We were early, but not as timely as the previous day. I could feel Gerta’s fiery gaze on me when I walked in to help her. This time, though, she stayed silent, allowing me to assist her in preparing everything along with Zoe and Emma. Thanks to that, there weren’t any significant events, wrapping everything up before heading towards our princes' rooms.
Just like the day before, I waltzed in after knocking. The room was as pitch black as the previous morning, and there were no signs of life inside the room. I placed the tray of tea on the table when a soft groan came from the bed.
Surprisingly, Eli slid from under the bed to greet me as I bent down to pet his head, closing the door behind me. In an instant, it engulfed me in the dark, along with the room's inhabitants. Picking Eli up from my feet, I placed him on the bed as I walked towards the blinds, opening them once again.
Light shined into the room, triggering another hiss from Loki before he hid under the covers again. The only thing visible from the troublesome vampire was a bit of hair that stuck out on his pillow.
Oi… is it legal for you to be this cute?
A throb came from my heart the moment that passed through my mind.
Crap... No... Why did I…
Before I knew it, my heart raced as I stood there for a moment, trying to calm it.
Steady... Steady... It means nothing. You’re the first mortal boy I’ve ever interacted with. That’s all. Nothing more.
This body and its cravings for the flesh weren’t giving me a fair chance.
"Y-Your Highness, it’s t-time to get up." I sputtered out, reaching for the blanket, hoping not to have to pull it off him.
"No," he mumbled, getting even cozier into the bed.
I sighed, yanking the blanket right off him once again.
Iron fist, my coven sisters are right. These boys don’t respond to anything else.
The motion caused him to jolt up, eyes twitching once again. I shrugged in response to his gaze.
It isn’t my fault you’re so bed heavy! I tried to be nice!
For a moment, he squinted his eyes, rubbing them as the sudden shine of light bothered him.
"Oh, it’s you," Loki grumbled, shifting his gaze away from me.
Hah… Good... I can work with that. Just pretend the last bit didn’t happen. Just a dream and nothing more! Yeah!
"Yes, it’s I, your daily alarm clock. Time to get up, prince." I smiled like always.
It triggered the troublesome boy to roll his blue, purple eyes before getting up from the bed. The way he rushed into the bathroom surprised me, leaving me with a pang in my chest.
Ah… I guess... I’ve burned every bridge with what happened yesterday to warrant that reaction.
For a moment, I felt the sting in my chest get worse, triggering me to clasp onto it.
Eh? Why does it hurt? Was I expecting something else from you? No, there’s nothing else to expect. This is perfect.
I tried to make myself better when Eli tilted his head, watching the bathroom door where Loki escaped to.
"Well, well… I’ve never seen this before." The little snake snickered, causing my emerald gaze to trace towards him.
I’ll bite—anything to ease this feeling.
"Is something wrong with him?" I asked.
He turned towards me upon hearing my question.
"He’s... Ah, I think I’ll keep that one for myself for now." Eli chuckled, triggering a new feeling to grow within me.
Eh?Is it because of me? Did I mess everything up? I need to get closer to you, not further away. Or is it because of the cold water? Does something ail you? Crap…
This was killing me.
"Oh... He isn't sick, is he? Wait… Does he not feel well because I dropped him in the water?" I queried the familiar, who shifted his gaze away from me and onto the door that connected the two brothers.
Huh? Did you hear something come from there?
It shouldn’t have been possible since both rooms have sigils and they were active, but then again, he was the shadow of one of the god-like beings stuck in the soul cairn. However, those bonded to summoners had no memories of their past lives or access to their full potential.
"Hmm… Maybe..." Eli mumbled, leaving me empty of answers.
Screw this!
Before I knew it, I rushed towards the bathroom door, knocking on it.
If something happens to you because of me, then I need to take responsibility.
"Loki? Are you okay? Do you need any help?" I voiced, feeling a bit panicked.
If you’re sick, what do you do? I’ve never taken care of anyone who is ill!
Before I could knock again, Loki opened the door, leaving me with my hand up red-handed. I quickly brought it down as he didn’t seem sick, though his cheeks were a bit red.
Do you have a fever?
"What are you doing?" He grumbled, holding the door open.
Being so close to him, I couldn’t help but stare at his lips.
Oh… no…
Shaking my head, I quickly darted my gaze down towards the floor.
Why is it hard to face you directly? I needed to get over this. Get a grip, girl!
"Eli said you might be feeling sick. So, I thought you needed some help," I answered in a bit of a mumble.
To soothe myself, I gripped onto my arms, yet the feelings were threatening to escape me.
Why has this gotten harder than ever before? What is this?!
"Sick? What?" Loki coked his head, glancing towards Eli, who was snickering behind us.
The familiar's response triggered Loki to sigh, gazing at me again. "I’m fine. I just needed to wash my face. Don’t sound so desperate to find me, or I’ll get the wrong idea."
I seemed to have stepped into something I didn’t know how to handle.
Wrong Idea? What Idea? Steady…
"Ah, okay. Sorry, just got worried I might’ve hurt you." I tried to explain myself.
Much to my surprise, Loki got closer to me after I said that, as his scent filled my senses.
Wait! If you get any closer, you’ll… make my heart explode!How can I keep the tough act up? I need to... Please...
"Why are you..." Loki trailed off, studying me.
I felt like I might have said something wrong.
Why... am I feeling like this? Skittish... Silly... Get a grip, girl! I’ve killed before... So, why can’t I get hold of this emotion that was threatening me? You’re nothing but a mortal. Nothing but a mortal!
A soft sigh left my lips, feeling tiny under his approach. This was all new, yet I knew…
A mortal... I’m bound for life to hide from the gods. The moment you find out... This attraction and slight affection will be over. Those eyes will be full of hatred. Get a grip, Vivian! You know better than this.
However, the moment I gazed up to meet his eyes, all those thoughts vanished, prompting me to stare at the floor again.
"S-sorry." I stuttered.
Loki grabbed me by the chin, forcing me to face him head-on. At that moment, I felt my heart in my throat.
Why...
"Oi, say that again and I’ll—" Loki bit his lip instead of finishing as his cheeks were even more rosy than before..
It almost even reached his ears.
Ah… Eli must be right. You must have a fever or something else. Otherwise… Why would you be this…
"H-Huh?" I stumbled out.
He gazed at me before shaking his head, letting me go. Suddenly, he walked towards the bed, and I turned to him, unable to figure out what was happening.
"Stop apologizing, Vivian, or I might just be mean to you." Loki grabbed Eli like a rag doll, throwing him off the bed and into the side.
The snake slid his way under the bed, snickering, unaffected by the rough handling.
"Eh? But I have to. I would be responsible if you fell ill because of what I did." I began, only for him to sigh yet again.
"I’m fine, sweetheart," Loki said, sitting on the bed, crossing his arms and gazing at me.
A soft sigh left my lips.
I guess you are. Other than the cheeks, everything about you is peachy.
"Okay," I mumbled to myself, taking a few steps towards him.
My heart made it hard to think at all, and what came next, well, it would…
We were early, but not as timely as the previous day. I could feel Gerta’s fiery gaze on me when I walked in to help her. This time, though, she stayed silent, allowing me to assist her in preparing everything along with Zoe and Emma. Thanks to that, there weren’t any significant events, wrapping everything up before heading towards our princes' rooms.
Just like the day before, I waltzed in after knocking. The room was as pitch black as the previous morning, and there were no signs of life inside the room. I placed the tray of tea on the table when a soft groan came from the bed.
Surprisingly, Eli slid from under the bed to greet me as I bent down to pet his head, closing the door behind me. In an instant, it engulfed me in the dark, along with the room's inhabitants. Picking Eli up from my feet, I placed him on the bed as I walked towards the blinds, opening them once again.
Light shined into the room, triggering another hiss from Loki before he hid under the covers again. The only thing visible from the troublesome vampire was a bit of hair that stuck out on his pillow.
Oi… is it legal for you to be this cute?
A throb came from my heart the moment that passed through my mind.
Crap... No... Why did I…
Before I knew it, my heart raced as I stood there for a moment, trying to calm it.
Steady... Steady... It means nothing. You’re the first mortal boy I’ve ever interacted with. That’s all. Nothing more.
This body and its cravings for the flesh weren’t giving me a fair chance.
"Y-Your Highness, it’s t-time to get up." I sputtered out, reaching for the blanket, hoping not to have to pull it off him.
"No," he mumbled, getting even cozier into the bed.
I sighed, yanking the blanket right off him once again.
Iron fist, my coven sisters are right. These boys don’t respond to anything else.
The motion caused him to jolt up, eyes twitching once again. I shrugged in response to his gaze.
It isn’t my fault you’re so bed heavy! I tried to be nice!
For a moment, he squinted his eyes, rubbing them as the sudden shine of light bothered him.
"Oh, it’s you," Loki grumbled, shifting his gaze away from me.
Hah… Good... I can work with that. Just pretend the last bit didn’t happen. Just a dream and nothing more! Yeah!
"Yes, it’s I, your daily alarm clock. Time to get up, prince." I smiled like always.
It triggered the troublesome boy to roll his blue, purple eyes before getting up from the bed. The way he rushed into the bathroom surprised me, leaving me with a pang in my chest.
Ah… I guess... I’ve burned every bridge with what happened yesterday to warrant that reaction.
For a moment, I felt the sting in my chest get worse, triggering me to clasp onto it.
Eh? Why does it hurt? Was I expecting something else from you? No, there’s nothing else to expect. This is perfect.
I tried to make myself better when Eli tilted his head, watching the bathroom door where Loki escaped to.
"Well, well… I’ve never seen this before." The little snake snickered, causing my emerald gaze to trace towards him.
I’ll bite—anything to ease this feeling.
"Is something wrong with him?" I asked.
He turned towards me upon hearing my question.
"He’s... Ah, I think I’ll keep that one for myself for now." Eli chuckled, triggering a new feeling to grow within me.
Eh?Is it because of me? Did I mess everything up? I need to get closer to you, not further away. Or is it because of the cold water? Does something ail you? Crap…
This was killing me.
"Oh... He isn't sick, is he? Wait… Does he not feel well because I dropped him in the water?" I queried the familiar, who shifted his gaze away from me and onto the door that connected the two brothers.
Huh? Did you hear something come from there?
It shouldn’t have been possible since both rooms have sigils and they were active, but then again, he was the shadow of one of the god-like beings stuck in the soul cairn. However, those bonded to summoners had no memories of their past lives or access to their full potential.
"Hmm… Maybe..." Eli mumbled, leaving me empty of answers.
Screw this!
Before I knew it, I rushed towards the bathroom door, knocking on it.
If something happens to you because of me, then I need to take responsibility.
"Loki? Are you okay? Do you need any help?" I voiced, feeling a bit panicked.
If you’re sick, what do you do? I’ve never taken care of anyone who is ill!
Before I could knock again, Loki opened the door, leaving me with my hand up red-handed. I quickly brought it down as he didn’t seem sick, though his cheeks were a bit red.
Do you have a fever?
"What are you doing?" He grumbled, holding the door open.
Being so close to him, I couldn’t help but stare at his lips.
Oh… no…
Shaking my head, I quickly darted my gaze down towards the floor.
Why is it hard to face you directly? I needed to get over this. Get a grip, girl!
"Eli said you might be feeling sick. So, I thought you needed some help," I answered in a bit of a mumble.
To soothe myself, I gripped onto my arms, yet the feelings were threatening to escape me.
Why has this gotten harder than ever before? What is this?!
"Sick? What?" Loki coked his head, glancing towards Eli, who was snickering behind us.
The familiar's response triggered Loki to sigh, gazing at me again. "I’m fine. I just needed to wash my face. Don’t sound so desperate to find me, or I’ll get the wrong idea."
I seemed to have stepped into something I didn’t know how to handle.
Wrong Idea? What Idea? Steady…
"Ah, okay. Sorry, just got worried I might’ve hurt you." I tried to explain myself.
Much to my surprise, Loki got closer to me after I said that, as his scent filled my senses.
Wait! If you get any closer, you’ll… make my heart explode!How can I keep the tough act up? I need to... Please...
"Why are you..." Loki trailed off, studying me.
I felt like I might have said something wrong.
Why... am I feeling like this? Skittish... Silly... Get a grip, girl! I’ve killed before... So, why can’t I get hold of this emotion that was threatening me? You’re nothing but a mortal. Nothing but a mortal!
A soft sigh left my lips, feeling tiny under his approach. This was all new, yet I knew…
A mortal... I’m bound for life to hide from the gods. The moment you find out... This attraction and slight affection will be over. Those eyes will be full of hatred. Get a grip, Vivian! You know better than this.
However, the moment I gazed up to meet his eyes, all those thoughts vanished, prompting me to stare at the floor again.
"S-sorry." I stuttered.
Loki grabbed me by the chin, forcing me to face him head-on. At that moment, I felt my heart in my throat.
Why...
"Oi, say that again and I’ll—" Loki bit his lip instead of finishing as his cheeks were even more rosy than before..
It almost even reached his ears.
Ah… Eli must be right. You must have a fever or something else. Otherwise… Why would you be this…
"H-Huh?" I stumbled out.
He gazed at me before shaking his head, letting me go. Suddenly, he walked towards the bed, and I turned to him, unable to figure out what was happening.
"Stop apologizing, Vivian, or I might just be mean to you." Loki grabbed Eli like a rag doll, throwing him off the bed and into the side.
The snake slid his way under the bed, snickering, unaffected by the rough handling.
"Eh? But I have to. I would be responsible if you fell ill because of what I did." I began, only for him to sigh yet again.
"I’m fine, sweetheart," Loki said, sitting on the bed, crossing his arms and gazing at me.
A soft sigh left my lips.
I guess you are. Other than the cheeks, everything about you is peachy.
"Okay," I mumbled to myself, taking a few steps towards him.
My heart made it hard to think at all, and what came next, well, it would…