Chapter two of 'What Lies Beneath The Surface'! Thank you all for being patient. I know my posts have been agonizingly slow, but I can assure you that I should be updating a lot sooner now. Which makes me really happy and I hope it makes all of you really happy!

Anyways, in this chapter I will introduce an OC. Now, before all of you OC haters start panicking and clicking the back button, I will inform you that this will be the ONLY OC that is not mentioned in the game. You'll have to read to find out who she is and what role she will be playing in the story! I hope you all like her and this chapter! ENJOY!

Chapter . 2 Birthday Surprise

She looked down at her dress, examining it for any flaws. Upon not finding a single crease or piece of lint she smiled and went to the mirror. There she stopped before it and raised her arms high above her head and twirled, her dress spinning out around her. Her dress seemed to become a swirl of fire as the rubies upon it seemed to catch all the light in room, becoming the greatest source of light in the room, her bloody red hair adding in the fiery display.

Slowly she came to a stop, her dress falling back to her sides, the light her dress had created fading away and seemingly leaving the world a little darker. Though as the display died, the woman's beautiful appearance became even more obvious.

The dress' owner had beautiful bloody red hair that fell to her shoulder blades, and her green eyes sparkled like pretty emeralds. She was slender and curvaceous without the help of a corset, and she seemed to glimmer with the light that only a precious jewel could generate.

Though if you looked closely enough it could be an insane light in that pretty soul.

She studied herself in the mirror, a soft hum escaping her as she meticulously went over the details in her outfit. She seemed to decide that she needed no rich ornament in her hair, make-up or pricey piece of jewelry, and she quietly stepped away from the mirror. She looked to the clock and grinned.

7 o'clock.

"The party has started by now..." She murmured in a silky voice, slipping her heels onto her stockinged feet and moving to the door. She grinned, resting her hand on the door knob and murmuring as she slipped out the door,

"I'm coming, my love."

The party for Count Arganan had indeed started. All of Lazulis's rich and powerful had come to celebrate their ruler's Birthday, even though he didn't appear to be all that happy. He was simply sitting up in his 'throne' in the ballroom, isolated from all the talking groups of people below him.

Calista was sitting at an table that been set up off to the side, next to one of the pillars. She had her elbows resting on the table, not caring about etiquette as she felt very bad. She was sick to her stomach, feeling close to throwing up and was clammy. She sat in the chair trembling as she watched more people file in.

"Calista..."

She lifted her head, meeting her fiancé's worried golden eyes gaze. He sat beside her, taking her hand gently. "Are you feeling okay, sweetheart? You really pale and you feel so clammy..."

Calista seemed to take a deep breath, shifting to look at him good. She gave a gentle, reassuring smile as she squeezed his hand. "Yes, just some butterflies, you know? I've never been a fan of crowds, or parties, or loud music..." Despite her smile and gentle, squeezing hand, Jirall wasn't convinced.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Sweetie, I don't believe that, I think something is wrong-"

"Jirall, your father is watching us, please stop worrying." She gently dipped her head in the direction Duke Rambaldt was. He stood with his head held high, watching them with cold gold eyes. He looked very much like his son, except his wavy hair was long and went to his shoulder blades with soft streaks of gray. He was quite handsome, once you look past his mean disposition.

Jirall smiled at this, faking it as he kissed Calista, murmuring quickly. "I'm going to go around and talk to try an act normal. Just relax, okay? Though please come get me if something seems wrong." He gave her another quick kiss before going off into a crowd of noblemen.

The rest of Calista's time seemed to go by in a blur, just a whole bunch of loud noises and chattering. Soon, even the people she had been watching began to all look the same, their faces all blurred together. Not even noticing a woman decorated in fiery colors entering...

Her abdomen began to hurt slightly.

Calista began to feel quite nervous, shifting about in her seat. She glanced about, making sure not a soul was watching as she stood... And something trickled down her leg. She paled, shakily shifting her dress aside to find that it was blood.

She let her dress shift back into normal position, a soft whimper escaping her as she fought off tears. She searched about for Jirall and spotted him near the knights. Calmly she began to walk to him, praying blood wouldn't drip on the floor. She gripped his arm, instantly giving h the tip something was wrong. He turned and pulled her close to him.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I'm bleeding."

"D...Down there?"

"Y-Yes, d-down there! We need to do something, o-our baby...!" She hissed, clutching onto him and trying not to sob. Jirall then frantically tried to find a quick way out, finding instead that all the exits were in Count Arganan's view... But...

"Sweetheart, try to see if Therius will escort you out. Tell him the entire situation, because I know you trust him."

Calista shakily nodded, kissing him quick and moving to Therius. The two of them had become brother and sister to each other. There to help and comfort. He was the only one to know how Jirall and Calista fell in love and that Calista was pregnant.

"Therius, I think I might be having a miscarriage, I need to get out of here!" She whispered frantically.

Therius's eyes widened, and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze, but then a sigh escaped him. "Calista, you've kept this hidden for long enough, your Uncle needs to know." "But Therius-" "No, you are going to tell him now, for he can get you the proper medical treatment!"

Calista went silent at that, before nodding shakily. Therius let out a soft breath, escorting her to her Uncle just before everyone was about to start dancing. Count Arganan lifted his head, watching them.

"Yes?"

"Uncle... I'm..."

CLIFFHANGER! XD Sorry, I had to rush and cut it short. It was going to be longer, but whatever. Maybe it'll get more reviews. XD I hope you liked it and PLEASE REVIEW! XD Thank you and until next time!