Thread: Blood Lust (Lady Bloody Ava & Erit of Eastcris)

Rosa was still seemingly dead the world. The noise that resounded from the interaction at her bed chamber doors. If only she could remember this peace when she finally awoke into this bloodbath of a world that she called her home. No dreams or nightmare plagued the dark and imagless void that was sleep. Rosa would be clueless when she awoke in her bed in the middle of the night. Turning in the comfort of her bed as she fought back reality, determined to remain in her sweet and silent stupor. The towel was once throw in and with a grown she sat up with her fingers laced in her luxurious tousled locks. Her lashes and lids laden with the beautiful spell of slumber that was slowly leaving her. With a reluctant and heavy sigh of relief she rubbed the remnants of sleep from her eyes and looked about the room. The wooden shutters of her archer window was cracked and she could see the light of the moon peering in. It was fairly quiet and in that silence she tried to remember what happened. Her memory was conflicting. Rosa was in her night gown and in bed, but she remembered Aerin having stopped by. The mission having been a success and little conversation and from there... nothing. Out of curiosity she tossed her blanket aside. Pausing to take note of her blood soaked bandage. The bleeding had eventually ceased, but it would still need a fresh bandage on it. Bare, petite feet met with the rug covered floor. Her head peeked out of her bedroom door to find no traced of Aerin. Her figure stood framed in the doorway. The flames beneath the mantle were fresh and crackling, suggesting that someone was in her parlour room recently. A quick bath was taken and she was dressed in a simple red dress before she walked out of the double doors. The remnants of a struggle awaited outside of her doors. Looking at one of the guards who stood as still as statues, one spoke, keeping his eyes averted as he spoke. My Lady, one of them went rabid earlier in the day. Beast tried to fight to get to you, but the man in your quarters killed him with ease. He left sometime ago, I'm afraid. We were told to see you to bed. So it wasn't a dream. Aerin had actually comeback. He had also terminated one of his own beings as well. Thank you. Rose replied before making her rounds through own home. For once it was nearly void of all bodies, but they would be filled up soon enough... unfortunately. Damn Lacceta... She sighed, speaking of Aerin, of course. No doubt he had gone back to his sister the moment the sun had set. Or so she safely assumed. A Lacceta saving a Beaumont's life? It was certainly something unheard of. Then again it was stupid for her to have fallen asleep with Aerin there. Silently she berated herself. Wondering if she was putting everyone's lives at risk for a little slice of peace that may never appear in her lifetime. Why am I over thinking things? Her frustration evident as she walked to the courtyard of her home and grabbed her bow and arrow. The woman firing shot after shot after shot. Nine out of ten arrows hitting in or just outside of the bullseye. It seemed to settle her nerves and clear her mind. If one would go mad, what would happen if they all did? An entire army's worth?Or maybe she wasn't done thinking, just yet.