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Lady Gisela stood there. She knew she had me under control, but I didn't want her to. But I could always join him. I look over at the other side of the dark cave that's covered in a dusty green powder that gives me the creeps. There was a guy. Blonde hair that looks like it would take forever to do and his eyes, how do I describe his eyes? They were the coldest shade of blue, yet they held the most warmth I'd ever seen.
"Please, please don't join them Y/N, please."
He held out a hand as his eyes somehow turned even warmer. Lady Gislea laughed bitterly. "That's my Y/N for you, always choosing the wrong side."
The elf whipped his head around and stalked closer to Lady Gisela. I wanted to reach out, to grab his hand to stop him and tell him that it was too dangerous, but I couldn't. He was already too close.
"She's on the right side if she chooses us and she knows it very well." His voice was low, and icy. I shivered a bit just listening to it.
Lady Gisela glared at him. "Watch your tone Keefe, I'm still your mother." That took me by surprise. His...mother? Suddenly I could see the family resemblance. The hair, the eyes, although her eyes were as icy as their name.
The elf, or I guess I should call him Keefe, clenched his hands into fists and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself from yelling at Gisela. He then gritted his teeth and spat out, "If you were my mother you wouldn't be doing this." Gisela opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a scream. Her eyes widened and she dashed out of there as fast as she could. Keefe's tensed up body relaxed and he turned to me, a smile appearing on his features, although it looked slightly forced. He lent me his hand again and this time I took it. His hand was soft, yet slightly calloused. I didn't want to know what he did to get calluses, but it didn't seem very friendly.
GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) :
As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-"
Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open.
Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence.
One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body.
Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes!
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"Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone.
'You have the come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone.
She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered.
'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly.
"Huh?"
'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked.
"I uh.." She said absentmindedly.
'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm.
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"Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout.
Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly.
"Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart.
Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest.
"Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her.
"That's not what I-"
The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process.