Lumielle stood up but she kept her grip on Cosette's chin, her body leaning towards Cosette, her knees bent. Giving Cosette the appearance that she was the center of this world—Lumielle would give Cosette the girl was dying to have.
"Please don't weep, Lady Cosette. It doesn't fit someone like you, such a beautiful woman such as yourself crying," Lumielle crouched down before grabbing her face as harshly as she could without causing scrutiny. There was a smile on her face, light haloing behind her like she was an angel—if she was an angel then hellfire was her weapon and nothing more. "
"O-Ou—" Cosette whimpered, her eyes looking around, "It hu—"
Now, it was time to be heartless. It was time to show that she was a predator and not just prey. She had been too complacent in letting people step all over her. She was afraid that if she showed her fangs that Aristele would pay the price. She had been weak.
