Tivona and Reed are © Tracy (tracylynn1983@yahoo.com)
Chapter 1:
The only thing that kept Tivona from joining Lord Reed in his constant posting was that she hoped Layla would not be stupid enough to neglect the meeting she had arranged with her lover. Her forest green orbs were following the frantic Lord back and forth and was sure it was enough to send any mortal to sleep. She made a note to mention that to Layla, smiling in amusement as she thought of her Sire suggesting finding some unwanted human servant to test her theory. That was the difference between Tivona and her sire. Unlike Layla the idea of power did not interest her, she was satisfied with remaining alive and safe. There had been rumours that some members of the Night World were not particularly happy with the knowledge of the new species. They were more powerful than the average witch or vampire and it was only the extinct dragons that seemed to be more powerful than the Tempests so far. But it was not surprising since the original tale of how the Originals became Tempests told how dragon blood mixed with the blood of Layla and her brother, forming a new species.
"Is there something amusing Lady Tivona?" a sharp voice rang out in the hall, interrupting her musing. Her eyes flickered to the Lord of the House, Reed Windsor. Hair as copper as Layla's, it was one of the many common factors that they shared. It was their eyes, the windows into their souls that were completely the opposite. Layla's were like oceans, sometimes the calmest of waters and at other times a vibrant aquamarine that echoed the troubled, dangerous side of any ocean. But Reed's were so different. A deep brown, his eyes reflected the fires of hell. Almost black they had deep flecks of red that caused his eyes to become like fire when angered. Tivona did her best not to flinch now under the weight of his gaze, for she had seen Reed angry and it was far from a pretty sight.
His long hair had been pulled up by a simple bow, brining attention to his chiselled face. His choice of clothes for this meeting with his lover was a deep green tunic complete with a trimming of black fur. His tights were the colour of coal and she wondered why he bothered to go armed with his sword on his belt. She knew that Layla could handle herself but it was unnerving that the Lord would go armed when out with the older Tempest. Of course it was well known that Layla could handle herself, but Tivona could not help but worry. Many were aware of how each species of the Nigh World could be hurt by a certain substance, but no one knew what could harm a Tempest. Perhaps they were as moral as a human was; perhaps the dragon blood mixed with the vampire blood had made them stronger. No one knew and of course Reed had no idea of their unique species.
"Well?" Reed inquired, his eyes becoming ever so slightly piercing. Tivona was all too…quiet for his liking. Whatever Layla saw in her was beyond him. But Layla. The girl was beautiful in her own right with an air of authority and power about her. That was what had attracted her to him in the first place, who wouldn't be attracted to it? Her power was immense and her power had been compared to his own before now. She was descended from Maya while she had made him; it was not difficult to see how a lamia could have strength so similar to his own. Yet even he could not say that it was only her power that had lead him to her. He could lie to others but not to himself, forever anyway. He had always considered lying to oneself weak, a weakness that no Lord needed. That was why he was admitting to himself know, even if it was only in his thoughts that Layla was different to any other female among the Night World. Most did not hold his attention for long, while very few were able to actually provide some refreshing entertainment now and again. But her… she was so different. Creative, intelligent and of course undeniably feminine.
"No My Lord," the woman replied, distracting Reed from musing about his lover, "I was just considering how much you long to be with her, it is quite pleasing to see that not all the men at court are avoiding time spent with Layla."
"Now, now Tivona, you should know that quite a few men would be quite happy to accompany me today," the voice was familiar and angered him in some way he would never know. As he turned to meet his lover he found the anger had dispersed as her turquoise eyes danced over his form, trouble brewing in her gaze. Her hand rested on the arm he offered her instinctively, her face turning to address her friend once more. Envy rose up within him, for although he was the only one who managed to keep her successfully in his bed for more than one night, she would remain a mystery to him. He would never be able to be as close to her as Tivona was nor share any understanding with her. It was the feeling that all men got when it became obvious just how big the gap between the sexes were. In the past he had also felt it but only Layla made it actually bother him.
"That is why my dear Lord must remain armed while with me…." Layla said, closing the small gap between their bodies, while her had slipped to touch the hilt of his sword, "unless he has something else in mine entirely." A wicked smile curled her lips and Reed drew a hand up to cup her chin. As he leant down to brush his lips with hers, a small polite cough sounded out from behind them.
Rolling his eyes he made himself listen under Layla's watchful gaze, she was protective of the other woman for a reason that would never be known to him. "I will let you two be now," Tivona informed them, but Reed was not interested in what she had to say; he just wanted her to leave them, "It is about time for me to check on the baby." His eyes followed the half witch- half vampire's form as she began to descend the stairs that lead to the main House.
"Where were we…?" Layla began, her body stretching out in order to meet his lips. But he evaded her lips, giving a small shake of his head. He half expected her to pout like the other ladies at court, but this was Layla. Pouting was too childish for her and instead he simply received an arched eyebrow. A question shone in her eyes and he knew she was waiting for him to explain. Did she know what she was asking? Reed had no reason to explain anything to anyone; not even Layla could tame his arrogance.
"Come," he told her, his soft tone keeping it from becoming an order. It was well known that the female vampire had a problem with orders; she chose to ignore them. It was one of her traits that attracted Reed and one that amused him, although even he chose to be wary around her. He moved away from her, his movements showing him for what he truly was, a predator. He paused in the doorway she had entered through not long before, his hand outstretched in a silent invitation. "You can repay me later – for being late." His tone was bitter but if Layla noticed she chose to ignore it, purposefully waiting a few moments before joining him. The rest of the afternoon promised to be far from dull.
Please leave any comments and suggestions. I know the general story line but there are just some parts that need filling in.
Chapter 1:
The only thing that kept Tivona from joining Lord Reed in his constant posting was that she hoped Layla would not be stupid enough to neglect the meeting she had arranged with her lover. Her forest green orbs were following the frantic Lord back and forth and was sure it was enough to send any mortal to sleep. She made a note to mention that to Layla, smiling in amusement as she thought of her Sire suggesting finding some unwanted human servant to test her theory. That was the difference between Tivona and her sire. Unlike Layla the idea of power did not interest her, she was satisfied with remaining alive and safe. There had been rumours that some members of the Night World were not particularly happy with the knowledge of the new species. They were more powerful than the average witch or vampire and it was only the extinct dragons that seemed to be more powerful than the Tempests so far. But it was not surprising since the original tale of how the Originals became Tempests told how dragon blood mixed with the blood of Layla and her brother, forming a new species.
"Is there something amusing Lady Tivona?" a sharp voice rang out in the hall, interrupting her musing. Her eyes flickered to the Lord of the House, Reed Windsor. Hair as copper as Layla's, it was one of the many common factors that they shared. It was their eyes, the windows into their souls that were completely the opposite. Layla's were like oceans, sometimes the calmest of waters and at other times a vibrant aquamarine that echoed the troubled, dangerous side of any ocean. But Reed's were so different. A deep brown, his eyes reflected the fires of hell. Almost black they had deep flecks of red that caused his eyes to become like fire when angered. Tivona did her best not to flinch now under the weight of his gaze, for she had seen Reed angry and it was far from a pretty sight.
His long hair had been pulled up by a simple bow, brining attention to his chiselled face. His choice of clothes for this meeting with his lover was a deep green tunic complete with a trimming of black fur. His tights were the colour of coal and she wondered why he bothered to go armed with his sword on his belt. She knew that Layla could handle herself but it was unnerving that the Lord would go armed when out with the older Tempest. Of course it was well known that Layla could handle herself, but Tivona could not help but worry. Many were aware of how each species of the Nigh World could be hurt by a certain substance, but no one knew what could harm a Tempest. Perhaps they were as moral as a human was; perhaps the dragon blood mixed with the vampire blood had made them stronger. No one knew and of course Reed had no idea of their unique species.
"Well?" Reed inquired, his eyes becoming ever so slightly piercing. Tivona was all too…quiet for his liking. Whatever Layla saw in her was beyond him. But Layla. The girl was beautiful in her own right with an air of authority and power about her. That was what had attracted her to him in the first place, who wouldn't be attracted to it? Her power was immense and her power had been compared to his own before now. She was descended from Maya while she had made him; it was not difficult to see how a lamia could have strength so similar to his own. Yet even he could not say that it was only her power that had lead him to her. He could lie to others but not to himself, forever anyway. He had always considered lying to oneself weak, a weakness that no Lord needed. That was why he was admitting to himself know, even if it was only in his thoughts that Layla was different to any other female among the Night World. Most did not hold his attention for long, while very few were able to actually provide some refreshing entertainment now and again. But her… she was so different. Creative, intelligent and of course undeniably feminine.
"No My Lord," the woman replied, distracting Reed from musing about his lover, "I was just considering how much you long to be with her, it is quite pleasing to see that not all the men at court are avoiding time spent with Layla."
"Now, now Tivona, you should know that quite a few men would be quite happy to accompany me today," the voice was familiar and angered him in some way he would never know. As he turned to meet his lover he found the anger had dispersed as her turquoise eyes danced over his form, trouble brewing in her gaze. Her hand rested on the arm he offered her instinctively, her face turning to address her friend once more. Envy rose up within him, for although he was the only one who managed to keep her successfully in his bed for more than one night, she would remain a mystery to him. He would never be able to be as close to her as Tivona was nor share any understanding with her. It was the feeling that all men got when it became obvious just how big the gap between the sexes were. In the past he had also felt it but only Layla made it actually bother him.
"That is why my dear Lord must remain armed while with me…." Layla said, closing the small gap between their bodies, while her had slipped to touch the hilt of his sword, "unless he has something else in mine entirely." A wicked smile curled her lips and Reed drew a hand up to cup her chin. As he leant down to brush his lips with hers, a small polite cough sounded out from behind them.
Rolling his eyes he made himself listen under Layla's watchful gaze, she was protective of the other woman for a reason that would never be known to him. "I will let you two be now," Tivona informed them, but Reed was not interested in what she had to say; he just wanted her to leave them, "It is about time for me to check on the baby." His eyes followed the half witch- half vampire's form as she began to descend the stairs that lead to the main House.
"Where were we…?" Layla began, her body stretching out in order to meet his lips. But he evaded her lips, giving a small shake of his head. He half expected her to pout like the other ladies at court, but this was Layla. Pouting was too childish for her and instead he simply received an arched eyebrow. A question shone in her eyes and he knew she was waiting for him to explain. Did she know what she was asking? Reed had no reason to explain anything to anyone; not even Layla could tame his arrogance.
"Come," he told her, his soft tone keeping it from becoming an order. It was well known that the female vampire had a problem with orders; she chose to ignore them. It was one of her traits that attracted Reed and one that amused him, although even he chose to be wary around her. He moved away from her, his movements showing him for what he truly was, a predator. He paused in the doorway she had entered through not long before, his hand outstretched in a silent invitation. "You can repay me later – for being late." His tone was bitter but if Layla noticed she chose to ignore it, purposefully waiting a few moments before joining him. The rest of the afternoon promised to be far from dull.
Please leave any comments and suggestions. I know the general story line but there are just some parts that need filling in.