|As darkness consumes it all, the seething emotions linger.|
Of course, the response he desired was not quickly produced. Instead, this pair of hunters pointed those weapons at him which were created to eliminate his kind. How pitiful. They were completely ineffective against him. How unfortunate as well. He does not have the patience to waste his time on such warmongers as themselves. Yet before he could do anything, his main purpose for coming here appeared before him. How he had found her so easily? It was due to their twisted bond. This matrimony, this contract which was drawn to their very soul served as a chain of unrelenting connection. A matter, he takes advantage and at the same time, irritates him on many occasions. But as he had said to himself, this was a mean to an end for him.
The girl looked at him with those grey eyes of hers. He did not look away as he met them with his ash onyx ones. His gaze never flinched nor blink as it delivered a sense of authority and a good measure not to create a problem for him. After all, he was not in the mood to play trivial games in regards to the people around them at the moment. Clearly, he was also not the kind to hesitate in taking lives whether to be innocent or not especially if they were hunters. In any case, the girl seemed to understand this as she simply gave her words of thanks and proper goodbyes.
Seeing this, the pure-blood turned his back at this and left the front porch. There was no need for him to offer words of gratitude. He had placed the responsibility to take care of her to the prefect. It was not a favor and thus, there was no need. Anyway, he was now on the grounds. He knew the girl will follow him unless she wanted a second coming of what happened at the ball here. Looking casually at his tool, he could see the injuries she sustained. It was nothing fatal and would heal accordingly. He expected it that much after all, the girl would need such regenerative ability and tolerance to pain when dealing with him.
Speaking of which, he would need to discuss specific details of what she had done at the ball with her. He knew her ability to manipulate the element of ice. It is why he had created the mark between them. However, he did not know about the other one which she showcased by healing his own injury. The wound inflicted by Allessa was not life-threatening. It would not have killed him but at the moment, his body betrayed him and did not regenerate as fast as he had intended. This was probably from his lack in ingesting blood. The pills in the end were not enough to satisfy his hunger. However, he would not lower himself to feeding on humans or vampires alike. He was more than that and this was for his pride alone.
Then, there was her bold statement about his death being only allowed by her. The frightened girl who would tremble and ran away from his kind especially to him was now stating words which can be her end. She had indeed changed and truthfully, he does not see that as a bad thing entirely. "Lady Haruka!" It effectively destroyed his trail of thoughts. The source was none other than his familiar Sodom. He truly finds it incredibly wrong in all accounts how such a creature was created from his blood. They were nothing alike at all. In any case, Sodom latched onto Haruka with much happiness. The black familiar had already returned to the usual form which Haruka had grown accustomed to.
"We were so worried about you especially Master!" Of course, Azriel glared at the familiar for feeding the girl complete nonsense. He was only here to reacquire his property. There was nothing romantic nor sentimental in his coming here. Sodom noticed invisible daggers from his back and instinctively hid behind Haruka. He could never understand his Master's shyness (this was his innocent opinion) about such things. They were husband and wife, right? It was natural to worry. "Lady Haruka, Master is scaring me!" The pure-blood would not want nothing more but to blow Sodom into pieces. However, there was still something inside him which completely allows him to ignore such facets of his familiar.
Hearing the girl's query, Azriel responded in an almost bored manner. "You must have left your brains somehwere. There is no other place you are allowed to be but at the estate." Of course, there was the normal Nouralail pure-blood who does not waver in his insults to the girl. At the same time, Cross Academy will be out for the break. In short, they will staying at Nouralail Estate for two weeks before classes resume. Moreover due to her stunt at the ball, he was certain a lot of questions will be raised towards him. In which, he will have to be more wary about the people around him and her safety. She is perceived human but has abilities only pure-bloods could possess. Many will be interested about her and he does not take kindly to that at all.
The conversation between them was interrupted when the prefect called their attention. Azriel glanced at the prefect with his usual coldness which would make anyone feel unwelcome and to stay away. She wanted to know if that man was still alive. His eyes narrowed in irritation of being reminded that he had failed on killing that King and that person who destroyed his family. "He will be dead soon enough." His words were delivered with clear conviction interlaced with seething anger. It was like being thrown at the peak of an ice glacier with nothing on. He then turned his attention back to his wife.
He grabbed hold of Haruka's wrist and dragged her without much consideration or delicacy. They soon reached an awaiting car with the insignia of the Nouralail. He opened the door and threw the girl inside in which he followed in afterwards. Once the car door was shut. The vehicle went on its way. As for Azriel, he leaned on his seat and then closed his eyes. It was only then he felt so tired. He did exert much of his power and lost a considerable amount of blood which matched his inner turmoils. Who knew he could feel exhausted with just that? It was probably because of that he did not notice himself falling asleep quickly. Nor did he foresee a small bump on the road. It nudged his position as he slipped to the side. Soon enough, his head was now on Haruka's shoulder while he continued to sleep with those even breaths of his and a face so tired which was the first ever had seen him as such.
The girl looked at him with those grey eyes of hers. He did not look away as he met them with his ash onyx ones. His gaze never flinched nor blink as it delivered a sense of authority and a good measure not to create a problem for him. After all, he was not in the mood to play trivial games in regards to the people around them at the moment. Clearly, he was also not the kind to hesitate in taking lives whether to be innocent or not especially if they were hunters. In any case, the girl seemed to understand this as she simply gave her words of thanks and proper goodbyes.
Seeing this, the pure-blood turned his back at this and left the front porch. There was no need for him to offer words of gratitude. He had placed the responsibility to take care of her to the prefect. It was not a favor and thus, there was no need. Anyway, he was now on the grounds. He knew the girl will follow him unless she wanted a second coming of what happened at the ball here. Looking casually at his tool, he could see the injuries she sustained. It was nothing fatal and would heal accordingly. He expected it that much after all, the girl would need such regenerative ability and tolerance to pain when dealing with him.
Speaking of which, he would need to discuss specific details of what she had done at the ball with her. He knew her ability to manipulate the element of ice. It is why he had created the mark between them. However, he did not know about the other one which she showcased by healing his own injury. The wound inflicted by Allessa was not life-threatening. It would not have killed him but at the moment, his body betrayed him and did not regenerate as fast as he had intended. This was probably from his lack in ingesting blood. The pills in the end were not enough to satisfy his hunger. However, he would not lower himself to feeding on humans or vampires alike. He was more than that and this was for his pride alone.
Then, there was her bold statement about his death being only allowed by her. The frightened girl who would tremble and ran away from his kind especially to him was now stating words which can be her end. She had indeed changed and truthfully, he does not see that as a bad thing entirely. "Lady Haruka!" It effectively destroyed his trail of thoughts. The source was none other than his familiar Sodom. He truly finds it incredibly wrong in all accounts how such a creature was created from his blood. They were nothing alike at all. In any case, Sodom latched onto Haruka with much happiness. The black familiar had already returned to the usual form which Haruka had grown accustomed to.
"We were so worried about you especially Master!" Of course, Azriel glared at the familiar for feeding the girl complete nonsense. He was only here to reacquire his property. There was nothing romantic nor sentimental in his coming here. Sodom noticed invisible daggers from his back and instinctively hid behind Haruka. He could never understand his Master's shyness (this was his innocent opinion) about such things. They were husband and wife, right? It was natural to worry. "Lady Haruka, Master is scaring me!" The pure-blood would not want nothing more but to blow Sodom into pieces. However, there was still something inside him which completely allows him to ignore such facets of his familiar.
Hearing the girl's query, Azriel responded in an almost bored manner. "You must have left your brains somehwere. There is no other place you are allowed to be but at the estate." Of course, there was the normal Nouralail pure-blood who does not waver in his insults to the girl. At the same time, Cross Academy will be out for the break. In short, they will staying at Nouralail Estate for two weeks before classes resume. Moreover due to her stunt at the ball, he was certain a lot of questions will be raised towards him. In which, he will have to be more wary about the people around him and her safety. She is perceived human but has abilities only pure-bloods could possess. Many will be interested about her and he does not take kindly to that at all.
The conversation between them was interrupted when the prefect called their attention. Azriel glanced at the prefect with his usual coldness which would make anyone feel unwelcome and to stay away. She wanted to know if that man was still alive. His eyes narrowed in irritation of being reminded that he had failed on killing that King and that person who destroyed his family. "He will be dead soon enough." His words were delivered with clear conviction interlaced with seething anger. It was like being thrown at the peak of an ice glacier with nothing on. He then turned his attention back to his wife.
He grabbed hold of Haruka's wrist and dragged her without much consideration or delicacy. They soon reached an awaiting car with the insignia of the Nouralail. He opened the door and threw the girl inside in which he followed in afterwards. Once the car door was shut. The vehicle went on its way. As for Azriel, he leaned on his seat and then closed his eyes. It was only then he felt so tired. He did exert much of his power and lost a considerable amount of blood which matched his inner turmoils. Who knew he could feel exhausted with just that? It was probably because of that he did not notice himself falling asleep quickly. Nor did he foresee a small bump on the road. It nudged his position as he slipped to the side. Soon enough, his head was now on Haruka's shoulder while he continued to sleep with those even breaths of his and a face so tired which was the first ever had seen him as such.