Snippet #2385161

Amber could hear the footsteps the moment they had been seven yards from her area. Of whom? She hadn't known yet. She simply sat and waited, poised like a doll waiting for her girl to pour her a dainty cup of imaginary tea. Amber wondered who might have stopped by to see her. Most of her chevaliers carried on their own agendas for the day unless she summoned them otherwise. It was the lonesome life Amber seemed to carry, therefore hearing the footsteps both startled and excited the Queen. She turned her head just enough to look out the window, watching a faint breeze rustle the trees and rose bushes just beyond her dainty reach. Upon hearing the door open, Amber turned and adjusted her gaze. Bursting through, with an uncharacteristic smile, had been one of her faithful chevaliers, Akito. The smile was odd on his features and almost disturbing, then again his lively air added to her suspicion. It was then that she began to realize he'd fed and tortured some people last night. He had to have, or else he wouldn't be all too chipper. He might not have even visited her if it hadn't been for his late night snacking and oddly good mood. Amber, however, adorned a precious, dimpled smile and tilted her head aside to the left. Her crystalline orbs remained upon Akito as he moved further into her chambers, easing himself into a wall from herself. It almost hurt that he hadn't sat beside her; She'd been accustomed to it, however, and let the hurt pass on by.

"Plans?" Her voice was as delicate as that of a song bird's, misleadingly sweet and gentle as trickling honey. Being manipulated by such a honey-sweet voice could lead you into a sticky, fatal situation. "I want to go out today. I want to feed." Amber seemed to want quite a bit. It was in her nature, though, to do so. She couldn't help it. She almost didn't want to. amber was a Queen, therefore why not want and receive? Amber pushed herself up onto her feet, striding gracefully in front of Akito, standing toe to toe with him. With swift movements, she pushed her hand into his, her fingers filling the spaces between his. Her opposite hand lightly grasped his shoulder, both hands tugging him from the wall and spinning him round. Amber had intentions to dance with him. She was, after all, bored beyond any bloody measure. "Where can we go to feed, Akito?" Amber fixed her pale, sea-foam gaze onto his eyes, the menacing and deceivingly sweet gaze boring into his own. Amber had such a sweet, innocent front to her, though beneath it all she could crush any being between her thumb and forefinger. Menacing, the beauty was, indeed. "Can we go out to the town? Maybe the beach? I like when their blood is nice and warm!~" Amber's voice was sing song and eerily cheery, something slightly out of character for her, as well. Then again, most wouldn't be able to tell. She did, after all, have more than one side to herself that she rarely lets others see.