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Caius could honestly say that if he never met another teenager again, it would be too soon for his liking. The little girl that had always been the darling of the three kings eyes had, quite frankly, turned into a hormonal nightmare. It was almost as if the sweet, giggling child had been eaten whole and replaced with a moody, argumentative demon. It was a challenge just too separate her from her bed in the mornings, a task that often fell on Aro's shoulders as he had decided that she was now old enough too begin learning about the running of the coven under his supervision.

If not in the classroom with the raven haired ancient, then she could be found either in her room listening too, what was supposed to be, music or lurking around the castle with a hood pulled firmly over her head and hands wedged deep in the pockets of her baggy jeans. And that was something that the brothers did not like, her choice of clothing. As she matured, her features became more pronounced. Her hips had begun too fill out, becoming perfectly curved, a generous bosom, even for her age, adorned her chest and a slender waistline made for an hour glass figure many could only dream of. Her facial features were enchanting too the three kings. Full, plump, rosy lips sat beneath a delicate button nose, the dark shade of her beautiful blue eyes intense against her flawless pale skin that seemed incapable of tanning in the heat of the Italian sun. And yet she chose too hide beneath band shirts and hooded jumpers that were twice the size of her figure.

However, it was the random outbursts of hormone influenced temper tantrums that had the three kings pinching the bridge of their nose in irritation. Her mood swings could give even Caius a run for his money in how sporadic they were. She could be having a perfectly normal conversation until something was said and she would storm off or yell. The main recipients of this were more often than not Aro and Caius. Both brothers often felt envious of Marcus as he seemed exempt from the onslaught of her temper. A calming effect seemed too wash over Felicity when ever she was in his company and she would simply choose too sit with them, occasionally par-taking in conversation, giving a glimpse of the intelligent mind that lay within her hormone possessed brain. Sadly, today was not in their favour, Marcus was tending too business in his study and Felicity was throwing the mother of all rages. Her target of choice being Aro.

"Why can't I leave the castle! I'm sixteen, Aro!"

Her eyes were blazing with fury at his rejection of her simple request. All she wanted to do was enjoy the St. Marcus day festival and see what it was like without a pane of glass between herself and the outside world. But Aro was having none of it as he stood infront of his throne, sending his most disapproving look at the teen. She was no longer the little girl that sat on his lap and drew pictures in her little book, she was becoming a young woman. And that was where the problem lay. As she matured, so did the bond that the brothers felt towards her, becoming something more.

"I have given my answer, Felicity! you shall remain in the castle where it is safe!"

Aro was not a man who enjoyed raising his voice, preffering too speak gently and lull people into a false sense of security. But her request had rattled him, and he could see that it had set Caius on edge also as the blonde vampire clenched his fists and tightened his jaw. It was not safe for her in the outside world, she could get lost or she could be injured and they would be none the wiser until it was too late. They would not take that risk with her. But, alas, she could not see the reasoning behind his refusal.

"you mean where I can be kept a prisoner! I haven't left this castle in twelve years!"

Caius watched from his throne as his brother stormed closer too the girl, vaguely amused by the clear height difference between the two. She barely reached his shoulders as she squared up too the seething vampire. But he could understand his brothers over-protective urges towards her, he was barely able too contain his own need to join the argument. Why could she not just accept that they wanted too keep her safe from harm?

"if you see yourself as a prisoner, then perhaps I should lock you in your room!"

Caius did not miss the genuine threat that lay beneath Aro's snarled words, and neither did Felicity it seemed as she took a slight step back. But if Caius had learned one thing about the teenage brain, it was that it did not seem too function like it should have in situations such as this.

"fuck off!"

The three seemed too freeze. She had never sworn, or not that they knew of. Felicity looked horrified at her slip of the tongue, clamping a hand firmly over her mouth as she looked wide eyed at Aro. His expression darkened as he gripped her wrist in his hand, squeezing tighter than intended as Caius prepared too intervene if needed.

"you will not speak to me in such a manner, I can promise that you will not like the consequences"

her eyes were filling with tears as she tried too pull away from him. He was crushing her dainty wrist in his iron-clad grip, her eyes looking into his pleadingly

"Aro, you're hurting me! let go!"

He dropped her limb like it had caught fire, eyes intent on her as she held it close too her chest. Caius moved forward quickly, inspecting for any sign of broken bones or fractures, relieved too find none and that it would only bruise. Aro felt the grief as he took a step forward, wanting too check the injury himself, only to have her take a step back before running for the door.

"I hate you!"

She didn't even stop too look at Marcus as she ran past the man, eyes clouded with concern as he stood in the doorway. He'd heard it all, vampire hearing could be both a blessing and a curse. Aro was staring in shock at her words, the pain evident in his eyes as he staggered back too his throne and slumped down, head in his hands. It felt like a knife was being twisted in his gut.

"She hates me... our dear one hates me"

Marcus had to shake his head at his brother. Of course she would say such a thing, Aro had preached that he wanted too keep her safe and away from harm but had then been the one too hurt her. Even if it were an accident, It did not change the fact that it had happened. But he knew that the situation was still able to be saved, if handled correctly.

"I shall speak with her, Aro. I am sure that she only said such harsh words in her anger"

"thank you, brother"

"but you must learn too give her some freedom. She must gain life experience as she grows. If you insist on closeting her away then eventually she will begin too truly resent you and that will then manifest onto myself and Caius. None of us here would ever wish for such a thing. Not knowing what we do"

When Marcus entered her bedroom, a soft sigh passed his lips at the sight of Felicity sat cross legged on her bed, glaring furiously at the vase on the dressing table. He knew it was only a brief phase, but he could not wait for her teenage years too be finished. He was tired of playing mediator for the fights she had with his brothers.

She hadn't seemed too notice his arrival, her back facing the door. A brief smile played on his lips at the way she jumped as he cleared his throat too catch her attention, his eyes widening in surprise as the vase she had been staring at went flying across the room as she spun too face him, a guilty look on her face at what had happened.

"dear one... did you do that?"

She bit her lip, pulling her knees up too her chest as she nodded in confirmation. It had been happening more and more often, usually whilst she was angry at something. She'd managed too hide it well so far, but this was not the most concerning thing in her opinion. She had begun seeing things. When offered a clear scenario she could occasionally zone in on the outcome, but the visions were sporadic and not always accurate, changing with the decisions of those around her.

"Marcus. Am I going mad?"

He listened as she told him what had been going on, confused as a soft smile came too his lips. why was he taking this so easily? did her mental state mean so little too him?

"you are not going mad, Felicity. You should have mentioned this sooner, we could have helped you too control this and understand it. But such matters can wait for now. I am here too speak about what happened between yourself and Aro"

She hugged her legs closer too herself at the mention of the raven haired vampire. Her wrist was hurting but that didn't matter compared to the guilt she felt. Marcus sat beside her on the bed, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder and ignoring the fluttering he felt in his chest as she turned her face towards him. She grew lovelier by the day in the opinion of the three kings, fair in appearance and petite in stature. It was clear too their minds that she would be a beautiful woman.

"I am aware that you desire independence, it is only natural for you too do so. But you must understand that Aro only fears for your safety, as do myself and Caius. He may go about it in the wrong fashion, but he is only trying too keep your best interests in mind. Your words have hurt him greatly, Felicity"

His words made the guilt feel even stronger.

"I didn't mean it, Marcus. I was just so angry that I spoke without thinking... I could never hate Aro"

"then perhaps you should tell him that and apologise"

She nodded sadly as he stood from the bed, offering his hand too help her up.

Aro was still slumped in his chair with his head in his hands, Caius frowning at his despairing brother, when the two returned too the throne room. Felicity couldn't help but will the earth too open up and swallow her as both men turned too look at her. The feel of Marcus' hand pressing gently against her lower back urged her forward and closer too Aro

"I believe that Felicity has something she would like too say"

She forced her gaze up to meet Aro's, the hurt in those ruby eyes making her lower lip tremble. She didn't like seeing him so upset, and it was made worse for knowing she had caused it.

"I'm sorry, Aro... I didn't mean too say what I did"

Her voice was weak as she fought against her own emotions. Aro stood slowly, coming too stand in-front of her and taking her delicate wrist into his hand, eyes scanning the dark bruise that was beginning too form against her pale skin. He felt ashamed that he had done this too her, a feeling that he was not accustomed too.

"I know you didn't, my dearest... I apologise for my own actions, I did not wish too hurt you"

He drew her into his chest, breathing in her intoxicating scent as she rested her head against him, hands clutching onto his jacket as he held her. Perhaps Marcus was right, they could not lock her away from the outside world forever and it would be in her best interest if she learned more about the world outside the castle walls. But there would be a condition.

"I will consider allowing you too leave the castle... but you must accept an escort"

Marcus smiled at the two as Caius swiped a hand over his face, relieved that the situation had been handled. Felicity pulled away slightly, a nervous gleam in her eyes as she offered her hand too Aro, silently requesting him too read her thoughts as she was not sure she could find the correct words too tell him what she had told Marcus. He took the limb gently, eyes glazing as he watched the memories replay before his eyes, an overjoyed smile beginning too form across his lips before letting go and looking at her with pride. He had coveted the seer ability, seeking too claim it for his own purpose. How glorious it seemed that it would be his dear one too give him such a gift, and it was only made better by the fact that she seemed too possess a second mental ability, Telekinesis.

"wonderful... simply wonderful"

His words were a blissful sigh as he pressed his lips gently too her forehead. She would need training too improve on her gifts, but he was certain that he and his brothers could handle the matter and guide her towards gaining control. And as he looked into her eyes, dancing with joy at his pride, he could not help but too think how exquisite she would become if they turned her.