The night sky was littered with stars, and the full moon cast eerie shadows on the houses of the sleeping village beneath it.
On the outskirts of this village, two people stood bathed in moonlight, one evidentially female. The other was male.
The man wore a heavy cloak, his features hidden by its hood, save his luminous yellow eyes peering at the woman infront of him.
The woman wore a deep crimson knee-length dress with a high collar, which had off-white piping around the top portion. She also wore a red jacket; it's sleeves coming down to about the middle of her forearm. The jacket was open, revealing a silver St. Johns' cross on her chest. By her side hung a silver rapier in it's scabbard, the hilt encrusted with all manner of gemstones.
Her face looked as if angels had carved it, then stuck on an equally beautiful body. Her hair was as thick as it was blonde, and, at the moment, it was tied back in a ponytail, secured by a ribbon the same colour as her dress.
The woman's eyes were the most mysterious of her features. The iris of her left eye was a deep jade in colour. However, her whole right eye – Iris and pupil - was milky blue, making her seemingly blind in that eye.
The two were having a whispered argument, as to not alert anyone of their presence.
"I'm tired of waiting. Where is it, girl?" The man said, his voice sounding like a hiss. The woman frowned – causing her face to lose its charm.
"You'll have it soon. So don't bother me anymore." She said, her voice sounding light and airy, quite controversy to the man's voice.
"I'm tired of waiting, Odette."
"And I'm tired of you coming to my village and disturbing me!" The woman, Odette, whispered angrily, glaring at the man, who merely smirked at her.
"You're quite cute when you're angry, Odette." He cackled, brushing his hand through her bangs, causing Odette to draw back.
"As I've said before. I will contact you once I have it. Until then, stay away!" She said as she turned on her heel and walked towards the only little house with it's light on, her ponytail swishing side to side as she walked. As she opened the door, an eerie fog engulfed the man and he disappeared as she looked back over her shoulder at him.
Frowning, Odette shut the door behind her, locked it, and went to bed.