Snippet #1676323

"My name is Selene and yours miss?" Came the response from the girl. Miss? It would seem this one had some manners. Good to know. Emily let herself smile at the stranger, a smile that was not entirely genuine. She was uncertain about this newcomer.
"Emily, Emily Blackburn" Emily said politely as she slipped out of the room and back to her bedroom. Her room was of a traditional medieval style that was perfectly fitted to the castle, it had a large window at the far end, a double bed in the middle of the room, a large walk-in wardrobe and decorated in Crimson her favourite colour. To Emily it was perfect, perfect for spending most of her time in solitude. The only time Emily ever really socialised was when the clan went hunting or when Tyrone asked for her help. Emily perched herself on her window ledge and looked out smiling, thinking about Tyrone. She'd been with him over a century now and he was the only vampire she felt vaguely close to, she was more than happy to give him anything he wanted, more than happy to be one of his puppets.
Emily needed to get ready for the hunt. She ran into her wardrobe and checked out her appearance, there was no way she could go out in a ballgown and heels, she needed to change into something more suitable. She carefully chose out some more sensible shoes, a skirt, some tights and an old blouse and got changed. After giving herself the once over she started to head up to Tyrone's office. His office was situated in one of the towers and it was where he liked to spend most of his time, keeping himself to himself. Emily began to ascend the stone steps until she reached the door to his room, she gave three quick, sharp knocks and waited for his response.