A/N: Sooo. I just went to write chapter seven and found out I already wrote it. *Shrugs* I didn't even know I did that. Well I kinda did but thought it was a dream. Anyway' now that I wrote it I guess I'm gonna stick with it.

IMPORTANT NOTICE: Uhhhh okay so the rating might go up but I'm really not sure how to put limits on things, I don't think my minds that graphic anyway. Thanks and as always enjoy.

Chapter 8: Awkward Dinners and Drunken Playboys

I kept my head down as I quietly picked at my dinner. Nobody was talking and the only sound in the room was the clicking of silver-wear on dishes. I guess the others, meaning the Northern King, Queen, and Alicia, Evy and my mother could sense the awkward tension in the air as my Dad and I avoided eye contact.

Fortunately, the bastard who fed me to the dogs didn't make an appearance or instead of awkward silence there would be- well that and angry glares. 'This was all his fault.' I thought bitterly, as I sipped the blood from my wine glass.

'Are you mad because of what happened or are you mad because you didn't get to finish what you started?' Scarlett asked.

'No, I'm mad because...' I visibly frowned. Was I mad? I couldn't fathom not hating him, but why was it that the only thing I felt was irritation? At the situation? I had to quit lying to myself. I wasn't mad at him, per-say, I was mad because I... Grrrr, I was mad because I didn't get to finish what I started!

'So, you finally found that big discover out, but now you need to find 'Mr. Tall, Dark, and Sexy' again so we can continue this new dark course your taking on.'

'I want nothing to do with that side again, and even if I wanted to continue I wouldn't look so desperate, as to seek him out. If he wants me that bad he can come find me.'

'Ohh, I like it! Make him work for it. Okay then.'

I just tuned Scarlett out after that and looked at my plate. There was nothing on it. I turned to see everyone else finished as well and spoke. "May I be excused now?" I asked as the servants removed the dishes from the table.

My Dads head snapped from staring at the far wall on his right to look at me. He paused and stared at my face for a long moment before replying. "No, I have an announcement to make." Dad stood up and cleared his throat than began speaking.

"As you all know the coronation was suppose to be tomorrow, but unfortunately we can not take the risk of an attack, so we will be postponing it another month. Sadly, we-"

"WHAT?" I shouted, before thinking. I stood up from my chair. All that work and we can't have the ceremony? That's bullshit.

"Excused you?" My father said as he stared at me in disbelief as did everyone else. Why was I acting so upset. "Why can't we just up security? Everyone will have their guards anyway like it matters." My fathers faced hardened.

"Allore, don't be so selfish! A true ruler doesn't put their personal wants before the safety of their people, but you should already know that. Maybe I am doing the right thing by making you wait. You still have a lot to learn before you can take my place." His face didn't reveal anything which only pissed me off more.

Not caring about the outcome, I summoned a shadow ball, a dark form of energy, and hurled it at him. He instantly dodged it, letting the wall behind him take the hit. A second later he was behind me, grabbing my wrists and twisting them behind my back. I tried to get out of his grip, only for him to tighten his hold and make me face him. I glared into to his bright red eyes and for the first time in my life I saw the real Lucifer. I saw the killer he really was and coldness in his heart, making me for a second wonder if he would really kill his own daughter.

I fought back still, twisting and turning trying to get out of his iron grip. He squeezed my wrists harder, pulling them higher up my back until I cried out.

"Lucifer!" My mother cried, but my father cut her off. "Silence!"

"You should just die! Then I will rule and you won't be in my way. Face it Father. You don't have power anymore so why don't you just let me end your suffering." It didn't even sound like me anymore. It wasn't even Scarlett talking.

I saw shock and horror in my fathers eyes, but his faced remained cold and emotionless. "Get out of my sight." He whispered, giving me a shove to the door, releasing me from his hold. It wasn't hard though, but it seemed like it took all his strength to do the small jester.

I didn't care though as I walked to the door. As I opened it, I turned to see my father sitting in his chair with his elbow on his right knee and his face in his hand.

"Your all dismissed." Was the last thing I heard from him as I closed the door behind me.

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I finally reached the confines of my room and as soon as I shut the door behind me I felt like a huge dark weight was released from my shoulders. I fell to my knees from the release and leaned against my bedroom door.

Hot tears fell down my face as loud sobs escaped my lips. 'Why did I do that? I never thought those things! I would die if Dad ever left me! Whats happening to me." Another sob passed my lips as I saw something move beside my bed.

I tensed and then remembered something from the fight. Dad had never taught me dark magic so how did I use it. That thought sobered me as I stood. "Who's there?" I said as I summoned my, now normal, purple energy orb.

It cast my room in a soft purple glow. I groaned when I saw the person who stepped into the light so I could see. Why was Lawrence in my room? I turned on my light so I could him and released my energy back into my body.

"Why are you in my room, an- OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU ONLY IN UNDERWEAR AND SOCKS?" I yelled as I covered my eyes. I felt him walk up beside me and uncover my eyes. I kept them closed though. "Allore." he said softly, as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

Giving in, I opened my eyes slowly before looking up into his face. His eyes held longing and lust as he stared at me. "I'm drunk." he said matter-of-factually. Well isn't that nice. We had a hot romance scene not two hours ago, now he's drunk and in my bedroom almost naked. At least he can admit to it.

"So Beautiful." He whispered before leaning closer to to my lips. I closed my eyes not even going to fight him, ready for him to kiss me, but right before our lips touched he pulled away. I groaned in irritation.

Lawrence started to rub small circles with his thumbs under my eyes before he began to speak. "You've been crying. Why?" 'No duh!' I thought, relaxing at the small jester. "Family problems. If you were at dinner tonight you would know." I whispered opening my eyes half-way before looking up at him.

"If I would have then I wouldn't be here now would I?" he said tilting my chin up. I didn't have time to respond as he pushed his lips against mine. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck in approval . He quickly picked me up bridle-style and carried me to my bed. He laid me down on the comforter before releasing my lips and going to my neck.

"You know, I never took you as a girl who liked blood red comforters and black satin sheets, but its a nice touch." Lawrence said before giving a soft bite to my neck and licking it. I whimpered. "There's a lot you don't know about me, and so much more." I said in a husky, lust filled voice before pressing my lips to his once more.

When we finally needed air, he pulled away and bite my lip softly while looking me in the eyes. His eyes quickly went wide though as he sat back from me. "Shit." he said before glaring at me. I felt a dagger suddenly pressed against my throat. "Lawrence! What is wrong with you?" I say, very confused and scared.

"Who the Hell are you?" He said pressing the dagger closer to my neck. "You stupid arrogant prick! If you don't move that damn dagger away from my neck, I'm going to beat your ass!" I yelled in his face.

He looked shocked before pulling the dagger away from me. "Allore, your eyes." he said looking at me like I was something else.

"What the hell are you-" Lawrence quickly cut me off by grabbing my arm and pulling me off the bed toward my dresser mirror. "Look!" he said thrusting me in front of it. "I don't see what-" I gasped as I looked at my once blue, now blood red eyes. My pupils looked like they were leaking black ink lines into the red and it was just barely seeping into the white part.

I grabbed Lawrences arm and held onto it for dear life. "Lawrence? Whats happening to me?"

A/N: Yayyy finished! It took me six hours to write this. xP I know the relationship between Lawrence and Allore is going kinda fast but I promise there is a reason for it and not just because I want them to kiss in every chapter. So yeah, and whats going on with Allore? Hmmm... Review guys. It makes me very happy when you do so don't be shy. Oh and if you have any ideas for extras in the story you can tell me that as well. I have no creativity tonight so if you can come up with a name for Allores orb/energy power that would be great. :D