Author's Note: Okay in case anybody decided to read out of boredom here is the second chapter it's longer and hopefully you'll like it better.
Disclaimer: D and his escapades are not mine
Chapter Two: Reluctant Association
"We are leaving the rest of them here." he said as he stood up and turned to me. "What is your name?" he more demanded than asked. I opened my mouth but nothing came out at first. "A-allura." I informed. "Well then Allura, I assume that you know where these children came from." he stated. "Oh. Yes. Yes I do." I nodded. "Truthfully?" he raised a brow. "Yes." I assured between gritted teeth. "Children!" I called. "Please come out! You're safe now!" I said with a smile. They did not respond right away until I walked over to the wagons. "Come on." I giggled lifting the flap. The first to respond was the little boy who I visited now and again. Hesitant at first until he threw his arms around me tighter than a bear, he was still frightened. Poor thing. I felt my stomach drop at the indifference I had shown to these creatures. His sister followed but was wary not to touch me. Others began to file out. As soon as they spied the hunter they all seemed to bunch behind me. I let out another giggle. "You seem to have intimidated them um Mister…?" I discreetly asked his name. "…D." he said simply.
I raised a brow. "D." I repeated flatly. "You do realize that, that is a letter not a name right?" I inquired. "If you are going to give me a fake name come up with a good one." I placed my free arm on my hip as the other supported the little bloke on my other one. He glared at me in a way that shut me up right away. "Very well, very well, D it is." I stated. The boy's sister tugged at my arm. "What's happening?" she asked suspiciously. "Who is that?" she looked at D again a suspicious gleam in her eyes despite the cute little blush that covered her cheeks. "He came here to save you." I answered with a smile. The little girl blushed a bit more and looked away. She really was quite adorable. It seemed she had a crush on my new associate. "It's okay." I said to the rest of the children. "He is nothing to be afraid of." I assured. "I have to go talk to him so, take care of your brother here and I will be right back." I put the boy back down and ruffled the girl's hair. They watched me leave wide-eyed.
I sauntered over to him in my usual manner. "What is it?" he asked. "I have a proposition for you." I hoisted myself up onto a wagon lip and crossed my legs, placing my hands on my knees. He raised a brow and I could have sworn he eyed said legs like they were some sort of enemy. "I assume there is a rather hefty bounty for the retrieval of these youngsters. I myself need some money to find another living now that I have my freedom, so I would like to split the bounty with you." I smirked slyly. He remained silent. "Do you not think you are asking too much for someone in your position?" He remarked dryly. "Ah, on the contrary my dear Dhampire, those youngsters seem to trust me more." I stated. "One word from me and they will fight tooth and nail to stay with me. Also, I am the one who knows the way to each of their villages." I stated maintaining my usual demeanor. He narrowed his eyes. "I like to work alone." he blunted. "You really don't have much of a choice. Either you take half, or I take the whole thing." I folded my arms and stuck my nose in the air jestingly but stubbornly. There was a moment of silence before…
"Fine." he nodded. I smiled smugly to myself as I hopped off of the lip landing gracefully as I nodded. "Excellent. I will prepare the children and we'll be off then." I quickly strode toward the youngsters. I could feel him watching me. Perhaps suspicion. I could not truly blame him so I was not upset by it. I noticed a few young women blushing as they stared his way. I resisted the urge to laugh aloud. I remembered when I was like them. A boy crazy child. My looks had not particularly helped. I was always quite beautiful and I knew it. Boys had a hard time ignoring me. One look from my large blue-green eyes and they would be hooked like a fish. That all changed when people found out that I was a Dhampire. A monster. My fangs had begun to protrude, and it was impossible to hide from my sudden, very disturbing urges. I had never liked the sun and burned easily but I felt a new hatred for it. Animalistic and intense as I grew older. Soon everybody was suspicious of my mother. The truth had somehow been discovered through some sort of leak. We were forced to run. My mother was tracked down and killed. I had managed a narrow escape. I struggled for about a year for my own survival. Lonely, miserable, hated by everybody, and desperate for acceptance. That was when Vincent showed up.
He was a first rate monster, that could not be denied, but he was the only person (human or vampire) that acknowledged my existence with something other than fear, disgust, or hatred. He helped me to survive for a while as I lived on my own, and eventually turned me of my own volition. I had thought that if I was going to live, I wanted to be either one thing or the other. My only option was to be 100% vampire. I did not have any means to become 100% human so naturally I had allowed him to turn me. I hated him even more as time went on until eventually I had such a loathing for him that I would have killed him had I found the opportunity. His passes, comments, mocking remarks, and advances toward my person fueled my distaste for him. This only amused him however.
I brought my thoughts back to the girls, feeling a sudden envy at the simplicity of their existences. I sighed to myself. Sometimes I regretted allowing myself to be turned. They giggled as he passed them by either obliviously or simply ignoring their adoration of him. I shook my head. "Alright!" I called to the little humans making sure to seem the least intimidating as possible. "D says it's time to go! So, hop into the wagons and we will take you home." I smiled and ruffled the same little boy's hair. He let out a giggle that made my heart suddenly melt. "What's your name?" he asked curiously. I gave a lopsided grin. I leaned over to his level. "My name is Allura, you can tell your sister if you like, but I would be very happy if you two did not tell anybody else, okay?" I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Okay!" he nodded enthusiastically. "How about you?" I asked. "What is your name?" I sat next to him on the wagon lip as he kicked his dangling legs to and fro. "Me? Anthony." he said shyly. "That's a nice name." I closed my eyes fondly.
Anthony. That was the name of my first crush, and a boy that had still remained my friend before he suddenly disappeared. He was the only one who still accepted me before the unfortunate event of his disappearance. Anthony Graham was his name. I shivered at the idea that his disappearance could have been because of me. "My sister's name is Emmie." he brightened the silence. I smiled at the child. His sister looked to be around the age of nine. She had nut brown curls, large blue eyes with long eye lashes, and round rosy freckled cheeks. Adorable like her brother. His cheeks were round and plump with no freckles and he had sandy light hair with a deeper shade of blue in his inquisitive eyes. His hair was cut beside his ears in a messy fashion and made it seem spiked down. I laughed lightly. I whistled and my horse came trotting. "I will be back after I catch the runaway horses." I stated, cursing myself for my lack of thought. I swung onto the brown stallion and swiftly darted off to begin my tracking. I blew past D who seemed to look on with careful interest. He was quite interesting himself. Maybe I could get a rise out of him during our little trip. He seemed so overly cool and collected. I would have to test that out.
It was good few hours before I managed to round up the horses and herd them back to the wagons. D had started to bind them up again before I even dismounted my horse. I swung from my saddle gracefully. "Need some help?" I tilted my head quizzically. "That might make this take less time." he agreed with a simple nod. We hitched them up to the wagons swiftly and he was atop his black steed once more. "We'd better get moving quickly." he blunted. I could hear the young women watching us with the children. Whispers were murmured in hushed tones. "What is the big rush?" I inquired swinging my leg back over the horses saddle. He looked at me with a raised brow. "There are other bounty hunters, after the prize for these children. Most don't truly care about the children and are willing to fight for the rights to the reward money I would have thought you'd know that." he dead-panned. I frowned. I did know that, it just had not crossed my mind for a moment. "Many pardons, Mr. Perfect." I rolled my eyes.
"Which way?" he asked ignoring me. "The nearest of the villages is approximately 115 miles to the South West." I informed, proud of myself for memorizing the routes. He nodded. "Drive the wagons." he ordered. "What?" I protested. "But…my horse! And who died and made you team leader?" I frowned in disapproval. "I will string up your horse." he responded. "And last time I checked beggars can't be choosers, you invited yourself onto this little mission, so don't push it." he stated. I huffed. "Very well dhampire hunter, just make sure he's comfortable, he is a temperamental beast although very loyal." I swung my leg off and gracefully dismounted. I handed the reins over to him and hopped onto the lead wagon. The others were attached and would follow each other. Every horse was brought to the front to help pull the caravan along. I let out another disapproving huff before flipping my braid and straightening up. "Are we ready?" I called impatiently. "Yes." he nodded calmly. "Excellent." I grinned and gripped the reins. "Let's move then." I was eager to start my new life. "Hya!" I barked getting the horses moving. With that we were off.
He was not really anywhere in sight but I could sense him moving about the caravan, no doubt he was keeping a lookout for trouble. This made me breath slightly more easily. I could hear giggling from the wagons. A bunch of girls. I smirked lightly to myself. At least they were feeling more at east now, without us in the wagons with them of course. Another pang of nostalgia hit me as I recalled giggling like that during sleepovers. Me and some friends would be sharing beds, giggling under the covers late into the night, talking nonsense. Things like boys, school-teachers, dresses, and other girls. I wished I could be among those girls at that moment. I was different now though. Even if I could, my conversation would be quite different from what it once was. The moon was high and full, bright and jolly. It lifted my spirits slightly to see it. I suddenly felt lonely again. I hated Vincent but he still counted as contact with the world. As glad as I was to be rid of him, I was not sure what would happen to me from then on. Would I find someone to keep me company? Probably not. I could never turn another into what I am now. To live like this, like me. A tiring existence. I shook my head. Never.
Our journey was uneventful. We stopped to allow rest, and tried to avoid the sun as much as possible. I realized what those girls constantly giggled about at all hours of the night. D. Of course I should have known. I could only laugh more. I wondered if he was aware of his little admirers. Maybe, maybe not. If not I figured that I would point it out to him sometime into our trip. Although his reaction would probably be no fun. He would probably shrug it off and continue on his silence. So boring. I could not ever see myself working with him for a long term partnership. I would end up kicking him in the face for no reason just to get a reaction from him. At night the children would sleep in the wagon, while we continued on horseback. In the morning we would take shifts. One of us slept while the other kept watch, and kept an eye on the surroundings. It was difficult to do it all by oneself due to so many wagons, but we managed. In fact I don't think that it was much of a problem for D. Why did he have to be so abnormally perfect? Ugh.
We had to stop once for provisions. The looks that we got were priceless. A crowd of children under the shadow of two monsters like us. What a pretty sight we were. I chuckled as a few outraged gasps were audible. I had scooped up little Anthony and allowed him to rest at my hip. He seemed happily oblivious to their thoughts on the matter. Such innocence. It was a shame that it would one day vanish. I followed D calmly through the streets. He seemed to notice nothing and yet everything, as if the contempt simply rolled off of his back. Well after all. Years of this treatment becomes quite redundant and one grows used to it. This was actually pretty mild. We stopped at a small shop. It was for arsenal. Weaponry and such. "What is it?" the owner asked harshly and cautiously. "I have a need to purchase these." D pushed a large case of bullets toward the gruff looking old man. "What for?" he raised a brow. "I did not realize that it was a store clerks job to butt into his customer's business." I chimed darkly. D gave me a warning look. "We do not wish any harm on you or this village." he assured him. "Please just sell this much needed arsenal to us and make it quick these children are hungry." he stated. He glared.
"So you monsters think that just because you got kids on your arm that you have rights to whatever you like?" he snarled. "How do I know you don't plan on using all of these to kill them off and have a nice breakfast…or dinner, whichever it is for your kind at this moment in time?" he folded his arms. "How dare you-" D cut me off. "We are bounty hunters, these children are being returned home for a sum of money, but we are running low on protection." he calmly said. I huffed. "Mister?…are you gonna finish that?" Anthony's voice softly chimed in. I noticed that he had been eyeing a sandwich that sat on the counter. The old man softened slightly but returned to his stony glare at us. He handed him the food which he greedily bit into and gave the other half to his sister. "Fine. That'll cost you $553.99." he cast his eyes down obviously hating this blow to his pride. D gave him the money silently and stoically. "Do you know where we can find decent guns for hire?" he softly asked. My head snapped in his direction. That had been my idea. He hadn't liked it and I assumed he was going to have us continue on our own. Surprising? Yes. Was I glad? Most definitely. The old man looked at him and raised a brow.
"What for? I thought yer kind were one man armies." he responded. "No genius, we are not invincible and we only have so many eyes, ears, and arms to keep watch over all of these children. We have been traveling sloppily and riskily as it is." I snapped. There was a moment of silence as I let out another huff. "I see." he grumbled something to himself. "Well I don't know who would be willing to work for you, but I know a great deal of mercenary groups near the local area." he sighed. There was a moment of silence. "I am going to hate myself for this later I just know it." he scratched the gray hairs on his head. "Go ask around fer these specific guys by the name of the fox hounds." he recommended. "Really, how good are they?" I leaned over the counter. "The best brand of killers this generation has ever seen I'd reckon." he replied he eyed us warily before adding. "…and my best customers, so try to avoid loosing any self control whilst yer among my boys." he added. "You care for them." D stated matter-of-factly. "You have no need to worry, they will be just as fine doing this as doing any job." he stated. "Where can we find them?" I added in. "I'm not too sure me'self." he scratched his head. "They're a restless group the lot of them, they'd be damned to stay in one place for too long." he shrugged. "Just don't eat them." he warned. "Or so help me I will find a way to avenge em'. I'm not above killing you, or you're little pet." he looked at me with disdain. I was outraged.
Placing Anthony down, I grabbed him by the collar before anybody could react. "I am nobody's pet." I hissed in his face. "Nor do I belong to the dhampire hunter in any such manner, and you are wrong to assume that a vampire of my caliber is unable to control her bloodlust. Watch. Your. Mouth. Old man." I growled letting go. He was still shaking and there was a bit of sweat beaded on his brow. He cleared his throat maintaining his bearings. I could not see D's expression but I doubt that he approved of my actions. "Get out." the old man snarled. He turned to D. "Take yer whore and leave." he spat at him. I narrowed my eyes. D silently picked up the ammo. "Allura, we're leaving." he said stoically. I sighed angrily. Anthony looked up at me worriedly. I noticed his big eyes blinking up at me. I smiled down at him apologetically. D had already began to walk away so I hurried after him. As soon as we were out of the shop he turned to me as I expected. 'Here we go.' I internally groaned. "If you are going to work with me you need to mellow out your temper, or exercise better self-control." he informed coldly. "You don't know what I've been through, I hate being called a pet, a toy, a possession, I've had too many bad experiences with that." I glared at him. "The last thing we need is to give these people a reason to fear and attack us." he declared calmly.
I looked down. I knew he was right but I hated it. I let out a long sigh of frustration. "Fine. I will say nothing anymore, unless necessary." I grunted. "Hm. Good." he nodded. We walked on. There was a moment of silence before he paused in his tracks. "And you are not a pet, so don't let those comments get to you." he said over his shoulder. I stared after him in puzzlement. What an odd hunter. It did not seem right that a killer of my kind would be so sympathetic to the problems of a vampiress. Then again he was half my kind. Still my kind were so cruel to his kind. Half-breeds like him. Dhampires. Like me. Or rather what I used to be. Upon realization I felt a certain comradeship towards him suddenly. I could relate to him. He must have been so…lonely. I stared at him as I wordlessly trailed behind him. Would I have become like him? Was I any different from him now? First we decided to stop and get some food. The financial strain was difficult to deal with but we managed to feed all of them. I found the group of giggling girls from before giving me an odd stare at some point.
I paid them no heed. I did not realize what their problem was. I had stayed with them while D went about looking for decent mercenaries. It felt so stupid, this whole situation. I knew he felt it too. How ridiculous it was to take on all of these children without planning ahead. A few had already been dropped off safely, but the main bounty was in the last village and other bounty hunters could be coming any moment to fight for the reward, and not all of them cared much for children. In fact, very few would hesitate to cause to any of them harm just to get the money if it called for it. I felt a tinge of worry. Most of them would be trained vampire killers. If they attacked, they would know exactly what to do to get rid of me. They would even have tricks of their own up their sleeves. How could I protect these children? What if something happened to me? Or D? I noticed Anthony staring at me. "What is it child?" I raised a brow. "You're the prettiest lady I've ever seen." he blushed. "Hmm." I smiled serenely. "Perhaps you have not seen many women then." I ruffled his hair. I knew I was beautiful, but there certainly were plenty who were much fairer to look at than me. "Oh, I've seen lots!" he nodded enthusiastically, fixing his hair. "I still say you're prettier." he smiled. I let out a light laugh. "What a charmer." I smiled.
He caught me off guard when he stood up and hugged me. "I like you…you're nice." he sounded so sad. I returned the hug. There was a part of me that noticed the enticing warmth of the red liquid that flowed freely through young fresh veins of this boy. I trembled momentarily. I realized that I had not eaten for quite a bit. This alarmed me. Where would I get a decent meal? I put him down quickly. He seemed worried. "Are you okay?" he tugged on my hand. "Yes I am fine for now." I nodded. "But you should stay with your sister for a while." I patted his head. He gave a warm smile and ran off, leaving me trembling slightly. I licked my parched lips. Suddenly something was tossed into my lap. I looked up, startled. "Drink." D was standing above me impassively. I looked down at my lap to note that he tossed a medical blood pack at me. "How long were you standing there?" I inquired softly not looking at him. "That isn't important, just know that you wouldn't have even gotten close if you tried." he informed. I glared and bit into the blood pack angrily.
"We have men." he suddenly told me. I looked at him. "Who?" I inquired. "Fox Hounds." he nodded. "You actually found them?" I raised a brow, and catching a scent in the air. "You don't find The Fox Hounds, The Fox Hounds find you." a male voice caught my attention. I turned to see and man who looked to be about in his early thirties. "You reek of whiskey." I calmly told him. "If you were hunting me, I would have killed you before you could think of anything witty to say." a sly smirk graced my lips. To my surprise he merely smirked back and winked. I raised a brow and rolled my eyes. "They encountered me while I was on my search." D explained. I nodded. "We heard the Dhampire hunter required our assistance and we couldn't pass up the chance to work with him, and witness just how good he really was first hand." the obvious leader smirked as he stepped forward. "I was surprised that he was actually willing to let us help actually." he added. I eyed them carefully. "They seem trustworthy enough." I spoke up. "But…" I turned to face them. "If you double cross us, or try anything funny I will kill you all without any qualms." They nodded in understanding. My sharp ears picked up a murmur of 'I think I'm in love.' I stifled a laugh.
"Back to the wagons." D ordered. The men were holding bags of food and were passing stuff out to the children. They seemed to get on with them quite well. I silently approved. The children seemed eager to get a move on. Who could blame them, they simply wanted to go home. "Never mind if my right hand was a bit bold, and if my men seem a bit crude Miss." the leader turned to me. "I apologize on their behalf." he glared at the troop. "They simply do not behave like themselves when they are working with a beauty like you, vampire or not." he smiled. "It's quite alright, it is nothing I have not previously experienced." I nodded casually. "So…your partner, we've heard about him many times, is he really as good as they say?" he sat beside me. I chuckled. "Well he beat me that's for sure." He nodded thoughtfully. "How long have you known him?" he asked. "Honestly? A few days." I shrugged, suddenly becoming suspicious. "Why so many questions?" I inquired. "Oh, no reason. So you two aren't…" he trailed putting two fingers together. Catching the meaning I blushed feeling outraged. "What? No! Why on earth would we do that?!" I demanded. He raised his hands defensively.
"Okay, okay…I apologize, you two just seem to... I don't know okay, I was just making sure." he assured. "If we did it would be none of your business." I replied. "So you're interested?" he raised a brow. I shot him a glare. "Sorry, sorry! Don't attack me." he moved away slightly. "We are not involved." I blunted. "I've only just met him a few days ago, though nobody can deny he is quite the looker. I'm just into more than that." I folded my arms feeling slightly harassed by this awkward conversation. "Okay then, my name is Rico, Rico Chevalier." he held out his hand to shake. I looked at it for a moment before taking it. "I suppose I am pleased to meet you, I'm Allura, Allura Christina Evans." I gave a lopsided smirk. He returned one of his own. "Now that we have been introduced, I would just like to say that I am pleased to be working alongside a beauty such as yourself." he took off his hat. I laughed. The human was flirting with me. How cute. "You do realize how many social rules you are breaking with this behavior right?" I crossed my legs flirtatiously. It was his turn to laugh. "In case you have not noticed, rules are not my strongest point." he retorted. "I will have to remember that." I shook my head with an eye roll and an amused smile.
"You two." D called. "Mm?" I turned to look at him. "I apologize if I am interrupting something but we all need to be doing our jobs, can you please move back to your posts?" he asked in his usual stoic manner. Rico narrowed his eyes at him slightly before nodding. He hopped off of the lip. "You heard him, get going!" he ordered his men. They scattered some mumbling about being hired to hunt and fight not baby-sit. "I already claimed this as my post." I informed calmly. "I never left it since we started moving so ha." I added teasingly. He did not react, only rode off with his black steed. I rolled my eyes. Why was he so boring? No reaction. Nothing. I would have to annoy him somehow until I got a reaction because this was too abnormal. However I had chosen this post to watch in order to keep an eye on Anthony and his sister Ellie. Thus and therefore, I would have to wait until it was time to change shifts. Then I would entertain myself, and see if I could push any harmless buttons of his. I noticed the same old group of girls staring at me with unreadable gazes…was it disdain? I could not tell. Used to being disliked by members of the same sex I merely smiled at them. They were only teenagers anyway.
I caught a scent that was sweet and laced with shyness, hesitance, anxiety, fear, and…admiration? I turned my head only to startle a wide-eyed Ellie who was looking at me while biting her bottom lip. "Um…hello Miss Evans.." she looked at her dust-stained little shoes with interest. I nodded. "Is there something you need…Miss Ellie?" I leaned over. She flinched for a second. "I…I simply wanted to thank you for making my brother feel better on this trip." she said in her hushed little voice. Such a little lady. I had to smile at her. "It is not a problem...and please call me Allura." I added as an after-thought. She gave a small little smile and a sheepish nod before scampering off and back into the wagon. I gave a sigh. It was such a shame that she was so afraid of me. Although I could not blame the poor thing. With all that she had witnessed, and how she was obviously raised, who would not be afraid of my kind? "You seem to like children." a smooth even voice interrupted my thoughts. I jumped slightly. How had I not caught his scent? I looked at him. "I assumed that you would be scouting the area, Mister Boss-man." I felt a bit cheeky. "I had to make sure that things were safe here." he replied with honesty.
Catching the hidden implication I was slightly put-off. "Is this because of what I am?" I nearly snarled. "Are you implying that I would eat one of these children or of the mercenaries?" I stood up on the lip with my arms folded. "I don't know you." he stated impassively. "Although I am not worried about the mercenaries, they can take care of themselves, it's what they are trained for after all. I do not wish to make assumptions on your character but a vampire is still a vampire, and we all have needs that are not always controllable." he reasoned. "I can control myself very well thank you, I do not need to be watched twenty-four seven, as for the mercenaries…blech, too dirty, and they would probably enjoy it too much." I grimaced at the idea of biting one of them…or the noises they might make. I nearly gagged outwardly. D did not make a sound, he simply stared momentarily. "What? Is there something you are looking at? Go away please." I sat back down with a huff. "I think you need a break." he blunted. "You are obviously stressed, get your horse and come with me." he added. My face contorted into a glare. "I am not stressed, you just do not know how to speak without making me want to cave in your pretty face." I snapped quietly. I heard harsh whispers from the wagon.
I rolled my eyes. "Eavesdropping is impolite." I called in the listeners general directions. Everything went silent. I tried not to snort in amusement. I knew who it was and what their problem was now. D. They were jealous over him. I bubbled with light laughter. They had nothing to worry about. I was not interested in dry, boring, overly-perfect, men. "I do not think your fans like me very much." I teased. "Are you coming or not?" he inquired, ignoring my comment. I narrowed my eyes. "I already said that everything would be fine." I stated. "You do not expect me to cover all of this territory by myself do you?" he asked calmly. Silence. Well it was boring just sitting here, and I did miss my horse.. I thought about it for a moment. "Fine, but you will take me to my horse…I am most certainly not walking all the way down there." I motioned him over, standing up again. I heard a few out-raged gasps. My mouth twisted trying not to laugh at the realization of what it must have looked like I was doing.
He nodded respectfully and rode a bit closer. Gracefully I leapt and landed behind him on the saddle. I started to laugh at the strangled noise and scuffling sounds coming from behind the wagon canvas. "Hurry." I chuckled. "I'd rather not be staked in my sleep." He simply made a soft sound of acknowledgment. He was most likely used to this. Girls fawning over him. I noticed a few of the men watching with mild interest, confusion, and a bit of disdain. I bristled when I heard a certain comment. "Wonderful, the monsters have decided to try their hands in the breeding program." My eyes narrowed, I was unconsciously clenching onto the back of his cloak. I was about to make a move to leap off of the mount and saunter my way over there to add my two cents but he gave me a look over his shoulder. "Don't listen." he dead-panned. I knew they were just jealous, but it still bothered me.
Out of spite, I wrapped my arms about his torso and rested my head on the back of his shoulder. He turned his head slightly to frown at me out of his periferal vision. "Shhh." I shook my head dismissively. "Just play along. You don't even have to react." I added. He looked forward again wordlessly. I tried not to think about how comfortable I felt like that. Then again it was a bit awkward at the same time. How was that even possible? "Sorry." I apologized pulling back as we reached my horse. "That was a bit juvenile of me." I felt annoyed at myself. How stupid. I had been behaving like a child. I swung onto my horse's saddle, crooning gently to soothe him as I stroked his mane. He said nothing once again, which made me feel even more awkward. I followed after him on my horse anyway.
He turned slightly to me. " Go that way. If you see anything suspicious… fight. I will be there in due time." he informed in his even velvet voice. "How will you even know if there is any trouble?" I raised a brow. He merely looked at me for a moment. Then he rode off speedily in the other direction. "Well excuse me." I rolled my eyes. I clicked my tongue and rode off in the indicated direction. With any luck there would be no trouble and I could relax and if there was trouble D would be the first to have it.