Thread: Opposite Ends ( Ava & ForeverMischievous )

It was clear, that Lydia wasn't about to let him keep the secret. Nor did he intend to keep it any longer. It had been a necessary one. They'd been taken in by their enemy, and they had to 'protect' their families and own interests. Although these two where very different things. Emmerick still had some sense of duty to his family, although their honor had dropped many folds. Her reaction to his offer of his name, caused him to raise a brow, looking over towards her, with a soft chuckle. I am most certainly not a Lord.. Would a Lord find himself on a front line. But fine.. Which ever kicks your Horses, just don't.. Call me a Holtest.. I am no longer certain, I wish to be referred to, as one of them.. Not with these secrets.. Not if they've kept secrets like this from me, and left me in the dark, about the true origin of this war.. If we fired the first shot.. I'll no longer mingle midst their ranks. He said, with a dismal voice, as his eyes drifted again. Emmerick smiled lightly at her apology, placing a comforting hand upon her shoulder. Do not apologize, Lady Ava.. Rather react, and find you well. If somewhat frightened. He said, smiling again as he leaned back in the chair. Amelia smiled as she admitted she was alright, before widening her eyes lightly, as she was hugged. Her cheeks couldn't help but lightly flush, before wrapping an arm around Ava as well. As Ava let go, so did Amelia, listening intently to her words of her nightmare. Amelia smiled lightly as she paused, placing a warm, gentle hand upon Ava's hip. It was just a dream, Lady Ava.. We're still here.. She said with a comforting voice, Emmerick observing the two, with a slightly risen brow. But he shouldn't really be surprised. Amelia would befriend anyone around her, without even knowing her heritage had something to do with it. It was subtle, and didn't force any feelings forth, only empowered those there was already potential for. Anyone who'd hate her for any reason, would never fall for her seduction. But those with warmth in their heart for their next, like Ava, is easily enchanted by the charm of her eyes. Emmerick kept his eyes on Ava's as she asked him, breathing in deeply, before sighing lightly, with a short shake of his head. I am afraid.. Not. We stroke up a conversation, instead.. He explained, before Lydia caught their attention. His eyes drifted towards her, and he rolled them lightly with a sigh. So incredebly discreet, aren't you? Lady Lydia.. He said with an annoyed voice, as Amelia fought to hold back a giggle, smiling lightly. As Ava spoke, Emmerick held his hands a bit out, to interrupt her. No.. No, Lady Ava.. Madam Lydia.. Does.. In fact, speak the truth.. The Holtests are, indeed, creatures of the night. He admitted at first. However.. Most of the Holtests, do not know of the connection with the Lock. How the Lock.. Evolves their powers.. He continued, as Amelia's hand gently stroked Ava's hip, hoping desperately she wouldn't overreact, or disbelieve him. And.. My name, is not Evanchest.. Mi'Lady.. I am sorry, yet I could not run any risks at this time.. When I first came here, I still had my families interests in mind.. My name is Emmerick.. Emmerick Holtest. He finally admitted, causing Amelia to sigh softly, and squirm just a bit closer to Ava. We deeply apologize for lying to you, Lady Ava.. But. We where afraid.. We knew you not at that time.. She tried to apologize for their deceit. But then as Lydia said, that Ava would have to remain here, he narrowed his eyes lightly, in a thoughtful gaze.. If my father knows this.. Knows of this connection between the Lock's.. He will see this as a chance. He will bulk up his army, and attack here.. Lydia.. If she, or anyone else remains here.. They will be met by Holtest's Muskets, before Lock's. If we leave.. Ava, and everyone else here, will have to do the same, for their own safety.. And if we stay here.. he groaned softly as he shook his head and gazed downwards. I don't think I could convince my father, and especially not my brothers, to not abuse the chance at Lock blood.. I just don't think I can.. They don't trust me any more.. I've been dishonored. He said with a frown across his lips, as he looked down upon Lady Ava. Lady Ava.. If you've ever had it in your heart to trust someone, who probably didn't deserve that trust. Then trust me.. Trust Amelia.. I wish to help you.. But I can't, with the knowledge I have now.. We have to leave the Estate. He knew she had the last word, not Lydia, so she was the one he spoke to, with this mater. If Amelia's hand or Ava hand't been moved, Amelia'd gently stroke her hip again, as she looked to her. Please.. You must trust us.. I do not wish to see you hurt. Especially not by the Holtests.. Amelia begged, with a saddened voice.