Seeing that Stephan was unable to speak and attention was being pulled to them, Dahlia placed a hand over Eder's hand to make him calm down. This worked like magic. His deadly aura lessened. Only then Stephan could speak again.
"huh… ahem… excuse me.. I didn't mean to interrupt your moment" he stammered, sweating.
"but you did" Eder said annoyed.
"I just came to fetch you, Mr Galann" Eder narrowed his eyes. "just so I can introduce you to a few people" Stephan explained fast, seeing the distrust in Eder's eyes.
"you should go" Dahlia told Eder. He glanced at her, his murderous gaze, which he had thrown at Stephan just now was now to be found, it turn to a concern look. The to of her voice alerted him. Butshe wasn't looking at him, she was looking down at her hands, that she had clenched into her dress.
"then you come with me" he told her, not wanting to leave her alone.
"no, I… I have to excuse my self" she said. Then stood up and left them alone.
Eder and Stephan watched her back until she disappeared out of the hall. Eder then turned his gaze back at Stephan.
"s-so are you c-coming?" Stephan asked Eder, he was suddenly polite all his bravery had vanished.
Eder stood up and walked over to the man, like a predator stalking it's prey, ready to pounce on it at any time. Stephan suddenly felt small under this man's gaze and he felt cold sweat trickle down his spine and he wished to be anywhere but under this man's murderous gaze.
"where?" Eder asked for the lead.
"uh.. th-this way" Stephan showed the way and started walking before Eder followed.
Dahlia reached the toilet, breathing heavily. It was starting again. Her body was hot and her breathing came out in short pants. When she looked down at her nails, they had elongated, and when she looked at the mirror her fangs were out. Could this get any worst? Yes it could. If she kept up with this, she would turn weaker. What choice did she have? many, but she just wanted to choose the hard way as always.
Dahlia drew in a deep breath to calm herself. It should be okay. It had to be okay. She opened the tap and poured some water on her hands then to her face, to refresh herself.
Just when she started to feel calmer, her nails returned to their normal length and her fangs slowly retracted. The door opened and some people walked in. She immediately regained her composure, as if she wasn't shaking a while ago. She pretended to be adding touches to her make up. She pulled out a red lipstick from her purse.
Some women walked in while giggling and between them was Elena Martins.
"oh, look girls. We have the honor of being together in a restroom with the great Dahlia Quinn" Elean said with sarcasm. However, the girls didn't mind her tone. They looked awed at Dahlia who was applying some red lipstick.
"oh God!"one of them exclaimed, approaching her. "you are Dahlia Quinn?" she asked with clear admiration shining in her eyes. The two others, except for Elena, just stayed back and watched.
"in the flesh" Dahlia replied with a surprisingly neutral tone, not cold.
"oh, I heard so much about you and I looked forward to meet you. I am Sol Bejarra" the woman extended her hand for a shake.
In normal times, Dahlia would ignore humans, especially the over excited ones but right now she didn't. For whatever reason, she shook the woman's hand. That invited courage to the other women who approached her too and started asking her a few questions.
Dahlia quickly felt overwhelmed. She felt like leaving but those nosy human females were not letting her. Thankfully for her Elena came to her rescue.
"Say, Dahlia" Elena spoke with contempt. The others shut up and let Elena speak.
"I didn't give you permission to call me by my name, Ms Martins" Dahlia replied coldly.
"sorry, Ms Quinn. I just thought that as sex partners of Eder we could be friends. As I have more experience with him," her expression turned to a naughty smile"I could give you some advice about what he likes,and how he likes it." she half bit her lips lightly.
Dahlia stepped closer to the woman. She looked calm externally but Elena suddenly flinched when Dahlia's aura flared coldly around the room like invisible tendrils raging out and aiming wrapping around Elena threatening to suffocate her. Even the other women stepped back from them.
"I have no advise to receive from a woman like you and never dare to think that you are worthy of being my friend" Dahlia replied.
Elena became quiet and could not even blink. What was this that this woman had that gave shivers like this? She could swear that Dahlia's face had turned dark for a brief moment. However, everything disappeared very fast as if it was all just an illusion, a pure figment of her imagination.
Elena had a hard time to regain her composure. She tried to look unaffected but it was hard - impossible. She drew in a few deep breaths to calm herself and when she thought she was, she crossed her arms under her breasts. This woman was surely not normal. The fact that everyone seem to fall for her was irking Elena already and now this. This woman was nothing near beautiful and she was arrogant even. Elena found herself more beautiful and more attractive than Dahlia. She couldn't understand why Eder,Stephan and everyone seem to worship her like she was some sort of goddess.
Her eyes trailed over the length of Dahlia's body with disgust. There was nothing spectacular about that woman, she thought. However, there was something about her that was different. She had the vibes like Eder's. It was like they were made from the same hands. Then her eyes fell on the red lipstick that Dahlia held.
"fine" Elena said getting over the tension. "can I lend your lipstick?" she asked with a fake smile.
Dahlia handed it to her. Elena took the small lipstick tube and eyed it on all angle with disdain.
"where did you get it from? I have never seen this mark anywhere and I can assure you that I know the top quality marks of make up." she said with a haughty tone, implying that this lipstick might be of low quality since she didn't know it.
"there is always a first time, Ms Martins. You can have this one as a gift, before it becomes popular enough for you to see it" Dahlia replied with the haughty tone she knew so well how to use. Then she walked out of the restroom.
Elena gritted her teeth and put the lipstick down on the sink with a loud clunk before she walked out of the restroom.
Sol picked it and looked at it with twinkle in her eyes.