The silken Kalik seemed pleased, of course she didn't show it outwardly, but her
eyes revealed it. This demoness wasn't an idiot that much was apparent when she
momentarily locked orbs with me. Then broke the lock and located her gaze
elsewhere. She was obviously one of my occupation and this somewhat twisted my
temper. Her voice slithered out in slick grace, each word was carefully formed. 'I can
tell that you are not one to take the roundabout in your agenda, so I will not bore
you by adding unnecessary information. I am titled as Morgana. My business is to
become a part of this pack. While I have no interest in becoming one of these
decorations...' A feminine silken chuckle became audible and then her carefully
spun words wove a web again. 'I must say your kings taste is incredible.' My
plumage flicked with amusement, I did agree with that statement.
Morgana held herself in high respect, did she perhaps hold my mind set? No, not
entirely. She didn't seem to have any fresh bite wounds from 'playing' with any
resent puppets. As for me, I had a fresh bite from a male getting a little too primitive,
the blood was still stained on my throat. I cracked a half grin before my own silken
webs were weaved. Yes, Abendrot's sire is one of a kind. He
is no mindless male, the first I've ever seen. Slowly my salmon tongue
slid across my upper jaw. Other males, well, they're just so
easy to sink into. No? Blood lust was obvious in my gaze, it was always
there. Certain individuals would call it insanity, I for one called it drive. This lust for
the warm metallic crimson that ran in an individual's veins was just to die for,
literally. I turned my gaze on the dead corpses along the border and my voice was
barely above a seductive whisper.Yes. Ever so lovely.
My icy gaze fueled with fire darted back to the slender framed demoness as her
voice spun. 'And you, my lady, what will you give me the pleasure of calling you?
And the king? So I know who I must be of service to and how down when I see?'
The snakes tail wrapped around her hips precisely and I couldn't help but circle her.
Like a dance, each step was carefully set and smooth strides were given. Flawless. I
inspected her and stopped firmly in front of her. Our faces were a few inches away
and I looked her coldly in the eyes. Then trotted away back behind the border line.
I go by many names. My given name is Hestia, but call me
whatever you fancy. I truly don't give a damn, a calling is a calling. However, my
sires name I won't give you. They can give it to you themselves. After all it's not my
name to give, it's theirs. You'll know when to bend when you see them, only an
imbecile wouldn't be able to tell. Again I looked at her coldly and inspected her.
With one last glare my head was thrown up into the air. My haunting highs and lows
called out through Abendrot's air. After I thought it was long enough I sharply cut it
off and set my gaze on the demoness. If you ruin my reputation
I will have no second thoughts on ripping your heart out. A low vibration
in my chest became audible, showing I was dead serious. Then I smiled and
laughed.That would be fun. I laughed lightly and
wagged my scarlet drizzled plume.
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