Lydia Voltaire only longed for one thing; to complete her training and become the ancient, powerful wizard she was born to be. But there is only one problem...well, two problems actually. First, no matter how hard her guardian Lucius Voltaire trains...
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*Warning! This chapter contains sexual content*
"But, why!?" Luxus complained for about the fifth time.
I huffed, grabbing my laid-out clothes from the bed and throwing them in the closet.
"Because," I said as I stalked to the mirror, trying to undo my hair. "I told you what the king told me. Do you really wanna be here when he arrives?"
At that, I saw his tail twitch along with his whiskers. "No..."
"Well, then you'll have to find somewhere else to go until we're...done."
This time, I was the one who shivered, attempting to focus my mind on anywhere else but the would-be events that might happen tonight. Untangling the braids on my head seemed to do the trick just fine -well, at least until I ran out of hair.
"But, where am I going to find a place at this late hour?" he whined, placing his small head over his paws.
I looked at him through the mirror. "I don't know, Lux. Maybe you could crash the kitchen for a while?"
He seemed to consider that deeply. "Well, those prawns were delicious. I wonder if there's still some left?"
My lips twitched at how thoughtfully he gazed at the space before him, but I couldn't crack a fully functional smile for the life of me.
Even through my reflection, I could perfectly see how my fingers trembled as I tried to pull out a hairpin that refused to unclasp for some reason. And words couldn't even explain how hard I tried to ignore the enormous pile of tension forming in my gut.
I knew it would catch up to me soon, but I just concentrated on freeing my hair for now.
"Are you going to be okay?" Luxus was now looking at me, the thoughtfulness, laced with worry, still in his eyes.
I sighed, forcing a closed smile on my lips as I turned to face him. "I'm going to be fine, Lux. Don't worry about me, alright? Now go. He could be here any minute now."
He didn't seem convinced, and I couldn't really blame him anyway. But nonetheless, he jumped down from the bed and started walking towards the door. I skipped past him and opened it for him.
He stopped just halfway outside, cranking his neck up to me. "Just so you know, if he starts misbehaving, just call out to me, and I'll be right there with my claws ready."
I made a face at that. "You're not going to stand outside now, are you? Cause that will be just weird."
"Of course not! That's gross! I'm just saying I will be nearby, so he better watch out."
That made a laugh escape my lips, despite how nervous I was. Not to mention, it made something warm spread through my heart at how protective my cat was of me.
