Lucian climbed the stairs to the top tower. He was surprised to find that she lived in the top tower where the sun was the worst. The sun was down behind the fields now, leaving a faint glowing that was unseen in the passageway that led to Sonja's room. Many of the windows were boarded, but a few were left bare so he could watch the magnificence of it all.
He stood before the door and thought for a moment before knocking.
"Come in," came Sonja's soft voice from the other side.
Opening the door, Lucian could smell faintly, the smell of roses. The smell greeted him and seemed to invite him further into the room. He looked around and noticed it was dark except for the small fire burning in the corner of the room. The windows in this room were boarded as well. A bed laid in the middle of the room, the sheets were crimson red, the pillow cases and comforter, black.
"Hello, Lucian," She sat in the corner on a black cushioned chair opposite the fire, her nose in a book. She looked up at him and smiled. Sonja laid her book down and stood. "Shall, I show you to your room?"
Lucian couldn't do much but nod, for when she stood up he caught a full glimpse at the revealing gown she was wearing. It was black lace all the way through. A small tight slip was underneath it all. It was the only thing that left her unexposed to him and even that wasn't much. It barely covered her breasts and made its way to just below her butt.
She moved slowly to a door across from her bed and opened it. "I had the boards taken off the window," she motioned back to her room which Lucian noticed had boarded windows. "I thought you'd enjoy that."
The fire in this room was lit as well. It revealed a room almost half the size of Sonja's own. It has a small bed with white blankets under a window, a small table sat in the middle of the room with two chairs at it. Beside the door they had come in, there were two others.
"That door," she pointed to the one by the fireplace, "is the closet. That one," she pointed at one that stood halfway open. "is to the hallway so you don't have to go through my room."
"Thank you," Lucian said gently.
She nodded at him. "I just wanted to let you know I don't support this servant thing, especially with you. You just seem so different then all of them. I will not work you hard" She paused and thought, "You may bring your stuff whenever you'd like." Sonja gave him a smile as he left the doorway and entered the room. She backed into her own room. "I will leave you to your rest."
"Thank you, Sonja. Goodnight."
"Goodnight,"
The door was closed and she was gone. It was only a matter off moments before he heard someone knocking at her door.
"Come in," her voice was muffled by the wall. "Father?"
"Craven and I would both appreciate an answer soon, my daughter," It was the voice of Lord Viktor a vampire elder and Sonja's father.
"What a way to greet a person," Sonja's voice was heavy with sarcasm.
"I just don't understand. He is certainly good enough for our family."
"I have told you I don't want who I end up with to be picked for me. I want to fall in love, father."
"You will fall in love with Craven, I'm sure. You just need time,"
"Please, leave me be. I will consider it, but in my own time," she sounded tired and upset with what her father was asking.
"I would like for it to happen for the new year when I have the reunion. What a surprise that would be. You would be sending me to slumber with such great thoughts. Thoughts of your happiness and well being. It is all I want from you and for you."
"Thank you for your concern. I will be fine. Now please, I need to think."
Lucian heard the door close. Sonja's father was already planning her marriage. Even though he had no chance, Lucian had hoped he would be that guy. That would never happen, especially not if Sonja's father was an elder and that didn't seem to be changing.
He stood before the door and thought for a moment before knocking.
"Come in," came Sonja's soft voice from the other side.
Opening the door, Lucian could smell faintly, the smell of roses. The smell greeted him and seemed to invite him further into the room. He looked around and noticed it was dark except for the small fire burning in the corner of the room. The windows in this room were boarded as well. A bed laid in the middle of the room, the sheets were crimson red, the pillow cases and comforter, black.
"Hello, Lucian," She sat in the corner on a black cushioned chair opposite the fire, her nose in a book. She looked up at him and smiled. Sonja laid her book down and stood. "Shall, I show you to your room?"
Lucian couldn't do much but nod, for when she stood up he caught a full glimpse at the revealing gown she was wearing. It was black lace all the way through. A small tight slip was underneath it all. It was the only thing that left her unexposed to him and even that wasn't much. It barely covered her breasts and made its way to just below her butt.
She moved slowly to a door across from her bed and opened it. "I had the boards taken off the window," she motioned back to her room which Lucian noticed had boarded windows. "I thought you'd enjoy that."
The fire in this room was lit as well. It revealed a room almost half the size of Sonja's own. It has a small bed with white blankets under a window, a small table sat in the middle of the room with two chairs at it. Beside the door they had come in, there were two others.
"That door," she pointed to the one by the fireplace, "is the closet. That one," she pointed at one that stood halfway open. "is to the hallway so you don't have to go through my room."
"Thank you," Lucian said gently.
She nodded at him. "I just wanted to let you know I don't support this servant thing, especially with you. You just seem so different then all of them. I will not work you hard" She paused and thought, "You may bring your stuff whenever you'd like." Sonja gave him a smile as he left the doorway and entered the room. She backed into her own room. "I will leave you to your rest."
"Thank you, Sonja. Goodnight."
"Goodnight,"
The door was closed and she was gone. It was only a matter off moments before he heard someone knocking at her door.
"Come in," her voice was muffled by the wall. "Father?"
"Craven and I would both appreciate an answer soon, my daughter," It was the voice of Lord Viktor a vampire elder and Sonja's father.
"What a way to greet a person," Sonja's voice was heavy with sarcasm.
"I just don't understand. He is certainly good enough for our family."
"I have told you I don't want who I end up with to be picked for me. I want to fall in love, father."
"You will fall in love with Craven, I'm sure. You just need time,"
"Please, leave me be. I will consider it, but in my own time," she sounded tired and upset with what her father was asking.
"I would like for it to happen for the new year when I have the reunion. What a surprise that would be. You would be sending me to slumber with such great thoughts. Thoughts of your happiness and well being. It is all I want from you and for you."
"Thank you for your concern. I will be fine. Now please, I need to think."
Lucian heard the door close. Sonja's father was already planning her marriage. Even though he had no chance, Lucian had hoped he would be that guy. That would never happen, especially not if Sonja's father was an elder and that didn't seem to be changing.