Allure Of The Night

Eve quickly rolled to the other side as she had expected someone to say start and not start without any notice. Soon she had to defend herself from being hit by Vincent’s grandmother, who continued to test and push her.

When Eve almost attacked the woman, Lady Ravette dodged it. They moved across the floor, fighting and continuing to land a blow at each other. While Lady Ravette moved, she failed to realise that the chamber key from her pocket fell and slid away.

Carla’s eyes fell on the shiny object, and she carefully moved towards it before picking it up and running towards the underground chamber. She knew that if there was one person who could stop Lady Ravette, it was the woman’s husband, who was sleeping in the coffin.

Lady Ravette was ruthless as she caught Eve’s hand and turned the mermaid around, before throwing her to one of the nearby pillars. Eve winced, feeling her muscles ache.

“So weak,” the older vampiress commented. She walked to where Eve lay on the ground with her body aching.

Eve didn’t even have time to get the sword and then she remembered Vincent’s words. The fountain. If he had mentioned it, it was only because he thought she could use her abilities and didn’t have to hold back. She raised her hand when the wind breezed into the halls. Drops of water started to be picked up from the fountain, moving towards Eve’s hand that she had raised right above the floor’s surface.

“You have to keep an eye on your back if you don’t want to be stabbed. You didn’t last three minutes, how pathetic,” Lady Ravette remarked when she reached Eve. She turned to Vincent and said, “It doesn’t look like this one will survive long. I might as well finish her to save you the building misery for the future. Not to mention, you don’t seem that fazed with what happens to her.”

“Do you remember how father reacted when he found that you tried to poison mother?” Vincent asked in a calm voice.

“He despised me and swore to keep my grandchildren away from me. How is he now?” Lady Ravette questioned Vincent about her son. The last time she saw her son, he refused to talk to her, and it would be a lie if she said it didn’t hurt her sentiments.

“The same as before,” Vincent replied, and he then said, “What I meant to say is my lack of concern isn’t because of the lack of attachment towards Eve. But because I know she will break through.”

His grandmother softly harrumphed and said, “Don’t tell me you are only words, Vincent. I will be very disappointed.”

When Lady Ravette turned to look at Eve, the young mermaid apologised, “Forgive me.” And she kicked the woman’s leg such that it had the vampiress fall on the ground. Eve quickly scrambled on top of the vampiress, whose eyes widened on seeing the golden flecks in the human’s eyes that were earlier absent.

“You aren’t a human…!” Lady Ravette remarked in astonishment.

With only Vincent, Lady Ravette and Eve in the place, the water droplets that Eve had gathered turned into a strong dagger, which Eve quickly placed on the woman’s chest. Lady Ravette gasped, feeling the sharp ice-like dagger press on her chest while still in shock. If the tip was sharp, it would have pierced through the woman’s chest; but it had a blunt end.

“No, I am not a human,” Eve replied with eyes that had turned into an intense gold.

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“If only I had a servant, I would have told him to check on what’s going on,” the black cat remarked, as it got up and scratched its back with one of its hind legs. After letting out a yawn, he finally jumped from the bed, before making his way out of the room and through the corridors.

On the front side of the mansion, Lady Ravette looked surprised and intrigued by her grandson’s wife, who sat on top of her. Eve then took the dagger away, which splattered on the ground with one snap of her fingers.

“Bravo!! Isn’t she amazing, grandmother?” Vincent asked the older vampiress, who was on the ground.

Eve stepped away from Lady Ravette before offering her hand to the woman. Lady Ravette was too proud to take help from anyone, especially one who had dared to look down at her, but at the same time, she hadn’t expected something like this. She took the young woman’s hand and got up.

“I didn’t know we were going to use tricks,” Lady Ravette responded with an arrogant face and then said, “But I am in awe, that she pulled something in thin air. I guess I cannot go back on my word, and will have to accept you into the family.”

Eve smiled, “Thank you, Lady Ravette.”

“But it never hurts to watch your back,” Lady Ravette added in a nonchalant tone.

Soon they heard two pairs of footsteps. One was a harsh one, and the other was a much quieter one that followed the first pair of shoes.

Soon enough, Eve caught sight of Vincent’s grandfather, who looked slightly sleepy, and he held a deep frown on his face. When his eyes fell on Vincent and Eve, he looked a little confused before it dawned on him who the silver-haired young man was.

The old vampire’s hair was neatly combed backwards and was the opposite hairstyle of what Vincent often wore. He wore a crisp-looking brown suit that looked ironed, and his face held almost the same wrinkles as his furious wife.

But before the old vampire could go and greet his grandson, Lady Ravette appeared in front of him, and everyone heard a slap echo through the place. The echo came from Lady Ravetta slapping her husband on his face.

Eve’s eyes widened, and she watched Vincent’s grandfather raise his hand to his jaw and rub it. She heard the vampire say,

“Your hands are as strong as they used to be.”

“How dare you put me to sleep, Strix? I am your wife!” Lady Ravette demanded from her husband, who looked unfazed.