I FINISHED HIS SECOND SHAKE, PUT IT ON THE BOTTLE AND handled it to him. "Thank you, Amethyst. Can I ask you more two questions?"
"Plus 20," I said smiling.
"Did the witch use any kind of spell?"
"On my tattoos?" A nod. "Yes, she did. All of my tattoos are made of a special ink she made, making a spell that protects me from bad energies, and intensifies my ability of sensing people's energies, feelings, intentions and all of that. That's why I didn't healed from it and the tattoo stayed on my skin."
"Now it makes sense, because back in my home, we usually get tattoos too, but they only stay on us because of a protective spell. Thanks to magic," something I already knew. "I only have one tattoo on my back though, and it's the phases of the moon but bigger than yours and in a different design."
Makes sense. "It's a wolf thing, right?"
He nodded. "Yes. The moon means a lot to us. Now, is it true that you can tell people's… sexualities?"
I grinned, knowing where he was going with that. "Yes, I can indeed. Did they told you?"
"Yes," he gulped. "Then you know that…"
Seeing how he was struggling, I nodded. "I know. You like males, not females. It's okay. It's pretty damn normal, actually. Do you feel embarrassed by it?" He shook his blonde hair in agreement. "There's no need for that. You are one of the Kings of Montanari, one of the 11 Saints. No one would ever criticize you for anything."
He sighed, "I only like males, Amethyst."
"I know. But so what? You aren't your parents heir, so there's so pressure on you to make heirs. And from all I've heard, the Defiant Kingdom is extremely comprehensive on these matters. I doubt you would be in trouble. Besides, you can't control those feelings, your preference. You didn't choose to be like this, you were born like this, and nothing will change that. Furthermore, if you don't make heirs, you can simply adopt a kid that needs parents and love. That is, if you want to be a father."
Dante gave me that puppy-that-got-hurt face and I turned my back on him before I called him cute. He may not be my type, but he quite adorable, despite the suspicious energy he also emanates. "I'm sorry."
"For?"
"I misjudged you. I'm sorry. I'm honestly sorry, Amethyst. I was wrong in being quick to judge you like that, and I shouldn't have done it. Now I feel bad because instead of judging me, you are even consoling me!"
I glared at him, "If you tell this to anyone, especially to that devilish twin of yours, I'll kill you, got it?" He giggled but agreed. "And I'm just stating facts. I'm not trying to console you. Oh, and don't you feel attracted to Gabriel?"
He gasped and blushed hard in the same second, "Wha-what? Gabriel? Devon's cousin?"
"I'll take that as a yes. Don't tell him I told you, but he's as gay as you are. And he's totally into you, and kept asking me to tell him if you were interested in boys the entire morning, but I kept quiet. So, as we'll have two periods of physical exercise on a roll, where all the 12th graders in the mixed classes participate together, you should make a move."
Blinking, he seemed exasperated, "How can I do that? I'm terrible at taking the lead on these things. And the coach never lets us off the hook unless we are sick."
Then I got closer to him, and on my toes I kicked his stomach with all my strength three times in a roll and he fell on the ground with a cry. "Solved. Tell that giant," and believe me, he's the tallest male in school, a 7'2 centaur, "that your stomach hurts like fuck. He'll let you off."
"You are crazy," he moaned in pain. "And strong."
"Thank you. I won't apologize because it felt good. Now, don't worry, I'll find a way to send Gabriel to stay with you and off the two periods. If you let me, I'll tell him you also like boys, and knowing that he'll definitely give the first step."
"You just met us yesterday, why are you helping?"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm doing this solely for him. And I may have met him a day ago, but in that short spam of time he's been more of a friend to me than anyone I've ever met around my age. So, I'll do my best to be a good friend to him too. I'm tired of losing people important to me," like my parents whom I last 7 years ago. "And you better not hurt him for as long as it lasts, or I'll kill you."
Dante seemed amused, "Thank you."
I rolled my eyes again, "Whatever. Now, you should leave. Go do something else before the period starts."
"Let me just," he looked down at his phone and I received a note that more 50 crowns had been transferred to my account. "Done. Thank you for the lunch."
"No need to thank me, you are paying for it."
"Still," he said getting up on the balcony, "I'm grateful. And thanks for the talk," then he jumped.
No. I wasn't one bit worried about him falling more than a mile to the ground, since wolf shifters can do that just fine. And it was better like that than going down the way he came up. After all, wolf shifters and vampires are indeed kind of hostile to each other. It would be unpleasant.
Then I turned around unbothered.
Well, the good side was that I got more money and I'm with 4175 crowns on my bank account. And what an easy money that was. Rich kids are ridiculously clueless by spend money thoughtlessly like that, nevertheless that is better for me. If I make around 4 to 5 drinks for him daily, I'll get an average of 600 to 750 crowns per day, without counting the additional 10 per questions that he might make.
That way, cutting off the Saturdays since it's our off day and we will be out of here to the underground city under D'Angelo, if we keep this going, in a average count of 25 to 27 monthly days, I'll be able to get from 15K to 20.250 crowns per month. He has no idea the deal he got himself into. I first said the 150 price per bottle half-joking knowing it would be expensive, but he has no idea of how much. Or maybe he does and doesn't care because he's just that rich.
Which isn't surprising since the Defiant Kingdom is the wealthiest together with the Crimson Kingdom and the Moondust Kingdom, on the surface. Beyond billionaires. So, it's not like I'm scamming him or anything, neither am I reaping him from his fortune. Spending from 15 to 20K crowns in a month is nothing to a Prince like him, and again, it benefits me more.
Come on. I need money since I don't have a filthy rich family to back me. And I'm not going to waste it all like that or anything. I'm very conscious with money, since I don't have enough to spend thoughtlessly and with whatever bullshit I want, like they do. I always overthink before spending it, and always do it in a way of investing in things that I actually need and love, instead of things that I'll use just once.
If there's one thing I think it's a lot better on our world that on the unaware world, is that we only have one monetary coin and it's the crowns, whereas the unawares have countless different coins, causing many of their countries to be poor and shit. While the crowns were created by the first Council of the Grim Reaper, millennials ago, to make the commerce between the great and minor Kingdoms, easier and fair.
That's one of the only things I like from the Ministry.
After I was done with my shake for lunch, I drank two full bottles of it, and prepared another one for me to take with me. This time in my 1.5L bottle, which I have with me in every time I have psychical activities like today. It's like a gym class, but as usual, we don't just train like in a gym, we do lots of stupid exercises and physical games. I kind of like it, although now it'll be different since it'll be with the all the students from my grade in the mixed classes.
Covering my upper body with a oversized lilac hoodie with a silver crescent moon in the middle, I let my hair lose but put a black tie on my right wrist, took my bag, my black-pitch thermal bottle with my shake, my dagger on my hip as always, and left. Softcore by The Neighborhood, played in my ears while I ignored all the gazes from everyone around me, while I headed to the main stadium where this class is set to happen, since it's the only place that fits all the mixed students from grade 12th.