“What did you do?”
Rosetta blushed at the question although there was really nothing embarrassing about it. She looked down when she answered, eyes averted. “I didn’t really do anything. Just kind of called him a fairy…” She mumbled it in a fast sort of way, her intentions to say it unclearly so that it was not understandable, obvious to anyone listening in. However it seemed Levi was preoccupied with creating some sort of arrangements with Valentine. She stepped back nervously, feeling as out of place as ever. Her mind drifted, dancing across the ballroom as if her conscious was in other places.
“Of course.” Jennova responded pleasantly and Ashton almost hoped it was going as smoothly as he thought it was. It was sometimes hard to tell how she was feeling. But then again, that was one of her good features. She wasn’t overly emotional and clingy like others he knew of. ((*Cough* Rose *Cough*))
Jennova leaned on him, startling the Fey in the process. God he really did need to work on his attention skills. “I need to feed soon.” She did look a little dizzy and faint. Ashton himself had never felt such a hunger or desire to feed. After all, Fey rarely fed and when they did they drained life essence, not to be confused with soul essence. Then again it was near dinner time. Perhaps the two could feed together. But first the ever mysterious hybrid.
As if on cue, the girl herself walked up to them, a wine glass in hand. Jennova introduced her as Jennora and the girl stuck her hand out. Slowly, Ashton took the awaiting limb and gave it a few shakes, flashing a smile at Jennora. “I’m quite pleased to finally meet you. However the pleasantries can wait as your sister tells me she’s feeling weak.”
“I forgot to ask,” Levi, once again startled Rosetta. He was seemingly done speaking to Valentine and had again turned his attention to Rose. “Who turned you into a vampire? Feel free to not answer my question if you want to, I simply want to know who brought you into this world of goblins and demons.” She took a sharp inhalation of breath as he asked but determine not to freak out at this unexpected interrogation.
“I-I honestly don’t know. I can barely remember…” She trailed off concentrating hard as she attempted to recall the hazy details. She shivered. “I believe it’s your turn, Carlos.” The man addressed a tall, dark, slender, teenager who had been hiding behind the group. Her snapped her head up and looked around the room with wide eyes as if expecting some paranormal creature to jump out at her. “Sorry, I vaguely remembered someone named… Carlos.” But no, that wasn’t right either. He hadn’t been the one to turn her…“I take pity on you, human. You weren’t meant to die. Besides, our kind needs you.” A warm, caramel sweet voice trickled into her left ear. Rosetta began to massage her temples in a frustrated fashion. The only name she remembered was Carlos.
“There was a gang of men and one of them said I wasn’t meant to die or something.” She groaned at the obstruction in her mind. She was now totally oblivious to Levi, too focused on attempting to remember. But no matter how hard she focused on recalling the memory it always faded back down. Why couldn’t she recollect the damn memory!?