~ Lumiére's POV ~Lumiére shook his head, his patience running thin. "I really don't care, Reagan," he said firmly, his voice laced with irritation. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, hoping that he could approach the situation rationally, "I want every single penny returned before the end of today."" You can't really expect me to refund the money. I gave it out in your name. Plus, you have your name stamped at the entrance of the library. The people's hero…" Reagan muttered.Lumiére rolled his eyes, as if he wanted that. In the next hundred years, the humans will all be dead leaving behind their children." …oh yes, I actually do expect you to refund those funds...I also don't want my name there too, so take it down." He ordered and climbed out of the opened door.He wasn't angry about the money - it wasn't even a dent in his account. What he was truly upset about was the fact that the chief librarian had probably pocketed a significant portion of that money. He w
~ Lumiére's POV ~“… my point exactly. We can’t afford to move the battle arm of the High Lord now. Not when we might be invaded by unknown forces…” the man from the West said with a smirk.He couldn't help but roll his eyes as the man from the West played the same "protect the High Lord" card that they always did. It was clear that they were more concerned about their own status and power than anything else.He rolled his eyes, catching the glare Reagan threw his way.“ The only solution is to find a wife for the High Lord. A task the East Sanctuary is failing terribly at…” Lord Brennan muttered.As Lumiére listened to the exchange between the elders, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration welling up inside him. He rubbed his lips with his index finger, a gesture of annoyance that he couldn't suppress. The elders should have seen it, hell noticed it but they continued. It was as if they were deliberately ignoring his wishes.Elder Wharton's comment only added fuel to the fi
~ Raven's POV ~Raven had spent the entire day jumping from one place and crises to the other, avoiding death and searching for answers to the questions that had been plaguing her. So, when she finally arrived back at her apartment, she was exhausted and completely engrossed in her thoughts. She opened the door, fully expecting to be alone, but to her surprise, Katie was there- she could hear her friend moving around the kitchen, and her apartment was filled with the sweet scent of something delicious cooking in the kitchen.Raven couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as she realized that she had completely forgotten about her plans to have dinner with Katie that evening. She made her way over to the kitchen area, dragging a stool to sit on as she greeted her friend."Hey," she said, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I kind of get the notion that you forgot about dinner," Katie replied, her tone slightly accusatory.Raven let out a sigh, giving Katie a tight-lipped smile as she apo
~ Raven's POV ~Raven felt grateful to have a friend like Katie, someone who was always there for her no matter what. She vowed to tell her everything once she figured out what was going on. Raven let out a sigh and turned to face Katie. "Do you ever feel like you're not in control of your own life?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Katie turned to look at her, concern etched on her face. "What do you mean?" she asked."I mean, like you're not living the life you want to live. Like you're stuck in a situation that you can't escape from," Raven replied, trying to keep her voice steady.Katie sat up, facing her friend. "Is that how you feel, Raven?" she asked softly.Raven nodded, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. "It's just hard, you know? Everything is so different now, and I feel like I'm losing myself," she said, her voice cracking.Katie reached out and took Raven's hand, squeezing it gently. "You're not losing yourself, Raven. You're still you, you're just… di
~ Raven's POV ~For a moment, Raven was taken aback. She didn't know who this man was, and she couldn't understand why he would suggest that she did. But even as she tried to puzzle it out, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something familiar about him, something that she couldn't quite put her finger on.She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't think we've met before."The man's expression didn't change, and Raven could tell that he didn't believe her. She wondered what he was trying to accomplish by playing this game with her.As she waited for his response, she found herself studying him more closely, trying to decipher the meaning behind his words. She couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as she looked into his cold, calculating eyes.Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he spoke again. "I think you know who I am," he said in a low voice. "And I think you know why I'm here.""Nice try,"
~ Lumiére's POV ~ The garden was a serene oasis, a secluded haven within the confines of the sprawling mansion. The tranquility of the space was expected, given that it was a closed off area of the house, accessible only to a select few. The meticulous care bestowed upon the garden was evident, with every flower in full bloom, exuding fragrances that tantalized the senses.For Lumiére, the garden served as a refuge, a place where he could gather his thoughts and clear his head after the endless meetings that seemed to plague his every waking moment. The elders, he mused, were probably still in the meeting room, engaged in a heated discussion over trivial matters. He knew them well, their propensity for bickering until they exhausted themselves, only to regroup and convene once more in their respective sanctuaries.As he sat in the peaceful garden, he heard a rustling by his side, causing him to snap his head towards the source of the sound. The gardens were supposed to be vacant, cl
~ Lumiére's POV ~Once Lumiére was outside the garden, he allowed himself to become visible again as he walked down the long hallway, lost in thought.'The elders should have all gone back to their respective Sanctuaries by now,' he mused to himself, pondering on the many things he still had to accomplish.As Lumiére turned the corner, his steps faltered, and he came to an abrupt stop. He glanced up and saw the figure of an elder standing at the end of the stairs, waiting for him. Lumiére couldn't help but sigh as he realized who it was. "Probably not," he thought to himself as he descended the stairs."I would have expected you to have been long gone by now Lord Ramona," he muttered, not even bothering to hide his displeasure.Lord Ramona turned to him, his face expressionless. "I had urgent matters to discuss privately with you, so I had to wait," he said, his voice devoid of any emotion.Lumiére snorted, feeling the irritation build within him. "I guess you’re in luck today, thou
~ Lumiére's POV ~“ I see…” Lumiére chipped in.“But that isn’t what I wanted to discuss with you…” the man said.Oh!, Lumiére arched a brow at that.Lord Ramona became serious and shifted in his seat, “ There have been invasions…” the man said.Lumiére frowned, “ invasions?” he asked, confused.The man nodded, “ Yes My Lord, lately, my scouts have sighted two unknown men trying to invade the West Sanctuary… I don’t know what they had been looking for, but they fled when they were caught…” he said.Lumiére was intrigued by the news of the invasions. He furrowed his brows, trying to make sense of the situation. What could these unknown men have been looking for in the West Sanctuary? he thought.“ …and that is it?...you didn’t go after them?” he fired.The man sighed, rubbing his forehead, “We did, but lost them…”“ how is that possible… how do trained Vampire guards lose a target. How ?” “ They were fast my Lord. I saw the video footage. They were able to be captured in it because we