He grinned like a devil, finally seeing an angel with wings cut.
"It seems you are abandoned for us to decide,"
"I-I... Ryelia will be back for me,"
He grinned so I continued with firm voice.
"She said... she'll pick me up exactly here so I am not actually left out here. Actually! Actually... we are friends-"
"Oh, that girl. Everybody knows she never tailors friends. And suddenly you have been a friend? Perhaps maybe it is your clear lying that made the heavens decide to throw you out here,"
"I swear-"
His lips stretched wider as if he already knew of the following lies I am honing. "Must we believe now?"
At the exact time, I felt uneasy with the fact that I am the only one being watched and preyed on, someone has arrived beside me. I am about to run when a firm arm blocked my way. I trailed the veiny arm and it revealed... Akin.
"I am here now," he said, all of his watch for my elated eyes. He then carefully guided the whole of my frame on his right arm.
And I suited perfectly. The same way his fragrance smelled perfectly masculine against my feminine instinct to revolt.
It is enough to demulcent me.
The man derisively inquired. "Who is she, Akin? Is she for breakfast?"
Uhmmm. No.
Akin languidly brought his head up after his eyeful of me and straight-faced met the nosy vampire.
The man shut his fangs and playfully stepped back with his hands up.
He smiled at me. "Forgive me for my mouth got slippery due to years... of not consuming better food..."
"Froyo," Akin echoed. His chest vibrating in my shoulder.
"My bad," he grinned at me, amused of something. "I never thought that she would be crucified of a mere bloodsucker joke,"
"Are you not supposed to be in the woods Cindy is said to be seen?"
Froyo's lips straightened.
"You shut up."
"I think I saw her."
Froyo grimly gritted his teeth and challenged Akin's statement but Akin is already on me, checking any scar on my arm.
He is still narrowing his eyes on my red hands when Froyo disappeared in a flash. He motioned to my chin, jaw clenching. "You got a cut in here."
It was probably when a branch hit me when I rotated on my life hold.
"It has been there," I lied, straight into his eyes.
His eyes stayed on me as if studying what I truly meant. He tilted his neck when I withdrew staring. "No. I have you checked when in the Acades."
"Acades?" I echoed.
"The woods," he said, still into his concern. "How did Ryelia get you here?" now he sound imperative. And more critical when I casually wiped the blood out of the cut.
Unsure of the inside of the palace but wanting to escape his question for it might danger me, I dodged his profound gaze and fully focused on eyeing what is in front of us. "Is my family there?"
He sighed and nodded, letting me slip.
"Will I be alive exiting that?" I asked.
Or I will be remembered as the woman who entered and never got out?
How many of his kind are there?
His eyes bore to the palace before they shifted back to me. "Would you be more comfortable if I roam around you more than the usual?"
When he got no response from me, he continued. "I might be always around you, and I might violate your personal space so... just talk it to me if you don't want to."
He seamlessly added when I stared muted at him. He showed me the way.
"I'll check you out then. From afar."
Then I bravely took steps inside the ruined castle, with him daunting, guarding, and... weighing behind me.