Thread: A Bloody Cause ( Ava & Valanaer)

His reaction to the news was disturbingly calm and far from what she had expected. No need to worry, beast boy. I have a plan. I have not tried to fool my brothers since I ran of to the woods when I was far younger, but I am still as clever as I once was. The entire keep wreaks of your kin. I have the blood of your kind and mine covering my gowns. We simply move you... some other place. He probably was not going to like the alternative area, any more than she did. However it was a small sacrifice to having her brother lounging in her ante chamber and having fun with torturing and killing the lycan leader. However... it will also entail you walking a small distance. To.... She could not believe that these words were truly emerging from her lips. my bed chambers, and before you spew out any stupid, idiotic, prideful nonsense... remember that there are Sanguine Knights all around my home. Even in two days time I doubt you'll be able to run. She spoke to him as though he were a child. Like the simple canine her people depicted him to be. Like it or not he is my family and the closeness of you two is going to have me nervous beyond belief, but if you wish to stay alive, you have to go to this one thing. Not for me, but for yourself. Arguing the matter will get you no where. Eventually she stopped and rolled up the parchment and tossed it in the flames. The light of the fire reflecting in the green pools that were her eyes as she pondered the entire thing. She already felt the tenseness building up. If you could make it out of here alive, I would gladly have you leave, but as things stand... I doubt that will be happening. Besides, he will not be here for long. Only one night. Once more a yawn escaped her lips as the evening dragged on. So much stress. So many things to worry about. She closed her eyes for a moment, just to relax, as she sat in the chair. At some point she had gotten far too comfortable and dozed off. her little dream starting off as it always did. Running through the woods, laughter sounding through the air, but at some point it took a turn for the worse. A glance over her shoulder and he was gone and there was her brother Damion. Damion had him. He knew about her friend and was going to make an example of him. As tears threatened to spill down her cheeks in her dream, so did they in reality. Just as she closed her eyes to avoid the sight she woke up gasping and pressing a hand to her chest. Never before has she ever had a nightmare like that. For a few moments she forgot who else was in the room and even where she was. Why can't people just let me be? She spoke to herself aloud, which would probably not be a shock to anyone who knew her. I could have run away. I should have. It was a common statement uttered from her lips. Always wishing she had run off. Run away the very day her brothers found her in the woods. The tears were quickly blinked back before they could stain her fair cheeks. It was rare to see Gabriella cry, and she did not intend on adding to that number. Without another words she walked to her room and stripped herself of her attire and changed into an ivory sleeping gown. Modest, but it was rather flattering the way it hugged her chest and the rest of the gown flowed from there with flared sleeves. It was then that she remembered that she had to check on his front bandage and with a frustrated growl she snatched a blanket off of her bed and walked into the ante chamber, throwing it over his legs and went to work without a word. Making sure his wrappings were secure and that no blood was seeping any further. All appeared well and once the supplies were put away, the door was barred and she pulled the blankets up to his reach where he would not have to move to get them, lest he open up his wound.... again. Then into her bed chambers she walked. The cool nights were upon them and the air would seep through the cracks. She was bundled beneath her blankets with her door cracked and her eyes closed. The dark abyss was all that humbly greeted her. No nightmares and no dreams. She even fought to stay asleep, but it seem as though the fates would not give her that moment of peace she so desperately sought. Eventually she got dressed in a simple gown of forest green. Today she would have him moving a bit more. Even at the risk of his wound he could not remain in her ante chamber. By sun down she walked into the ante chamber where the enemy of her family was left when she went to sleep. She was still fighting off the slumber and yawned as she entered.