Alfred gasped and drew back, while Arthur studied the stranger's, Leska's, appearance. She looked like Alfred's fraternal twin, blonde hair, azure eyes, and almost the same height as himself, which was that awkward.
"I see you've brought a treat." Leska started to walk towards him, but was blocked by Alfred.
"He is not a treat, leave us be, now."
"That's a shame, here I thought he'd just love the attention."
Alfred and Leska were staring at each other with renewed vigor, their unwavering gazes telling each other to back off.
"Don't I get a say in this?" Arthur timidly spoke, still evaluating the situation.
Their, Alfie's and Leska's head turned towards him the moment he spoke and know both of their gazes were on him.
"Tsk. I thought I taught you that our prey should be quiet and reverend. Did I not?"
"You did, but that suggestion was so morally unethical, that I could barely stand the thought of it, Leskavafea."
Arthur slowly observed the conflict between them, their clashing personalities at war again. They were whispering at each other, so low that all Arthur could hear was,
"Stay away... Don't you know... My Arthur..."
The last comment pleased the Brit quite a lot even though he should be fearing for his life, not being pleased by Alfie's possessive comment.
When he glanced back at them Leska had a knife and Alfred had gun pointed at her. He gave her one last warning, saying that she should leave now before he does something that would kill her heart. She laughed at that, apparently amused, but then he whispered in her ear what that was. She took a step back, appalled, and quickly left.
"Mmm, love, what did you say to get her to leave?"
"Nothing that I'd ever do, unless for your life."
As quickly as that all happened, it was sooner over. Alfred hit the bed, like a rock, and fell fast asleep, which was weird because, wasn't he a vampire? Arthur got the chance to just admire his beauty, before, he too fell asleep, for the third time that day.
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Who didn't know that Alfred wasn't asleep?
Should I continue?