A Book Of Ideas

Murderer

"All that blood looks good on you.  It really brings out your eyes."

Parker tolled his eye at Macy. 
"Stop hitting on her will yah? The Queen won't like it if she finds out the Royal Guards are hitting on a murderer."

Parker looked over at Melody and threw down his cigarette. " Whats your body count up to now though? Four maybe five hundred?" He smirked towards her. 

"Give or take some. Being alive for hundreds of years make you lose count.  Can someone give me a hand though?" Melody pointed to the back of her dress where the zipper was.  Macy excitedly jumped up to help.  Maybe a little too excited. 

Melody smirked. 
" What the queen scared of me again? Whiny little baby worried about her kingdom or worried that the precious murderer will come after her when her royal dogs are out and about. " she quickly stepped out of the dress after it fell to the floor and grabbed the clothes off the chair next to Parker. 

He just shook his head and turned toward Macy and pointed at the dress on the ground.
"Go bring that in the back so it can be washed later." Macy quickly grabs it and hurried out the door. 

"Parker, you know you can have a way better life than being a watchdog.  You know this right? We can travel the world.  Not worry about the Queen of stupid or that girl that follows you around everywhere. " Melody finished pulling up her jeans and turned toward him.   He just sat shaking his head.  Handing her wipes to wash off her face and arms as Macy made her way back to the room. 

"Mel you know I can't do that.  For more than one reason.  We have to go though. Keep an eye out for the watchdogs as you call us.  Queen Charlotte is coming this way later today. I don't need the headache of you two being in the same area. So just please. For the love of anything stay inside." As he said that the door closed and Parker and Macy had left. 

Melody was shaking her head laughing. " Of course. She knows I live over here. Why not come make your way to you're ex girlfriends house?"

Melody made her way into her bedroom and closed the door. Thinking about the life she could have if Parker wasn't such a stuck up snob. Obsessed with knowing what the Royals wanna do with me.  For Charlotte knows what I am and that's the only lead we have if they attempt to find me.