Chapter 62 - A Done Deal
She stood up, dragging out a box from under a her bed quickly.
In a blink, she flipped it open, then snatched out one of the carefully arranged packaged blood in the box, draining with desperation till it's very last drop before she collapsed on the floor, her gaze fixed on the dim red light at the up, center of her room, tears running down her face.
It had been ten years and still, the pain remained the same.
Would she ever heal?
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The idea of becoming friends with the King last night had sounded almost easy to her despite how she had taken the proposal, but waking up this morning and realizing how real it was and that she had to start putting action for it to happen, made her feel absolutely pressurized.
She could almost feel the weight on her shoulders, pulling her to down to the ground.
On one side, she had her hatred for him to battle with and on the other side, she had his possible suspicion to avoid.
First, she had her breakfast and Gwen had been her usual calm self. She tried to ask Gwen some questions about what she knew about the King, what he might like, what he might hate. At first, Gwen was a little closed up, probably because she thought her Mistress might be up to some devious schemes again, but as they continued to talk, it didn't seem like it and Gwen became more than happy to share all she knew.
Zezi listened intently and realized that asides from the advises Gwen had given her before she went for the dinners the King had invited her to in the past, Gwen didn't really know anything specific that the King liked or hated. Most of what she said, were just speculations.
Ah.
She would have to just figured it out herself or maybe even, directly ask him.
"You should ask him. His Majesty would be so glad to answer. I'm really interested in how that would go down." Gwen giggled like an excited schoolgirl.
Zezi nodded.
She hated that idea.
Zezi had her bath after, and begged Gwen to help her style her hair, something she had happily obliged to.
It had been so long since Zezi had seen Gwen so bubbly.
"You must have woken up on the right of the bed today, Milady. I can't wait to tell my little bats and mate about how happy our future Queen is this morning."
Zezi chuckled, not because she called her Queen, she detested that, but because Gwen still hadn't changed.
Always sharing stories with her kids and mate.
Once breakfast was done and Gwen was gone, Zezi decided to leave her room and go around in search for the King.
So with her hair styled into a spiral twist buns, and in a blue long flare gown that had transparent net for long sleeves, and high collars, she strolled along the hallway, deep in thoughts.
What would she do when she sees him and how would she unsuspectingly lure him into a friendship?
The mere thought of it was beyond her.
What if she easily got overwhelmed and attack him again.
Ah.
"The Castle is very big." She said to herself, thinking about different neutral conversation starters she could use with him. "No, that is not a very good way to start a conversation."
Seeing how he had been silent during their last dinner, he might probably have no response to that, and for a being she hated, she didn't want to have to keep talking for him to say something.
Making efforts in itself was suspicious.
Shs ignored the servants that were walking along the hallway, not paying enough attention to them to observe those that greeted her and those that looked at her with disgust in their eyes, then there were those who looked at her with pity, thinking she was crazy.
"I'm in need of a wardrobe change, will you like to accompany me?" She bit her lips at how cringe that sounded.
Too fast.
Very unimpressive.
There was no way she could go from sending a dagger straight through his heart, and that dinner they had last, to going out with him for shopping.
Shopping?
Was that the best she could come up with?
It would feel very suspicious.
Okay another.
"How about---"
She suddenly stopped in her tracks.
This was stupid.
Actively looking for him like this was already suspicious in itself.
She had to wait for time to bring them together.
Patience was key.
For now, she really needed an outlet. After hearing from her family yesterday, her heart felt a little heavy. She was happy to know that they were fine though.
She needed to train. To let out some steam.
Although she still hadn't gone for that wardrobe change yet, this gown she was in would do.
It was easy to find the training room downstairs. It was empty, just as it had been the day Gwen had given her a tour of the Castle.
To think that had been three month ago.
How time quickly went by.
She stepped into the training toom, her hand running over the blades of the weapons hung on the walls.
Daggers.
Swords.
Blades of silver.
She could feel a tinge of pain, the silver, hot and burning the inside of her palm.
A smile stretched across her lips.
She was becoming herself once again, without less and less of that disgusting blood running in her veins.
The door swung open, slamming shut, echoing in the training room.
Zezi turned around swiftly, her eyes meeting Laura's angry ones, and without a second thought, she gird her loins, tying the dress so she could comfortablly move in it.
Laura's presence was never anything good and to face her, she must be at high alert.
Laura scoffed.
"Isn't it the werewolf?" She clicked her claw against the silver bracelet on her wrist.
A silent threat.
"It is, Vampire." She said with just as much disdain. "Here for that promised rematch?"
"Don't start what you can't finish, werewolf. I can't promise to leave you alive."
"You very well know that you must. Although I wished you didn't."
Laura laughed, throwing her head back before her laughter ceased and she flung a ninja star that she had quickly picked from the opened box behind her, towards her opponent.
Zezi was quick to dodge it, moved at the speed of light, slashing one side of Laura's stomach with her claws, the red shirt she word torn, and turning redder with blood, but she didn't leave unscratched, Laura had left four deep cuts on Zezi's upper right arm, ripping her sleeves.
Zezi eyed the cut and she scoffed, looking up at Laura who looked absolutely pissed that she even got to her at all.
"Please don't tell me that's all you've got. Because if that's it, I'm really going to cry."
"You fucking bitch!"
Then everything became a blur.
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