Elena
"Oh wow! This place is huge!"
Alice was so happy that I let her stay with me, she hasn't stopped gushing about it since we had arrived.
"This is just sooooo amazing, I can't thank you enough for letting me stay."
I smiled at her. "It's no problem at all. And after the renovation there are more functional rooms...shall I show you to yours?"
She grinned back at me. "Sure!"
She seemed a little more happy to be here than most others would have been. It was sweet but strange over-all. I gestured her to follow me and I showed her the bedroom she would be staying in.
"Oh..." She breathed, walking in slowly. "I've never had my own bed before!" She flung herself upon it, curling up in the blankets.
A twinge of pity shot through my body when she said that, but I tried not to show it. Knowing how Cole was...and how similar these two seemed, she probably wasn't the type to accept pity lightly.
"I'm glad you like it." I told her. "That door over there leads to the bathroom and if you need anything just ask."
For a moment she said nothing.
"Um...this place...what was it before it was a house?"
I shrugged. "Truthfully, I don't know...but I've been told by many it used to be a dance studio..."
Her smile grew only wider. "Really? Does that means it has built in speakers?"
I thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yes. Actually...I believe it does."
"Yayyyyyyy! Oh my gosh I have got to try those once!" Her excitement toned down just a little. "That is if it's okay."
I shrugged. "Why not? It'd be good for parties."
She threw up her hands in triumph. "You are the freaking best! If we ever have a party, we have got to invite the Royal Blacksmiths! They would be soooooo jealous of my moves..."
She started to do a little jig to music only she could hear.
"Cole is the son of a Royal Blacksmith..." I stated, not really meaning to say it out loud.
She stopped dancing, narrowing her eyes at me. "You're kidding...the black ninja?"
"No I'm not kidding..." I told her. "He lives just across the street. I have a feeling you two will get along swimmingly."
"Is he as good a singer and dancer as his dad was?"
I hummed. "I...don't know...in all honesty...I've only ever seen him dance drunk..."
She grinned evilly. "I sense a challenge on my hands..."