Azaria was settled into a armchair, hands clenching the plush arm rests when Mira led tgem into the parlour.
" Thank you Mira. You may go." She waved dismissively.
" Yes Mistress. " she responded dully and shut the door behind her.
Azaria could literally taste the tension in the room and ignoring the tempting scent, gestured for them to sit.
" I heard you were looking for me." She stated, emotionless.
" We need your help." Blurted Renee.
" I believe I made my stand on that subject quite clear. " she stated, face blank and voice chilled.
" You think I want your help? I dont have a choice." Hissed her father, fury sparkong in his amber eyes, eyes so like her own.
" Regardless, nothing has changed. Or has it?" She murmered quietly, disinterest apparent on her aristcratic features.
He flinched and dropped his gaze.
" Azaria, please just hear us out. If you don't help us, Athran will kill us." Pleaded Renee.
Azar froze, " Athran?" She whispered tensely.
" Yes, he's the vampire who's trying to kill hunters." Replied a confused Renee.
" Do you know him?" Questioned Blake , suspiciously.
" That doesn't concern you." She awsered hollowly. Mira.
" Yes Mistress? " chimed the blonde, startling everyone with her sudden apperance.
" I think I will take your previous offer."
With a conspirators smile and a tiny bow, she produced a glass filled with thick amber liquid.
Taking it, she toasted to her guests repulsed faces and downed it in one swallow.
" Mira, you know what to do." She ordered unbruptly.
" I take it you are going to assist them?" Mira asked, quietly, retreiveing the empty glass.
" You already know the anwser."
With a tiny giggle, the odd girl vanished again.
" You're going to assist us?" Asked her mother, hope shining in her eyes.
" Don't look at me like that, I have my own reasons that don't concern you." She murmered, eyes flashing.
" I still don't trust you vampire." Spat Blake.
" Don't worry, I dont eat junk food." She replied with a grim smile.
Azaria stood on the balcony , a light breeze threadong through het long raven hair.
" Mira, keep an eye on them will you ?"
" Haven't I always? " Mira chimed and cast a concerned glance at Azar before vanishing.
Oblivious, she frowned in thought.
Athran... is alive....
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Azaria Blackwood, changed by fate and cast out by her family , is their only hope for survival against a powerful foe. Yet all is not what it seems, can she unravel the sercets of the shadows before its too late? Or will she choose family over lov...