Unwanted Desire. (Khariaya&Fey)

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For a hundred year's or better, a vampire coven has lived in peace with the humans. They have grown wary of fighting with them, and only wish for peace, the only thing they ask for is willing human's to feed upon. They do not kill these human's, and these human's only do this thing willingly because of the drug like high they receive from the vampire's bites. It took a long time for the human's to agree to this, but in the 1890's they finally agreed, and peace came between them.

The coven leader, a beautiful but cold, and lonely vampiress has spent many decades watching over her coven, keeping them safe, and leading them on. No one knows how old she really is, nor what her true intentions are, but they trust her anyways. She is kind and loyal to them, wishing only to serve them, in the way she thinks they should be served. Not once in all her long years of leading them, has she done a selfish thing. She has never left her coven, has never done anything to put them in pain, but now she has disappeared, but why is unknown.

The coven leader has gone into hiding, just as a horrible curse has been laid on the coven. Their anger rises, and they don't understand why she has done this to them, but slowly the truth comes out.

A demon prince, the Demon Prince of pain to be more specific, has lived long, since the beginning of time, and only ten years ago, did his eye fall upon the fair beauty of the vampire coven. He went to her, demanding she become his mate, or a curse would be settled over her coven. She refused him, and so he did as he had said. She disappeared from his sight, and lives now in secrecy from her coven and the Demon Prince. Though every day, nigh every hour, she comes closer and closer to binding to his will.  

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Andrea Saracen Dracana.

It was dark, dank, all together depressing down in the underground library. The place was ancient. Even Andrea herself wasn't sure how old it was. It was why she was down here in the first place, keeping herself hidden from her enemy, from the man, no demon who wanted to claim her. She used to be a proud, beautiful, deadly, and loving coven leader to her people, but him strutting in, and demanding she make him her mate was repulsive, and heart wrenching. She had led her people, selflessly for centuries, without a care to herself. She drowned herself in work, and never gave a care about her own wishes, her own desires. Till that demon prince showed up, and demand she give into him. It was heart wrenching, and just something she couldn't do. She had refused him, and watched him set the curse upon her people. She had ran away an hour after that, his laughter chasing after her.

Setting there, in the dark large endless room, she shivered, remembering his laugh, his eyes. He was the one and only person she feared, for she knew if he really wanted her, he could make her come to him, truly make her. She knew she could be senseless at his feet, nothing better then putty in his hands. At least he gave her the choice. What a dang choice it is to. She whispered to herself, and winced as her voice whispering through the whole room. Over stone, and ancient books. Tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to let them drop. She could not let them, it would be beneath her, and it might show someone she was here, someone who could sense her pain.

She sighed once more, and slammed the book down, stood and disappeared through the wall, or so it seemed. There was a hidden door there, that she had chanced upon, long before this nightmare had started. She could find nothing in the books, the records, anything, that could tell her how to help her people, without giving in. She was a proud woman, a fiery beauty, that refused to be tamed by any man. The last man to tame her, had went to ground a long time ago, to be woken when the world came to an end, or rather when the vampire's became nearly extinct to bring it back to its rising power. She was waiting for him, but it had been so long. Would he ever really return, and would he blame her if she gave in. She loved her coven, they were her family, literally. They all carried her's, and her mate's, the very first vampire's blood within them. Where he, Vladimir Dracula, was the father, she Andrea Saracen Dracana was the mother. She had been a later wife to him, but the first he had chosen to change into a vampire, and together they had brought the vampire line into existence, or at least back into reality. She knew for a fact there had been other vampire's olden even then she, and Vlad. The ancient history made her head spin, so she stowed it away. No one knew of her past, and that was the way she liked it. Hopefully she could keep it that way.

Her thoughts drifted back to the demon prince, wondering what in the world she should do about him. The only real thing she could do was reveal herself to him, and give in. But she still loathed the idea. She still hoped he would grow bored, let her people and her go to their own lives, but she knew that to would never happen. He was much to stubborn to let a challenge like her slip away from his finger's, though she wasn't sure why she was such an interest, any vampire maiden would refuse him. Perhaps she was the only one who held the power to do such a thing.

She groaned softly, and rubbed her temple's, giving herself a headache from all the thoughts swirling around in her head. She had thought these thoughts, considered these same things over and over again, till her mind was raw, they did her no good. She suddenly came to a stop in the hidden tunnel's, and glanced down one that led into the garden. She'd be given herself away to the enemy, or she might be. She wasn't sure how hard he was looking for her, perhaps she could risk a visit to her favorite place in the manor. Slowly she crept to the door to the outside garden, feeling her heart begin to race. She checked her shields, and stepped outside, breathing in the fresh hair. A gently cool breeze nuzzled her cheek, and blew back her blazing ember mane of hair. She smiled softly, and checking herself again, she slowly crept into the darkest parts of the tree's, hiding even from her own kind. She began to weave through the plant's, looking up to the endless night, sighing softly as she headed for her secret place. She knew no one had found yet, and she hoped still she would not be felt by him, but she had not feed in so long, and her power had waned, perhaps to him she let up the whole sky in a blazing starlight. She couldn't know, till he did, or didn't show up. She hoped for the later.  

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Marcus Del'Narko.

Marcus stared down at his desk, feeling like he was being swallowed hole. It had been a little over six years since Andrea had disappeared. She had been the best coven he had ever seen, and he had seen several over his travels. Why then had she left them all behind. Left them to wither and die under this curse. He knew why, and yet he still asked the question. He couldn't help it, it was still so unlike her. He never would have thought some asking her, or well demanding she be their mate would have thrown her so much. He thought she would have accepted, merely to save her coven, and vindictively act out against the demon, not run and hide. It wasn't like her. He didn't under her, no one did in a matter of fact. She was such a puzzle, but she had led them well.

Sighing softly, he picked up a piece of paper, and read over it, before signing his name. He was still getting used to being the coven leader, though if Andrea ever returned he would gladly give it up, and go back to being second in command. He didn't mind helping her, but he did not want to be the boss. He balked at the idea, and even now he wanted to run and hide as well. But his coven needed him, and he was all they had. So he had to keep strong, and certainly find them some more blood to drink. Their resources were running low.

He signed another paper, then stood up, and walked out of the room, going to deliver them himself. He greeted each council member the same way. A simple nod, his light jade eyes flashing coldly. He finally made it to the humans resting place, tilting his head as he watched the few there, all looking hopeful. He smiled gently, but left the room, making them sigh in distaste. He looked for their hunter's, asking them to go through the crack he had been able to make in the spell surrounding the land, and bring back more humans, as healthy as possible this time.

He was soon heading back towards his study, which drove him absolutely nuts. He hated that room like never before. It used to be his favorite room, till he had to spend every waking hour in there, talking business. Grinding his teeth together, he walked in, nodding to the gathered council member's. Once again they tried to suggest ways of offering a peace treaty with the demon, or come up with a way to break the curse. Marcus himself just couldn't figure out a way. Unless Andrea returned, and they offered her to him. That was an appealing aspect even to him. He was so annoyed at her, for her wimpish act.  

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Adrian Galen Darkling

The wind was gentle, and he could smell the leaves and a distant waterfall. Staring at the old building before him, he knew that she was there, he could sense it. He had known for a long time, and he had waited. As easy as it could be to go in and take her from the manor, and bring her back to his home, he didn't. He wanted her to come to him, to want him like he wanted her. Adrian had known when he had first approached her six years ago that he would refuse, yet still he had tried to twist her hand and cursed her coven. Something that he really could care less about now. He could probably remove the curse and she would still hide here away from them and away from him.

Words could not even describe the desire and need he had felt when he first saw her. To him it was like the world had shifted, and she consumed his every thought, and still did until this day. He couldn't explain what it was, or why it had happened. But he knew that he had to have her, in his life and by his side for the rest of time. Though he may never admit it, it was impulsive and stubborn, or at least that is what his sister often called him. He did only what he could think of to make Andrea come to him, and that was to give her an ultimatum. Yet she had run, not only from him but her coven, had abandoned him. He despaired to think that she thought him so horrible that she would desert her own people. But now he waited, waited for her to relent and give herself into his care. He would give her the world on a string for her to carry if only she became his.

It was a sweet scent that made him snap to attention, from where he stood on the edge of the cliff he could see the manor that Andrea had hidden herself away in. She never came out, or gave any sign that she resided in the manor but he knew she was there. And now over looking the manor he saw her emerge, and his heart beat hard in his chest. Had she relented? Was she giving in?

No... he knew she would not detect his presence. As the demon prince he had to power to hide his presence, and only should he wish her to know he was there would she be able to sense him. Adrian watched her walk in the garden, the wind brought her sweet scent up to him and he relished in it. It was a scent he would never tire of and always crave. Fighting the temptation to go down and swoop her up was hard, but he watched her for a few moments. Her power was waned and he could tell she was weak, most likely from not feeding. Guilt pierced his gut and he frowned.

Before he knew that he had made a decision, Adrian descended the cliff in shadows and stole into the garden, walking the narrow paths towards the vampiress. When she came into his sight he paused watching her back. And after a moment he let down his shroud so she could finally sense him, and he spoke, breaking the silence of the night. "Why do you do this to yourself? And to me? You know how to end all this misery... Andrea." he said his voice low and calm, but her name came out as a velvet whisper and he waited for her to turn and look at him, he was dying and desperate to see her molten crimson eyes.

 

[a soul of thunder]

Grace Victoria Darkling

The night was still young when the young demoness arrived at the place where the vampire coven called home. She had but two security guards escorting her by horse, she also lead them upon her favored white mare. Her black hood was pulled up over her face but her silver eyes shined in the moonlight, looked over the place before her and she breathed in deeply. Grace was none too happy about what had brought her here. Her brother had always been impulsive, but the way he had acted with the former coven leader was different. That even she could not understand. He had caused wreak and devastation for a whole population and that did not sit well with Grace. True, demons had always been a reclusive kind, preferring to keep to their own ways, much like this coven, but now Grace had been forced to try and repair the damage that her brother had caused.

She doubted that she was to be well received by the coven, especially since it was by someone of her blood that had cursed them. But she was willing to try. As they reached the edge of the coven's strong hold she ordered her guards back, she didn't want a confrontation, there were sure to be angry vampires within, but if she could just speak to the new coven leader than she may be able to try and help reverse the curse her brother had thoughtlessly set upon all these people. Being of royal demon blood she was able to use shadows to shroud herself, she was not as good as her brother but she was able to sneak into the coven's stronghold and made her way towards the manor that she would undoubtedly find the coven leader.

All that Grace knew about the curse was that it caused pain, and suffering to the vampires of this coven. Her brother had not been very merciful, after being spurned by Andrea when she first refused him. Since then he has been trying to find her and wait for her to give in. And Grace had been scrambling to try and mend the once peaceful existence between their kind and the vampires. Now she had come here to try and do so, maybe even reverse the curse that her brother laid. There were not many about so it was easy for her to make her way to the manor, but getting inside and finding the coven leader before being discovered was something different entirely. For a moment she dropped her shroud, and she gazed upon the building trying to find a simple yet non-attention-grabbing way to enter. She examined the windows and various side-doors, most likely for guards or servants. Deciding to use the back door she slipped in easily, but now she would have to navigate the unfamiliar hallways and hopefully find the one person she was looking for.

Yet it seemed fate would only be so kind in aiding her. Just as she stepped into a hallway and was about to pull her shroud up again was she spotted by a couple guards. Her white hair was a dead giveaway for a demon so they charged at her without hesitation. She cursed under her breath and tried to dart out the door from which she came from but a solid body blocked her path as another guard stepped in her way. Trying to turn and avoid him she was caught as the guards hand came up and took hold of her hair and pulled her back. Grace cried out and her hands snapped up to fight his grip but he shook her ruthlessly. They spoke in the ancient language of vampires, one that Grace did not know, but her brother would have. Before she knew what was happening she was dragged further into the manor and then descended down.

It didn't take her long to realize that she was being brought down into the dungeon and she shouted and cried in protest. The brute guard dragged her into a cell, it was dank, cold and moist and she was thrown to the ground and her wrist placed into shackles and attached to a chain. The chain was then attached to the ceiling so that Grace was forced to be upon her knees and a second attached her ankle to the ground so she could not move more than a foot from the spot she was placed at. "Demon scum, rot here while we have our leader decide your fate." the guard said before slamming the door shut and dissapeared down the hall until his footsteps were gone. Grace was left alone in the darkness and she sighed. "Damn it... she muttered to herself as her heart pounded in fear. Her plan to seek peace was in ruins and now she was at the mercy of the vampires, who would likely seek vengeance on her for what her brother had done to them.

 

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Andrea Saracen Dracana.

Andrea moved silently, letting the wind brush her hair from her face, not realizing her worse enemy was so close, and watching her, enjoying the smell of her scent, that the very wind carried up to him. Her heart pounded against her ribcage, and she glanced around carefully, trying to make sure she was still alone. She came to her favorite place, and let out a calming sigh, enjoying the beautiful sight. The moon danced on the surface of the dark water, and a nightingale's lonely cries filled the air around her. She felt like that lonely nightingale.

She closed her eyes, and tilted her head to the side a little bit, enjoying the fresh smell of the wind. To long had she been scurrying like a rat, behind dank walls, hiding in stuffy rooms, where window's could not be opened. The fresh air, did much for her starved soul. The sounds of the night creature's was the sweetest of songs, lullabying her into comfort, and the illusion that she was alone.

The music died, just a few seconds before he spoke, and she sensed him at the same time. Her heart thundered in her chest, and her name whispered over her skin with his voice. The thrill of hearing it surprised her to the core, and perhaps that was what actually made her spin around to face him, sending her long tresses flying about her, like a living flame that enveloped her body. Her fiery crimson eyes were spread wide, her lips parted in surprise. The wind shifted just then, bringing his scent to her, imprinting it onto her mind, making her legs tremble. Hunger of different kinds curled in her stomach, and she backed away. She looked to the manor, the promise of protection, and safety. But could she hide from him again? Even so would he let her leave him this time.

She backed away a little more, her hands at her sides. I would not be forced to put myself, or my coven through such misery if it were not for you... You should have been less selfish, and respected my wishes. She replied desperately, her eyes watching him closely, trying to make sure he didn't move towards her. She knew she couldn't fight him, she was to tired, and he was a demon, demon blood was very alluring to vampire's, and as starved as she was, she was about ready to tackle him, take what she wanted, and slither back to the protection of her home, but she knew if she drank from him, all her running, and fighting would be for nothing. She would be utterly in his grasp. Would it really be so bad? A part of her abolished, making her freeze from her retreat, and watch Adrian closer. She was at a loss, she didn't know what to do anymore. Her people were suffering, all because of her. She was suffering. Could she really believe he had been suffering as well? Or was what he said just a rouse, to make her question herself? She just couldn't figure it out, but she knew her running from him was at its end. She could no longer let her coven suffer, and she couldn't last much longer on the sneaking about for food she was doing. Why me?.. Why do you want me? She asked, slowly looking up to him, her eyes challenging him.  

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Marcus Del'Narko.

Marcus was reading over a few notes from Andrea's books, and he was about to fall over asleep. He couldn't remember the last night he had had a good night's sleep, it had been a few months. At least since he became the coven leader. His head crashed to the desk, and quietly he snored, till a harsh knock came to his studies doors. Sitting up quickly, he called out for whoever was there to enter. A guard came in, telling him of the demoness that had been caught coming into the manor. He frowned slightly, brushed a hand through his hair, and stood up. He straightened his clothing, and moved out of the study, following the guard down to the dungeon, his eyes bleary, and blood shut.

He came to stand in front of the cell where the demoness was bound, and eyed her closely. She was beautiful, and something within him resonated with grief to see her bound like she was, but he pushed his emotions to the side. He could no longer be worried about himself, his coven was his main concern. What were you doing sneaking into the manor? He asked bluntly, his eyes probing her face, looking for any sign of lying.

He wished he knew if he could believe her though. There was no way to know if she were telling the truth, unless he drank her blood which opened her mind to him a bit. He did not wish to do that, just because it was not something he liked doing. He could look into her mind, but could only catch what was on the surface, so if she were hiding something from him, he wouldn't know it. He eyed her a bit longer, then sighed softly, reaching up and rubbing his eyes with one hand, continuing to way for her explanation for coming to his home, and possibly threaten his coven.  

[a soul of thunder]

Adrian Galen Darkling

It took his breath away to see her turn, her hair flaring around her face, her beautiful crimson eyes held a look of awe and surprise. Adrian felt the urge and need to rush to her and touch her silky tresses and to find out if her lips were as soft as they looked. His eyes smoldered as he stared at her. But he felt a strong to his ego as she accused him of being selfish, something his sister had often called him that but to hear Andrea call him such hurt him. But more than that he was hurt by her saying he ha caused her misery, did she really think that he wasn't suffering either? he sighed lowly and looked to her. "I will be the first to admit that I act recklessly, but you are the only thing in this world that I want." he said lowly and stepped forward by one stride but did not more than that.

He knew she felt trapped and he still would not take her forcibly, he wanted her to give in to give herself into his keeping. Her stubbornness was tiring though and strained him to constantly know that she was avoiding him, that she would rather isolate and deprive herself than even think of the possibility of a future for them. "I want you because the day I saw you everything changed for me. I cannot explain more than that, but I promise that your life as my mate would be good." staring at him and Adrian breathed in, her mind teetered between leaving and staying, he did not want to hear her deny him again did not want to watch her run from him again. He clenched his hands together and stared at her, seeing the fire and challenge in her eyes he was sure that she would deny him again, but he hoped, for the first time in his life he hoped and he quietly and patiently waited for her response.

 

[a soul of thunder]

Grace Victoria Darkling

The cell was cool and moist, and somewhere in the distance she heard the slowly dripping of water. Grace shivered and she tried to settle herself into a position that was at the very least tolerable, her wrists ached in the metal shackles, she kept twisting them trying to slip them free but there was more give and more budge no matter matter how much she tried. Sighing with frustration she glanced around the cell her eyes able to make it out slightly even in the pure dark, after a few moments her knees started to ache. Moments seemed to drag on as she waited to hear anything. And she felt herself becoming anxious and worried.

She wasn't sure how long it was before she heard a door open in the distance and footsteps slowly coming closer and then the door opened. Light flooded her eyes and she quickly closed her eyes, wincing and turning away until she was ready to face the light. Looking up to the person who came into the cell and she blinked a few times and she looked to him. Grace stared at him as he stared at her the same. When he asked why she was hear she breathed in deeply. "I came to see the coven leader, which is you, and I came to try and offer my help to your coven." she said gently, grace could tell he was tired and yet there was a look of determination in his eyes

Grace shifted slightly where she knealt, though she doubted that he would release her but she hoped so. Glanced behind the coven leader she saw the brute guard come up behind him and cross his arms and smirk as he glared at her. She could tell that he was one of the vampires that hated demons like her for what her brother had done to them, her heart hammered in her chest with fear. She knew that if left alone Grace knew that this guard would enjoy taking out his anger on her.

 

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Andrea Saracen Dracana.

Andrea felt her insides twist into knots, and her heart begin to thunder in her chest with a feeling she wasn't used to anymore, as his gaze smoldered at her. It was excitement that rushed through her veins, a longing she was just to surprised to acknowledge, or had been when he had first come to her, demanding her to be his mate. Now she could remember feeling something like this before. When Vlad had looked at her, when he had touched her. She wanted to refuse the thought of being attracted to someone else, but it was hard, for how strong the responses he forced from her.

You don't even know me. She breathed out, unable to help the color on her cool cheeks, or the flash of her eyes as he stepped forward once. She couldn't even remember the last time she had blushed, and that was when she realized this was much different then with Vlad, very different indeed, it was why she was so frightened of him, and what he offered.

She glanced to the manor, the longing to run written heavily on her features. She looked back to Adrian, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips. You will lift the curse, if... if I do as you ask? She asked, trying to make it seem like she was only doing this for her coven, trying to convince herself that she was only doing this for her coven. Her eyes were liquid fire, pouring over him, studying him, much as he had done before, while she waited for his response. She had to admit she would not be bored with him. His strength shrouded him like a second skin, and his vitality was apparent, and though they were complete opposites, they would make a beautiful couple. She gazed at his white hair, remembering when she had first seen him, how she had wanted to touch that hair, much like she wanted to now. She bet it was as soft as cotton. His skin reminded her of light caramel, and under his clothing, she could see his muscles. His body was pretty covered from her view, which kind of made her feel under dressed in her simple formfitting maroon dress, that matched her hair in the exact same shade. She looked back to his eyes, feeling her insides quiver at that odd shade, she had never seen before. It was nearly entrancing.  

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Marcus Del'Narko.

Marcus watched the demon girl, shifting under her own gaze. He frowned at how she was being held, and glanced to the brute of a guard behind him. "Give me your keys." He demanded lightly, and glared reproachfully at the vampire when he stammered, but quickly passed his keys over to him. Marcus moved over to her, quickly releasing her from her bonds. "Andrea set wards down here, along with a few other people from a few other races. I don't really think anything can escape." He said to the guard, not happy about how she was being held.

After she was free from the chains, he stepped back from her, till the guard was forced out of the cell, and Marcus still at the door. He tilted his head to the side, narrowing his eyes. "And why should I believe thats what you really want to do? It is one of your kind that pressed this curse upon us." He said slowly, distrustfully. Something within his heart, told him he could trust her, but he had to be extra cautious, it was not just his neck on the line.  

[a soul of thunder]

Adrian Galen Darkling

Adrian stay perfectly still as he watched her, he could see her eyes showed her uncertainty. She was at war with herself, and it gave him more hope, she felt something as well, something that Adrian already felt. Desire, lust but also the absolutely need to have her in his life, to see her smile to watch the fire in her crimson eyes flare up in challenge. It wasn't just carnal want for Andrea it was something more, something Adrian had never known before or thought could be real, but it was. "Let me know you Andrea." he said lowly in response to her, he saw the longing to run and hide on her face and he felt hurt and was about to step back to let her do so when she posed a second question to him and he breathed in deeply.

Slowly he nodded to her. "It would take time to reverse what I have done, but I would. You coven will be released from the curse." he said firmly and stared at her. She looked him over and Adrian did the same, he felt desire whip at him when he gazed over her body, the dress which left little to the imagination, he could clearly see her exquisite curves and glimpses of her stain skin. Adrian had to bite his tongue to not say anything and to stop him from closing the distance between them and kiss her soundly so she could not defy or deny him.

"Andrea." he said her name lowly and stared at her. He longed to find out just how soft her skin was, he wanted to steal her away to his private home in the mountains, give them time and privacy to be together and he would also work the slow process to remove the curse from her coven. He was thankful it would take him a while to remove the curse, he did not want Andrea to run again as soon as he lifted the curse, if he had time then he could show her that he cared for her and she would learn to care for him. So by the time the curse was fully lifted she may not try and leave him again.

 

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Andrea Saracen Dracana.

Andrea shuddered from his response, to her remark about not knowing her. It brought such warmth to her heart, and body. Her feature's looked weary, and uncertain, but also curious. "Why should I, let you know me?" She tried, and shifted, looking a little ashamed for her childish game, a small, almost unnoticeable smile tilting up her full lips. She swallowed when he replied to her last question.

"I...I believe you." She whispered softly, her insides quivering with pleasure as his eyes swept over her. She shifted, and watched his expression, giving into his examination. One of her feet lifted slightly, like she planned on backing away from him, but she slowly shifted again, remaining where she was, not moving further away, or closer.

Andrea took in a sharp gasp when he spoke her name lowly, her eyes wide, and her lips parted just a little, in that surprise expression. Her body shivered, and her skin prickled with need, answering to the tone of his voice. She was reeling from the sensation, and didn't realize when she responded to him. "Adrian." She breathed out lowly, her hand flying to her lips when she realized what she had done, like she was trying to hide what she said, even though she knew it was to late. She remained perfectly still, her eyes glued to his for a few long moments, before her foot moved forward, shifting through the leaves, taking a step closer to him, before she stopped, her hand still at her lip's, at her eyes still entranced by his gaze. She was trapped, and she didn't want to be released.  

[a soul of thunder]

Grace Victoria Darkling

It came as a great surprise to Grace to see the coven leader demand the keys and move to free her wrists. She slumped onto the ground and slowly stretched out her wrists and winced slightly at first but demons healed fast and now the shackles were moved her body was already working to heal the pain. Breathing in deeply she looked up to him and watched as the guard was forced to leave and she felt some relief . "I knew that you and your coven would doubt me." she said lowly, and tilted her head up and stared at the leaders eyes, which were a striking and brilliant green. She looked him over quickly, he was tall, maybe a foot and a half taller then her, his shoulder broad. His very stature reeked and spoke of command and power. She rolled her lower lip between her teeth and she sighed lowly.

"I don't have a way to prove to you right here and now that I'm not what you think I am. But I really want to help, what was done to you by the prince of my people was not right." Grace said, she knew better than to admit that Adrian was her brother, the one who had cursed them and sent their coven leader away to hide from him. If she admitted to that then she could be killed, either out of spite or vengeance or used as a bargaining tool with her brother to try and force him to remove the curse. Her heart leapt in her chest as that thought crossed her mind, she had known the risks when she made the decision to come here. But now that she was locked in the dungeon and at his mercy already. "I want to help try and reverse the curse, a curse laid by a demon can only be reversed by a demon, I want to try, so things can be put right again." she said gently.

 

[a soul of thunder]

Adrian Galen Darkling

There was a small flick of frustration when Andrea played with him, asking why should let him. He sighed lowly and folded his arms. "You know exactly why, you feel it. I know you do, I see it in your eyes." he said lowly, his bright silver eyes almost dared her to deny it. Adrian could that she was fighting her own body and desires and he wanted her to come around sooner, he was growing tired of her avoidance, but when she responded to that way he said her name he perked up slightly.

Adrian stayed perfectly still, not even daring to breathe as she saw Andrea slowly take one step towards him. A smoldering grin broke out across his lips as she got closer to him and he watched her, looked to her hand as her fingers bringing his attention to her lips, the lips he desperately wanted to kiss senseless. He breathed in, taking in her heavenly scent once again and then slowly moved, trying not to spook or scare her off now that she seemed to be giving in. Slowly his opened his arms and beckoned her closer with his hand and his eyes. "Come to me Andrea. Let me hold you." he said, his voice almost begging her, pleading with her to grant him that one request.