Simone went with Alexei to a room somewhere in the castle. She didn’t get a suite of rooms and that was okay with her. She didn’t want special treatment or consideration. She knew she’d have to earn that. She’d had to earn everything she ever had. One thing she did realize was that this was not a bad thing. Alexei let her into the room, which thankfully had its own bath, and then excused himself to find clothes and other necessary items for her. He’d explained to her that her body was dead and she wouldn’t need certain items she had in the past. She found soaps and other necessities in the bathroom, along with clean towels. She took a shower first, cleaning off the caked blood from her body and hair. She then ran a bath, dumped in some oils and climbed in. She laid her head on the back of the tub and stayed that way for a long while thinking.
She was well aware of what Damien had given her. She’d read up on them, everything she could get her hands on she soaked up like a sponge. She had fully expected to die, and not in the way that she did. Suicide by Vampire. She hadn’t been granted that, which gave even further proof of the saying, “Be careful what you wish for”. So here she was, unable to avenge the death of her family, and unwilling to let it go completely. She did realize her mistakes: Her execution was wrong, her timing was bad and she’d planned poorly. She’d also forgotten one of the most important rules of the game; always have an escape and a back up. She’d failed there, but never again. The other thing she’d completely failed at was knowing her enemy. Perhaps the most important rule of all, and she’d blown it. She’d sat in that cell and all but lost her shit.
Simone wondered if she really had found a place here. She doubted it. Her sire couldn’t bear to see her. The king had ordered her executed and she’d made some powerful enemies. She figured she’d be looking over her shoulder for decades if not centuries. Yes, she’d become that which she hated most, yes she’d made mistakes, but she would learn from those. Maybe, one thing good will have come from this. Maybe, ultimately in the long run, if she played her cards right, she’d be stronger, and better equipped to deal with the monsters that ate her family. She knew without a doubt that these vampires were not the same as those.
The one regret she did have was that she could have taken out a human. Pure luck was the only thing that had kept that from happening. If she’d killed Sang, she had no doubt that she wouldn’t be here now. Sighing heavily, she shifted in the water, marveling in the fact that she couldn’t feel the temperature. She felt the liquid caressing her skin, enveloping her, but she didn’t know or care if it was hot or cold. She heard the door open and click closed and knew that Alexei must be back, she climbed out of the tub, wrapping a towel around her as she left the room. She would feed from Alexei, because her need was that strong.
Meanwhile in another part of the castle, Mia was giving Katiana the royal treatment. Kat could tell Mia was just as unused to this as she was. Mia drew the bath, undressed the Gypsy girl and helped her in to the tub. The women grew even more uncomfortable as it became apparent that that Mia was actually going to bathe her. Mia cleaned the “princess” as if she was doing it for Genja. Then leaving Katiana to soak in a fragrant bath Mia went in search of clothing.
Mia found what she was searching for in a large box. It was a long, paneled multi-colored, circle skirt with yards of material. The top matched the bright royal purple of the skirt. It was a midriff with gold coins hanging from the hem, there was a hip scarf of gold mesh with the same gold coins as well. Mia found two crystal encrusted slave bracelets and a matching choker, which she knew Dominic would appreciate. Mia ran into Siobhan and convinced her to help. Siobhan returned to Dom’s chambers with the clothing and accessories. Katiana climbed from the tub and was wrapped in a towel, lotion was rubbed into her skin and she was prepared. Siobhan took the time to intricately braid the hair at the crown of the Princess’s head leaving the rest of her ebony waist length hair to tumble free. Kat fell asleep waiting for Dominic to return.
Most of the other girls took their guys back to their apartments after giving them a tour of the castle, pointing out the common areas. Upon returning to the rooms, they had time only to settle the men in and give the barest of bare instructions before being claimed by the sun.
Kendra lay on her back after leaving the boys. She liked them a lot.. Too much even. She wondered about them: Where did they come from, who were they when the masks came off, what were their likes and dislikes? She knew she had time to learn everything about them, still she wanted to know it now, and that surprised her. Their names whispered through her mind. Yes, she was aware that part of what happened tonight was because of Glen and Hannah. She wasn’t jealous but did wonder if maybe Glen would soon be among those who preferred a human. The irony there was staggering.
Her start with the guys had been rocky. Her thoughts had been scattered, her mind divided between the two situations. Once she’d fed, she was focused fully on the situation at hand. Van had seemed almost shell shocked by her revelation, while Akhiro had taken it in stride. She did wonder what had possessed her to divulge that little pearl of information. Maybe she was trying to show them she trusted them.. She just didn’t know. She almost wished she hadn’t told them. Almost. She was glad she had. She wondered what they’d be like with their hands on her, touching her in places where only Glen had. She’d been asked why now, and though she’d answered generally the specifics were simply that she’d never found anyone she cared to be that intimate with. The more time she spent with them the more she knew she’d made the right choice. She’d wanted to ravage Van just as she had Akhiro, but he’d been a first for her. She’d never had her own herd before, preferring to hunt. It was something she and Glen had always done together, picking the venue, scoping the prey, discussing it, moving in. All of it, right up until the feeding. This was new to her. She’d been more confident with Akhiro, because of Van’s reaction, because of Akhiro’s as well. “Ravage me.” He’d said and she had, at least as much as she could with an audience. And she was glad Van had been there.
Van seemed more concerned with her feelings, with what she was thinking. Akhiro seemed more in the moment. Akhiro did, Van thought it through first. As alike as they were, they were also very different. She began to feel the familiar pull of the sun making everything heavier, weighing her down, that feeling that the very air was too heavy. She heard Akhiro’s knock, his words and the door close, and sent a shadow to touch his face, letting him know she knew.