"You are in a relationship with someone?" Delice watched how she tucked the phone away into her pant pocket. Laura hardly used that phone. This moment was strange for many reasons. "Who?" "That? It's not important." She flashed her a fanged grin, before they retracted. "Come, let me fix your hair for dinner. If we are lucky, the King will show up. If not, I will have to come up with more creative ideas to break you my brother's schedule." Laura walked over to her, observing her. "You've been out." Delice nodded stiffly, running her hand through her hair. "Where?" Her voice was determined, filled with a silent threat. Her hand held Delice's left arm, her grip painfully firmly. "Where?" Her smile was fanged again, but Delice didn't try to pull away or put up a fight. All she had to do, was answer her question. Laura wouldn't be mad if she had just answered her question the first time though. If this was quickly getting out of hand, then if was entirely her fault. "Where you

It was almost as if they would never get there. Zezi was losing strength in her legs as she trod through the bushy path of the forest she had decided to take to stay hidden, her hands aching from how many times she had to push long branches aside in order to keep moving foward. The branches were wet and they wiped across her cloth, leaving green and brown stains behind. The forest smelt of damp moss, the floor beneath her was a little muddy, her boots leaving prints behind. Had it rained?At a point, she had almost shifted into her wolf halfway, despite the risk that would be involved if that happened.It was already hard enough to hide her scent and her heart beat in human form, but in her wolf form, that was just ten times as hard. In fact the moment she would slip into her wolf form, barely seconds would pass by before her scent would be all over the place like a broken dam, her heart beat like thunders in the rain, deafening the ears.So she tried hard to remain on her two feet,

"Don't worry, Lady Zezi, my horse is very strong, a good bred, and she can take us both to somewhere with spectacular meal. I know a place." Delice bumped her shoulder lightly against Zezi's own. "You'll not regret it."Zezi didn't protest again, it was useless.Although dinning with the enemy wasn't her thing, but maybe this time, she could raise a white flag and allow a little bit of peace. Besides, when next did she know that she would have the opportunity to sneak out like this again. Lady Delice would be too careful next time. Her stomach rumbled again, although it was really low this time. They both busted into laughter as they headed towards the horse, but before they went too far off, Zezi turned to see the words carved upon the grave stone, singling it out and concentrating on it. Carved into the grey stone, were the letters hard to see under the dim moonlight."D...N..." But before she could read it completely and connect it all, Lady Delice was holding her hand and pull

"I am Akeem, follower of the White Circle, a messaneger of one of the High pillars. On behalf of the White Circle, My High Pillar offers you a hand of alliance. Are you here to take it?" He stretched his hand towards her again.Zezi's lips tugged upwards in a smirk and his lips slowly fell back into the thin line it had been in before.He was asking her this after he had already revealed his face and told her about "The White Circle"? They must be so confident in their powers to remain unfound if they wanted to be, because that had to be the only reason for going about things this way.He slowly stretched his hand more to her in a form of a handshake, like the only reason she had not accepted it the first time was because she hadn't seen it in the first place, but Zezi still disregarded it, folding her arms across her chest, her eyes concealed.She wasn't stupid, he still hadn't answered her question yet."What are you? You have no scent," her pearly white teeth came to sight, her lip

Feeling her body go weak, before it all crashed and her eyelids tore open."Are you alright?" Akeem asked. She leaned against the shelf for a moment, trying to regain herself and take in her environment, while she wiped the blood away from her nostrils. Her gaze moved to Akeem and her mind went over what he represented. An opportunity.An opportunity to take down the very person that had put her into this situation. They needed her to get to the King and she needed them, because she couldn't do it alone. None of the two sides could. Maybe their offer wasn't that terrible after all. Maybe they could work together.So even if they were not out to cause demise to all the vampires, as long as the King was part of the ones they targeted, having him out of the picture at any cost would make her satisfied.Although she still couldn't figure out how they could possibly kill him, they seem to have a witch in their midst, the witch should figure it out."Are you---""Yes," she stood uprigh