“Okay, so that’s another oh shit moment,” I added with a nod of my head, asking myself now how she had survived as long as she had in that town. Oh, right…magic.
“It was, but then let’s just say it was worth the pain when a hand landed on the arm that held me and a sexy Scottish voice ordered to let the pretty girl go.” I couldn’t help it, I actually girly sighed making her say,
“I know right…anyway, when Kellen refused, that same hand became inflamed and the scent of burning skin kinda ruined the moment for a while there. But after punching a flaming fist into Kellen’s face and knocking him out cold, he bought me a drink and led me over to where his brothers were still playing. No doubt still having their brother’s back from a distance…they are cool like that,” she added with a chuckle.
“And then what happened?” This was when Nero frowned and started to look uncomfortable. I soon knew why.
“Oh, that was when he spent about five minutes with me, before snagging one of the waitresses around the waist, whispering something in her ear before disappearing with her upstairs into the room he was staying in for the night.” I winced at that, put a comforting hand on her shoulder and said,
“That’s sucks, I am sorry, Nero…Gods, but what an asshole,” I said because I knew it would make her feel better. She shrugged and said,
“Ah, but it is what it is, Vern just sees me as a friend and that’s it, once he told me he thought of me as a little sister or something, which was after I questioned why he broke some demon’s hand for touching me.” I frowned at this wondering if there wasn’t more to it than she was obviously seeing. I had a feeling Vern was hiding how he truly felt and let’s face it, I knew what that felt like too. But I didn’t say any of this, as I didn’t think it fair to get her hopes up when that might not be true.
“So that’s why you give him a hard time, to hide how you truly feel?” She tensed her shoulders a little and said,
“What can I say, defence mechanism 101, baby.” Yep, I knew all about that one too. After all, it was a game Lucius played with me for years. I went on to tell her a little about my own experience with Lucius, explaining how he treated me in his nightclub the first time I sneaked in.
Of course, she did the classic girls stick together mate thing, which was basically call him a bastard and dub him an asshole for treating me like that. But then I went on to tell her a little of why, and how mainly it was to protect me. That in the end none of it really mattered anymore because he loved me and I loved him, which was all that really counted.
Naturally, she was also curious to know what it was like, dating the Tyrant King of blood and death, ending my explanation with her stunned reply,
“You’re shitting me?!” This was of course, after I told her how sweet he was and how he even watched geeky programs with me. That he was romantic and caring, protective and even at times, a gentleman. Nero’s reaction ended up getting us some attention when one of the Harpy guards hit her mace type weapon against the bars, snarling at us to be quiet.
I would have said something equally as threatening as it was funny in return had my attention not been rooted elsewhere. This was because the Queen was now on the ground and barking orders at her minions to have something covered in a deep red material brought forward, for their master was coming to claim his prize.
Meaning that when the object was being placed on a plinth at the centre of the open space and the material was pulled back to reveal the Eye of Crimson, I had to question,
What prize was that exactly?
The Eye or…
A Vampire King’s Chosen One?
Chapter Fourteen
A Harpy’s Revenge
“Okay, so I take back all previous oh shits and reserve the right to use it now…oh shit,” Nero said at the sight of the Eye being displayed like some crown jewel. Another bang on the front of the cage made us both jump this time and again I would have reacted differently. That was if I wasn’t