Silence filled the air. It was quiet, just how Angelo enjoyed it. But something seemed off...well, more like someone. Angelo could hear her gentle footsteps, following his own pace.
She wouldn't dare get any closer than need be. Glancing behind him he noticed her hands quietly trembling, a silent sigh escaped his lips. Facing forward he let his hand run through his white hair. Closing his eyes Angelo's mind slipped into deep thought.
On the verge of thinking, he was interrupted by a small voice, "Are you... going to kill me?
Freezing in place, Angelo turned around to face a brave girl. Though she trembled she kept a straight face, looking him in the eyes. A single tear ran down her cheek. Angelo's emotionless eyes sparked with surprise as an image flashed through his mind. This happened before, a sign of irritation lurked in Angelo's orbs when he remembered. His gaze returned to normal, quickly realizing how serious the maid's gaze, he knew that she was serious...She is prepared to die.
He was silent for a few minutes, before letting a small smile slide on his face. Today was full of unbelievable things. First, Bishop losing his cool; then Angelo smiling.
Watching carefully of the girl's movements, Angelo reached toward Olivia. He expected her to move away, but despite everything, her gaze stayed strong. Slowly Angelo lowered his hand and let it rest on Olivia's head. Gently he started to pet the top of her head, as a adult would do to a child.
"I'm not going to kill you." Lifting his other arm he wiped the left over tears that were still visible on her cheek. Angelo felt awkward, as he hadn't done this in a very long time. Not since Bishop and Demetri were extremely young, many years ago. To many to count.
He was surprised with himself that he still remembered how to comfort someone. If he told his brothers about this he wouldn't hear the end of their teasing, especially from Demetri. He would cause him torment for a good fifty years. The thought made him shiver.
Looking Olivia in the eyes, he continued to stroke her hair, hoping it would calm her down. "I'm not really one to comfort others. So I honestly don't know what to do in this situation." Avoiding her glance, he glanced at the shining moon. "So...don't cry...I don't wish for you to waste all your energy over this matter. I know it must be a huge shock, but you will get use to it."
Angelo's hand stopped, and his expression turned serious,"I guess I need to go on and say what I have to say. I will not lie too you, so listen carefully. Besides the rules you have heard, I have rules of my own. You becoming my maid, and the fact that I am a Vampire does mean I will require you to supply me with your blood whenever needed."
Allowing the weight of his words to sink in, he didn't continue until he knew Olivia understood, "Secondly, whenever entering my room you must never go past the doorway, unless given permission. If you hear music coming from my room do not enter until it has finished. Thirdly, touch nothing in my room without permission from me. Fourth, wherever I go, you must go with me as well. Of course you are allowed breaks in between are meetings."
Parting his lips he took a breath, than continued,"That is all, if I have anymore I will make sure to tell you ahead of time...and... You might not believe me when I say this, but...I will protect you. You belong to me know, so I won't let anything or anyone harm you. So in a way, as one would say in this situation. You can trust me...Great now I sound like Demetri."
Angelo was exhausted with all this talking. He hadn't spoken this much in a while. Glancing outside, he saw that the moon was rising, that meant it was past time for him to go to the garden. It didn't look like it, but Angelo had a specific schedule he kept to everyday. But because of the events that has happened today, he was all off track.
Angelo couldn't stand that he was off schedule, but he couldn't help it either. So today he would let it go and just do whatever. Glancing beside him, he remembered something. This room. It was where the piano was located. He shifted his gaze over to Olivia, who was looking down. Angelo looked at the time, and nodded. He was going to kill two birds with one stone. Opening the door he walked in, revealing a beautifully decorated piano room.
"It seems my plans have changed a little." Angelo said as he seated himself on the piano chair. "Close the door, and come take a seat." Without waiting for her, Angelo began to play the piano. Soon everything around him was tuned out and he was absorbed into the music. It was evident on his face that his expression slowly began to soften as he played.