Thread: My Present! Mine! { Agnores x TinyThings }

She laughed at his joke, revealing her fang on the right corner of her mouth again. Now that he was sure he wouldn't immediately be killed, Linden's fear had subsided he was able to appreciate how cute the sight was. When she placed her palm against his chest and began to stroke up towards his neck, however, Linden's breath caught. It showed that no matter how sure he was that he would not be killed in the next few hours at least, he still feared what Avella was. Linden forced his breathing back to normal, keep his face set and his fear hidden as best he can. He watched as he smile gained an almost lustful tinge to it as she stroked down his chin, something that caused confusion in Linden. What could that grin have meant? He wasn't he exactly enjoyed its prospects. Still, he focused on answering her question, using it as a way to distract himself from her touch and the sight of that grin on her face. As he spoke, her expression turned thoughtful this was good news to Linden. It meant his men might just live, might just make it out of here. She stayed near him, and did not hit him as the other vampire would have. Linden watched as her gaze became almost pout-y and fell to the ground, and Linden began to wonder if he had just saved his men. Though, if the glare he was receiving from her father behind her was any indication, he had just as likely doomed them. When he finished speaking, Avella looked back up at Linden, a small smile on her face. This...this was a good sign, right? As she spoke her reply, Linden's face darkened. It took everything he had not to interrupt her, inform her that her people were monsters, and deserved whatever fate would become of them if humans found out about them. She wasn't wrong, he knew. If he men were set free, they would immediately return to their postings and inform their superior officers of what had happened. A squadron of troops would go and investigate, and with all likely hood, the vampires would be found. With that, a war would have started. As super-human as these creatures were, Avella made a very good point there was an infinite amount more of humans than there ever would be of vampires. Out of sheer numbers, the humans would win that fight. To Linden, this was a good thing. The world would be rid of monsters. As beautiful as this girl was before him, she was still a monster. A monster that deserved death. What happened next took Linden by surprise. An off-hand comment about vampires risking exposure caused her father to hiss from behind them, drawing Linden's attention to him. Her decree that his men would be free from being drained, and simply used as slaves served to make Linden feel only slightly better, but he idly wondered what authority she had to declare that. Her father apparently had the same thought, growling low and turning to them. When he spoke, Avella hissed loudly, like a very large cat. Linden took a few steps back out of surprise, the remaining guard holding out his arm and roughly pushing Linden forward again. Avella was shouting, and her father actually looked afraid. The vampire took a few steps back, but when her piece had been said, he had simply hissed and stalked from the room, taking the other guard with him. Linden stared wide-eyed at Avella, who had begun to circle him. He turned to her after the others had left, his expression back to normal. This girl had authority, and assuming there was some respect or fear for it among the other vampires, his men would be safe. They might actually be set free at some point. A surge of gratitude shot through him towards this vampire. Her expression told Linden that she was trying to remember something, and Linden could only be curious as to what. A few moments later, she shot him a question about wives, and what was behind such a partnership. Linden was taken aback by the question, glancing away for a second as he considered how to answer the question. He knew now that this girl had some power. The others seemed to fear her, even her own father. This meant that if he could get in good, he'd be safe. And maybe even have some power. He looked back at Avella, his eyes fixed on her. He forced himself to seem to relax, sighing. I don't know why the gave it such a funny word. However, as for what is behind it, its simple. When a man sees a woman who thinks is beautiful, Linden started as he smiled at her with a warm smile. He immediately knows that she must be his. He spends all of his time trying to prove his worth to her, and if he succeeds, she knows that no other man is for her. Its love, a feeling not many feel. Its a need to be with that person, no matter what. Linden chuckled, glancing away for her for a second. Not that I have ever experienced this. Its just what I have gathered about it. He shrugged a little. Linden glanced around the cave, taking in the sights. So as...what did you call me? 'Your Little Lieutenant'? So, as Your Little Lieutenant, what will my jobs around here be? What is expected of me? He looked back at her, his smile gone. He figured he might as well try and get the terms of his enslavement down, and try to please her as much as possible in that way. Maybe that would mean he could go free when his men did. The thought gave him hope, so he clung to it.