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Eye of the beholder

The dark creature stretched out against the sheets lazily as she watched her pretty prey go from the room adorned once again in the cloak she thought could be the first of many upgrades the white haired beast would endow upon Sya. Her pale skin showing like fresh snow against the cream colored sheets as she watched her lover eventually tear her figure from the cool embrace of death. Softly moaning as she left her side after several sensual attempts to persuade the brown haired woman to stay in her arms. The creatures face a cute pout as she watched Sya leave the room blowing out the candles she had lit to help dress. As the door softly shut dividing her from temptation she slowly curled into a little ball holding a pillow that still clung to the innkeepers scent as her hostage. 

It was there the real fight began. The darkness in her chest quietly whispering its demands to be fed. Sweetly promising of pains untold if she did not comply. The demons face contorted into a pitiful plea of patience, that food would come but later. The void did not seem to be swayed from her lies. With a deep sigh she glanced about the room before her arms gathered the sheets about her figure tucking them about her slender body, she rose. The ruby eyes glanced at the door as she silently moved towards her unintended victim. Silent as death on wings of deep night she moved down the hall unfazed by the commotion of the door being broken or the loud shouting from below. She was a creature that had caught the scent of prey and she followed the succulent aroma to the door that barred her path of food. The slender hand reached for the metal latch and with a half turn it moved aside as if by providence before the dark nightmare knowing there was no prayer that could have saved the souls on the other side.

In an near half twist of her hips a single fluid motion she moved, turned, closed the door, and turned back on the balls of her feet as quiet as any specter or wraith. The beast licked its lips, savoring the meal to come. The drunk on the bed still freshly soaked in the steamy dreams of the bronze skinned server from the floor below. Pressing herself to the clothed back of Alex as she began to caress his red hair with her fingers slowly drinking in the sugar sweet essence of the lusty emotions. [color=a187be]"Yessss....."[/color] She whispered in a honey tone as the pale angel of death sipped from the well of life. The void slowly filling from the effort. Both becoming drunk from the feast. 

After a time Olivia felt the void quiet to a purr and pulled herself free of the loyal coachmen. He would sleep deeper but not as pleasantly as before. The tender emotions peeled from his very soul as the agent of sorrow silently left the room once more. Unaware of the brother that stirred just enough to shut his eyes again at the nightmare visage atop his brother. Mentally chanting a prayer to ward off her dark embrace. Already asleep once more even before Olivia had left the room. 

Tip toes gliding against the worn wooden floors without any tell the sheet clad beauty made her way back to the room like a poisonous serpent slithering to the cool underside of a pile of rocks, she would wait in the chamber for her lover to return. A smile on the pale lips as she enjoyed the silence from the cold pit inside her body still feasting off of the steamy emotions of her coachmen like a child with sweets.

[quote][color=8dc73f]“Olivia, Im fine, all handled. Ivor. I can at least partly understand.”[/color] She spoke from the other woman's arms and felt her body pressed against her own, skin sharing warmth and a level of emotional contentedness that was like diving into a hot bath, clean, warm and pure. [color=8dc73f]“Im fine… not hurttttt”[/color] She said with a rather exaggerated pitch as her fingers checked she was intact, though that place was not on a normal medical check. She purred at the actions and just curled herself deeper into her partner's warmth, emotional and physical.[/quote]

Half rising in the bed letting the sheet covering fall where it may as she smiled at the sight of her prey returning to the pale temptations of the room. The slender arms wrapping about the unclad figure pulling the smitten tavern keeper downward into deaths loving embrace. Olivia felt the flutter of her tiny bats flapping excitedly within her chest. [color=a187be]"Mmmm... I am so [i]very[/i] glad to hear that."[/color] She breathily whispered against the woman's slender neck. 

[quote]Turning her head to the window she saw movement still clearly from afar but was distracted again by more interesting, more close events… [color=8dc73f]“I'm not going anywhere. Least not for abit, you waited for me huh.”[/color] She said quietly with a soft tone and a smile that reached her eye and showed clearly. Reaching out she felt her way down the woman's side and found her hand and threaded their fingers together and held it loosely with a thumb making circles into the pale skin of her hand. 
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Looking at the window in the room gave the pale beauty full play to the slender flesh of Sya's neck to prey upon with tender kisses. [color=a187be]"Shhh..."[/color] she smiled reassuringly as she felt the fingers interlace with her own pulling her closer still and letting the hands rest about her figure beneath the sheets. Pulling a knee up against the outer hips of Sya as she wrapped about the helpless brunette like a large predatory constrictor. Though she didnt squeeze nearly as hard, it was still enough to show Olivia's prey to not leave her again. More venomous affection blessed the innkeepers flesh as she kept her ruby gaze into the blue jewel she had adored from the moment it shined over the pale beauty like a precious stone plucked from the heavens and set against a figure of Venus herself to tempt the nightmare into a soothing lullaby. Exchanging with words of her Sya with affection and tenderness, occasionally giving a nod or a smile as if she was listening, which Olivia should have been if not for her ...preoccupation of the cuddling taking precedence. 

[quote][color=8dc73f]“I Don,t wanna….”[/color] Sya said as she heard the distant chime of a clock sounding out with a bell in the marketplace. She would have to head down and work on the evening shift. She was too comfortable and had spent her time talking quietly and enjoying the soft bed, Sunni had spent rather a lot on this bed and it was very much worth the investment. [color=8dc73f]“I have to work, hungry people…”[/color] Sya said with a groan, she would work but it did not mean she had not found a rather pleasant way to pass the time. [color=8dc73f]“Inn keeping is hard work”[/color] Sya said, she was proud but yeah, some days she did want to just curled up and hide, Sya was … Accepted but the woman knew that the non blightborn who made up bulk of her trade did so because Sya was one of the civilised ones and one of the ones who has gone out of her way to smooth the road. 

 [color=8dc73f]“Help me?”[/color] Sya Said with a hope, no one had helped her braid her hair in a long long time and well. She wanted to be reminded of better times.[color=8dc73f] “Please”[/color] She said with a fragile hope in her voice. 
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Leaving her modestly against the pillow the white haired blight borne rose wearing only her devious smile, standing behind Sya. The slender fingers went to work with a French braid of the long earthen colored strands gazing lovingly at the intimate moment knowing the tavern keeper would be flaunting their intimate moments before a room of strangers and friends alike. The pale digits sinking into the dark brown strands to gently pulled her lovers face to the heavens as Olivia leaned over for a last moment kiss of tenderness that quickly turned to sensual longing. The nightmare sighed, [color=a187be]"I fear my room will no longer do. I will require this one."[/color] She playfully tugged on the braid. The tender tone changed to that of a stern mistress.[color=a187be]"I will accept no refusal."[/color] Giving a sinister smile.

When Sya left the room her mind cleared and the mind of the monarch returned, there was much to be done. The hour grew late, Olivia dressed to include the black shroud of a fur lined cloak, and like a ghost would leave the room. Looking out of her window she focused on a shadow in the alley and let herself be pulled toward it in a most inhuman manner. With a specters grace she phased to the alley from the room above and moved down the street silent as the grave. Yes there was much to be done. She had to find a guard or a person to point her to someone that might let the prince know death was at his door. 

The bear fur cloaked figure silently strode to a royal guard her red eyes kept hidden beneath the fur rimmed lining. Though she could feel his fear growing her recent feeding kept the darkness in check. Reluctantly she lowered her hood reveling the visage beneath. [color=a187be]"I am Olivia Tzimisce, lady of Durnatel. I have come at the behest of your Prince. Tell him that I am here in his realm and seek an audience to announce myself formally to him. I will be in the Eye of the beholder, a quant tavern in his new town."[/color] After feeling assured that her message would in fact be delivered she retired back to the inn and the warm bed of her new found love.  

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