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Margot

Author: Elle Zimmermann
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-12 23:58:24

The sound of 90’s pop filled the room as I got dressed for bed. My hair was wet and dripping down my back as I finished my last little bit of skincare. Today was hard, and I welcomed the distraction of the music as I considered what Nathaniel had orchestrated today.

I had spoken with my father a few days ago, asking him about Vivienne’s death. He was flabbergasted that I was bringing up the worst day of his life, but Nathaniel and I needed to know. I would have sworn that I saw her when we went to the city last week. After speaking to him, I had lost all hope of her being alive. Father had seen her body. He had held her in his arms in the morgue. He saw the dental records, her possessions, and her infamous tattoo. It was her.

Nathaniel wanted to be sure though. So today, he had her body dug up from the dirt. Quietly. I am not sure how he did, seeing as he wasn’t her next of kin, but my husband, the billionaire had pulled strings and gotten her unburied, DNA tested, and reburied wi
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  • The Crimson Accord   Nathaniel

    The silence of the Court chamber is suffocating. Tension spreads between the others sitting across from me. The table seems larger today, like the distance between us is wider than ever before. I don’t know how much the others know, but they will want to hear my side of things. I have to justify killing Lucien. I let out a deep breath and focused a bit too hard on my watch. The hands don’t move. There’s a large crack down the middle that splinters into tiny fissures on the glass. At some point last night it was broken. Just another example of the damage large and small Lucien caused. Eira coughs and I glance at her, realizing how much healthier she looks. Her stub is bandaged and she rests it against the table. Sasha looks unhappy per usual, his suit doesn’t have a wrinkle on it, as if he hasn’t been working all day. Julian sits next to me, obviously uncomfortable. An invite to our table was unprecedented. But he needed to be officially absolved of his crime. He earned his seat here

  • The Crimson Accord   Margot

    Soft voices bring me out of my slumber. The light on our nightstand is soft, casting shadows around me that I can’t quite make out in my hazy state. I feel like I was hit by a truck. Whatever bruises I had must have set in during my sleep. I tried to move toward the sound, but instead I was greeted with a wave of pain. Hunger hit me in my stomach, reminding me I had barely eaten lately.Outside it was pitch black. I had no idea what time it was but the voices were feminine which told me Nathaniel must not be here. Fear struck me for a split second before I remembered that he said Abigail was going to watch over me. It seemed silly when he told me, but now I was grateful to not be alone. She wasn’t in the room, but her voice made me feel safe. Considering my entire immediate family was wiped out in the past year, except for my cousins, she was the only sister I had left. I had grown to appreciate her spark and kindness. Even now as she whispered, her soft sigh hinted at her tirednes

  • The Crimson Accord   Nathaniel

    Margot doesn’t stir. She’s dreaming somewhat peacefully against the pillow I moved in place of my body. Every so often, she mutters in her slumber. Her body is curled, our bed sheet pulled up to her chin. I can see the soft curves where her hips meet her upper thighs and my cock grows hard at the thought. But I suffer through the erection and sit on the edge of the bed, watching her sleep. Cassia had made it clear that she needed bedrest. I wanted her to be involved in what was happening. A respectful partnership between the humans and vampires could be facilitated if they saw Margot by my side. But I couldn’t traumatize her anymore. We hadn’t really spoken about her father. I felt obligated to tell her what I knew about Vivienne, but I wouldn’t push the discussion of her father’s body in a makeshift morgue on the back of the property. For an hour, all I did was watch her. I can still hear her cries in the shower, my heart breaking again for my wife. She hadn’t seen death like me.

  • The Crimson Accord   Margot

    The water runs pink for what feels like hours. But eventually, I see that it’s clear and I assume that the blood is off of me. When I slipped in the ballroom, I hadn’t expected to wear someone’s blood for so long. It wasn’t lost on me that I washed away the last remnants of life from someone. I didn’t know who. And I think that might have been the worst part. Nathaniel runs the washcloth over every crevice my body has. He is so gentle that it makes me realize how close I was to death. Whatever last piece of stone facade I was attempting to wear had dropped in the shower and I wept softly. I cry for those that died, my family that has been broken even more, but mostly I cry for the confusion. How did I get tangled up in this? I look up to my wonderful husband, the vampire King and see that he doesn’t hold the same confusion. I don’t know what Lucien said to him, but I suspected their conversation answered all of the unasked questions that lied between us in the small space. He scru

  • The Crimson Accord   Margot

    I drifted in and out of sleep. It grew quiet as the adrenaline left everyone’s bodies and pure exhaustion took over. We were safe but the shadow of doubt hung over us as we waited our chance to go upstairs and survey the damage. All I wanted was to crawl into my bed and cry. I couldn’t grieve. Not really. Not here. Deep down though, I knew I couldn’t handle seeing the chaos leftovers that lingered in the hallways above me. I waited patiently, not wanting to see any more dead bodies today. Grieving meant that I would eventually need to make plans for my father’s funeral. I expected my cousins would need guidance with my aunt’s will. I wondered how we would frame this. A car accident? I was glad it wasn’t my job to come up with that lie. Julian and a guard had taken turns dropping off food and blood for us. It was nothing special, homemade pizza and blood bags, but taking that first bite I realized how out of touch I truly was. It felt like a privilege to eat, like I was so lucky to b

  • The Crimson Accord   Nathaniel

    The echoes of boots and broken glass echoed the halls as Sasha and I navigated the debris. The scent of lemon oil filled the air around me. Around ten staff members had volunteered to help clean up. I wouldn’t force them to clean up this wreck. Luckily we had enough guards willing to help that it would be done soon. Each room was swept for bodily fluids. Broken vases and windows were swept up. Sasha and I had spent the past hour boarding up windows. It was fast and efficient. Gratitude poured out of me for my people. The humans here showed perseverance that wasn’t easy without immortality looming over you like the Eternal Order. Sasha and I discussed plans as we walked, helping as we saw some struggle. A few times, I had to tell someone to take a break, a breather from the nauseating destruction. The sun was shining bright on Tencrest Manor. It was a new day. But the remnants of the damage Lucien did would last for years to come. I would have to earn trust from everyone back. Secure

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