The Town Square was busy. Women in brightly coloured dresses bustled about, chatting noisily, packages wrapped in brown paper tucked under their arms. A steady stream of people were exiting Madame Marie's, carrying large heavily padded boxes made of dark blue pinstriped silk for the men, pink tourmaline silk with patterns for the women.
Elizabeth stared at them longingly. The Season, the time of the year when extravagant dinner parties, balls and large charity events were held, was just in a few days. Usually, at this time, Elizabeth's closet would already be filled with new dresses, her shoes cleaned and polished and her jewelery laid out for her to choose which to wear. Her mother would already be busy sending out invites for their famous yearly Davenport dinner.
Suddenly she felt like she was being watched. Slowly, her gaze travelled downwards, and she found a small boy staring at her. His light blonde hair was swept to the side by the wind, almost poking his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice.
Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that someone had finally found her. Tentatively, she smiled at the boy, but instead of smiling back at her, started walking backwards, his eyes wide. Then, he let out a bloodcurdling scream and ran into the very centre of the Town Square.
Elizabeth knew that it was time to run. Quickly, hiding her face under the wide hood of her cloak, fled the alley, taking the back passage through the woods. At a far distance, she heard the sound of approaching hooves, heading her direction. For the first time, she felt a little smug for being a vampire, because she knew she could outrun the horses at anytime, no matter how good the rider was.
To her left, separating the thinner forest from the thicker woods, was a stream of flowing river. The water was dark grey, and she could see her reflection clearly in the water. Finally, she understood what made the boy scream. Her eyes, usually a clear colour, alternating from emerald green to blue green, was completely dark. Even the whites of her eyes were black. Her hair, usually so sleek and smooth, was unruly and tangled, with bits of leaves caught in them.
A gasp escaped her mouth when her eyes glinted red for a while, followed by a flash of thirst in her throat.
Her thoughts flickered to Chantal. Chantal might help her. They were best friends, right? Why wouldn't she? And if she didn't want to help her, well..
Sighing, Elizabeth cupped her hands and scooped up some water from the river and drank it slowly, ignoring the queasy feeling in her stomach. Then, she wiped her hands dry on her cape and pulled the wide hood over her face again.
Chantal never thought that something like this could ever happen to her.
If someone had said that she would be bitten by a vampire and then recruited by the another vampire, who wanted her best friend dead, she would have laughed at that someone. After reporting them to the authorities, of course, since ideas about dark creatures were not....entertained.
Sighing, she undid the clasp of the pearl necklace around her neck and placed it gently in its blue velvet box. Then, with the same slow movement, she untied the rope of diamonds around her hair and placed it in another box. She could've asked her maid to help her, bu for some reason, she felt like being alone tonight.
Tiredly, she slipped on her white lace dressing gown and cinched it around the waist, when she heard a sudden loud clanging noise outside her balcony. A figure wearing a black cape that was far too large appeared outside.
Chantal froze, not knowing what to do.
' That's Elizabeth,' Danae hissed at her and Chantal started slightly. She can talk to me telepathically?
' Elizabeth?' Chantal called out hesitantly, walking towards the balcony. A long stretch of silence followed this.
' Can I come in? Please?' Elizabeth's voice sounded small.
' Of course,' Chantal instantly replied. She couldn't help but stare critically at the state of her hair and dress. ' You look....terrible.'
Elizabeth sighed loudly and settled herself on the bed, looking out of place. ' Can I please stay here for a while? Without your parents knowing?'
' Say yes,' Danae hissed again. ' Be nice to her.'
' Of course you can,' she said out loud, walking to her bedroom door and locking it. ' You're my best friend before and you're still my best friend now.'
SORRY KINDA SHORT.
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