Snippet #1305060

Gabriel walked calmly through the palace, having just reopened the gates again now that he had figured out who the poisoner was. It had taken him interrogating the people who had been in contact with the blood for him to realize that the answer was so simple. The poison was an effective one if it had been more concentrated and if the person had used a more direct delivery method, thankfully it wasn’t to be. He was once again in his relaxed outfit, his hair down and the earrings again hanging at his neck, his hunger was gone as he had managed to feed on two young women in the palace since then and his fangs had retracted as his eyes returned to their caring deep blue. It was funny that he had been forced to walk around with his eyes in their blood red state, as it made him harder to recognize to all but Zakia, how had only ever seen him with his red eyes indicating he was accessing his vampiric abilities.

He headed into the Infirmary, Selina wasn’t there having been in her room for some time, and only two handmaidens and the doctor remained by Isabella’s side. “Could you give us a moment?” he asked, thought they took it as an order, waiting for them to leave the room. He waited for any others to clear out save the twins, who he didn’t mind being there and they would know he wasn’t addressing them at the moment. (I don’t know where everyone is so I’m taking precautions to mention everyone)He then activated the ring, which began to let off a dull light, a light which banished all the shadows in the room, creating a seal to prevent any shadow magic users (that means you Alan) from eaves dropping.

Gabriel went over to the window slowly to pull back the blinds, the light showing in as he turned to his sister, “So, when were you planning on telling me it was you who spiked the blood in hopes of injuring Selina?” he asked calmly. The sunlight was warm, and he thanked his bloodline for being strong enough to stand in the sun and not burn, “Don’t be surprised, Isa, it’s not hard to figure out. The only other assassins that could have gotten close enough to try such an act are too experienced to have made so many mistakes.” He said bluntly with a glance to her as he pulled a chair along and sat in it backwards, placing his arms over the back as he leaned in to her.

“I’m not mad or anything, I just want to know why you did it? I get poisoning Selina, but what happened that made you poison the rest of us?” he asked, having thought out the whole event he knew what had happened to their cousin, It was no secret, but what had gone wrong so as to endanger their parents. He was lying about not being mad, he was fuming that she had put their mother and father in such danger. Sure she would be fine and of course he wouldn’t have any troubles but they were now in worse shape than ever before. By being so nice even though she most likely knew how mad he was he was scolding her in his own way, like he had for the past forty years of her life, always being there to offer criticism and advice to his younger sibling.