said as he showed her his drawing. It was a beautifull landscape in sunset, colloring the grass and trees in a dark redish collour. "It is amazing Daemon. Why won't you do something with it?" Maeryn asked, even though she already knew the answer to her question. Daemon sighed. "You know I can't. Father will soon retire and I will have to take his place as leader. The people of Volterra need me to." Daemon let out a soft sigh. Maeryn felt sorry for him, knowing his passion for art was great and Daemon wanted nothing more than to escape the mob to become an artist.

Maeryn and Daemon sat down for a while as chatter grew closer to the open square near the castle. It was Heidi, the tourguide of the castle, along with many tourists. Heidi was gorgeous and statuesque: long, lustrous mahogany hair, amazingly long legs, and eyes that were the strangest shade of violet. She also had a stunning smile and a silky voice. She was dressed to emphasize that beauty. Her amazingly long legs, darkened with tights, were exposed by the shortest of miniskirts. Her top was long-sleeved and high-necked but extremely close-fitting, and constructed of red vinyl. Maeryn always found it difficult to believe that someone as beautifull as Heidi excisted. It wasn't natural.
Daemon tapped his head once she passed. "Heidi." Heidi smiled at Daemon. "Daemon. See you in an hour." she replied as she entered the castle. Daemon nodded in response as he grabbed his bag and stood up. Maeryn looked at him confused. "Are you two seeing eachother?" it wasn't a question out of jealousy, just pure curiosity. Daemon chuckled in a half sarcastic way, that would have gone unnoticed, had Maeryn not known her friend so well. "No. Sadly that isn't the case. My family helps her to keep the castle in good shape. That's all. Come on let's go. I am sure the cafe will be loaded with tourists since it's nearly noon, and honestly no one can resist Agnella's sweet buns along with a nice cup of Italian coffee." Daemon said, cutting off the topic. Maeryn found it quite strange on how he reacted but decided to shrug it off. He had told her before that she didn't wanted nor needed to know everything he did, as they would be too cruel for her to know. And he liked to keep her as innocent as she was. She was his best friend and she has been through enough already.