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me.
“My, my,” said the older man. “You look just like your mother, except well, more vampiric.” His voice was kind and knowing, but despite his kind tone, I didn’t appreciate his observation nor did I acknowledge it.
“Ruby, this is Gwydion, the wizard that has come to help you.”
I suspected as much but the shock still hit me. “Wow, you’re here already.”
“When I heard that the daughter of Meredith Moore was a vampire, I cancelled all my errands and I jumped at the chance to help. Did you know that your mother saved me from an angry group of vampires once? I never got a chance to repay her, so here I am.”
He was very energetic and happy despite his rather large size. Gwydion turned to Mr Aleksandrov. “Do you mind if I test her life force?”
Aleksandrov nodded.
Gwydion, in his long deep purple robe, waddled over to me with his hands extended out in front of him. I shot a look at Eli and he nodded his head in reassurance.
“Give me your hands,” the wizard commanded.
His warm chubby fingers tightly gripped my hands. He shut his eyes and his face fell serious. A few seconds later he opened his eyes and smiled.
“Oh my dear, you are powerful. Just like your mother.”
“Why do people keep saying that? She wasn't that powerful. She couldn't even fight off a newborn vampire.”
Gwydion pulled his hands back, looking disgusted.
“That’s because your mother left our world behind and married a human! She went against the natural order and defied the higher power. Everyone knows that goddesses can only be with gods. If they don't marry gods, then they don't marry anyone; they will die alone until eventually their souls return to the one who created them. As a result her powers became weak. I respected your mother, until she broke faith and became a whore. Look how that turned out, look where that got you.”
I clenched my fists. I couldn't believe that a second ago he was praising my mother and now he was completely disrespecting her name. My hand went flying from my side and it didn’t stop until it came in contact with the wizard’s chubby face. My body met the cold hard floor and my wrists were bound by a long silver chain before I even had a chance to react to what I had done.
Familiar Faces
I howled in pain as my skin melted into the silver.
“Stop it,” Gwydion demanded.
It took all of my strength but somehow I was managing to keep my tears in check. Tay didn’t let up, he keep the silver wrapped around my wrists, squeezing tighter and tighter. Eli stepped forward and grabbed Tay firmly by the shoulder. It took a few seconds before Tay released me. As the silver peeled off, taking pieces of my skin with it, I cradled my burnt wrists and fought back the tears. The quietness in the room was unsettling as all eyes were on me. Gwydion took a few steps closer and I tensed, I was either going to get slapped back or he was going to turn me into a frog. Instead he watched curiously as my wrists started healing themselves.
“The devil’s magic,” Tay scoffed.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, ignoring Tay's close-minded statement. I wasn’t actually sorry, he was lucky that I didn’t kick him where the sun doesn’t shine.
“That's okay, it’s not you. It’s that vampire rage,” Gwydion stated, rubbing the throbbing red hand print on his cheek.
I didn't dignify him with a response. Anyone would have done the same thing. Who sits by silently whilst another person talks bad about a dead relative? No one; they aren’t here to defend themselves, someone has to do it for them.
Pride surged through my chest as the welt on his face became more prominent. He deserved it. I became increasingly tired, like I always did when I needed to heal.
“Are you ready?” Mr Aleksandrov asked Gwydion.
“More than ready, come, lay down.” The wizard grabbed me behind my elbow, helping me off the floor and escorted me over to my bed. “Lie Down.”
I did what I was told. I stared
“My, my,” said the older man. “You look just like your mother, except well, more vampiric.” His voice was kind and knowing, but despite his kind tone, I didn’t appreciate his observation nor did I acknowledge it.
“Ruby, this is Gwydion, the wizard that has come to help you.”
I suspected as much but the shock still hit me. “Wow, you’re here already.”
“When I heard that the daughter of Meredith Moore was a vampire, I cancelled all my errands and I jumped at the chance to help. Did you know that your mother saved me from an angry group of vampires once? I never got a chance to repay her, so here I am.”
He was very energetic and happy despite his rather large size. Gwydion turned to Mr Aleksandrov. “Do you mind if I test her life force?”
Aleksandrov nodded.
Gwydion, in his long deep purple robe, waddled over to me with his hands extended out in front of him. I shot a look at Eli and he nodded his head in reassurance.
“Give me your hands,” the wizard commanded.
His warm chubby fingers tightly gripped my hands. He shut his eyes and his face fell serious. A few seconds later he opened his eyes and smiled.
“Oh my dear, you are powerful. Just like your mother.”
“Why do people keep saying that? She wasn't that powerful. She couldn't even fight off a newborn vampire.”
Gwydion pulled his hands back, looking disgusted.
“That’s because your mother left our world behind and married a human! She went against the natural order and defied the higher power. Everyone knows that goddesses can only be with gods. If they don't marry gods, then they don't marry anyone; they will die alone until eventually their souls return to the one who created them. As a result her powers became weak. I respected your mother, until she broke faith and became a whore. Look how that turned out, look where that got you.”
I clenched my fists. I couldn't believe that a second ago he was praising my mother and now he was completely disrespecting her name. My hand went flying from my side and it didn’t stop until it came in contact with the wizard’s chubby face. My body met the cold hard floor and my wrists were bound by a long silver chain before I even had a chance to react to what I had done.
Familiar Faces
I howled in pain as my skin melted into the silver.
“Stop it,” Gwydion demanded.
It took all of my strength but somehow I was managing to keep my tears in check. Tay didn’t let up, he keep the silver wrapped around my wrists, squeezing tighter and tighter. Eli stepped forward and grabbed Tay firmly by the shoulder. It took a few seconds before Tay released me. As the silver peeled off, taking pieces of my skin with it, I cradled my burnt wrists and fought back the tears. The quietness in the room was unsettling as all eyes were on me. Gwydion took a few steps closer and I tensed, I was either going to get slapped back or he was going to turn me into a frog. Instead he watched curiously as my wrists started healing themselves.
“The devil’s magic,” Tay scoffed.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, ignoring Tay's close-minded statement. I wasn’t actually sorry, he was lucky that I didn’t kick him where the sun doesn’t shine.
“That's okay, it’s not you. It’s that vampire rage,” Gwydion stated, rubbing the throbbing red hand print on his cheek.
I didn't dignify him with a response. Anyone would have done the same thing. Who sits by silently whilst another person talks bad about a dead relative? No one; they aren’t here to defend themselves, someone has to do it for them.
Pride surged through my chest as the welt on his face became more prominent. He deserved it. I became increasingly tired, like I always did when I needed to heal.
“Are you ready?” Mr Aleksandrov asked Gwydion.
“More than ready, come, lay down.” The wizard grabbed me behind my elbow, helping me off the floor and escorted me over to my bed. “Lie Down.”
I did what I was told. I stared
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