On Miola's walk home she saw Hircine looking at her; he motioned for her to come.
"Miola who is this boy you were spending time with?" He harshly questioned.
"His name is Celann the vampire hunter." She answered bluntly. She felt Hircine's eyes narrow as he gave a stern look.
"I may not be fond of Molag Bal, but I know you would be in trouble with this boy. I suggest you stay away from him." He growled in jealousy.
"Hircine, I made this for you!" Miola spoke trying to lighten up the daedra by handing him a new crown. Hircine made a compelling face at the crown.
Celann awoke in the middle of night, he felt almost watched. He glanced around his room, he found nothing but he felt a cold breath go down his neck sending his body jolting.
"My dear Miola, Miola is my only love in this world you know?" The voice growled.
"I swear I would never hurt her!" Celann protested. He felt claws brush against his neck, frightened yet brave he let the nails dig in his neck.
"You speak lies!" The voice cried. He felt his vision become hazy before passing out.
When he awoke he noticed he wasn't in his bed, he lay upon satin covers in a castle rustic room. His eyes darted from one side of the room to the other, nothing but books and a few oddities, he found the door but he thought if it would be safe to leave. Miola was walking through her house on her would usual routine, she knew her mother would leave dolls or cool items on the bed of the empty rooms, she noticed a room door had claw marks on it so naturally she waltzed in it to find quite a surprise.
"Miola!?" Celann voice spiked as he saw the girl with vampires' eyes walked in.
"Celann are you okay?" She spoke with concern in her voice.
"How in oblivion did I end up here? Where am I?" He questioned with fear in his voice.
"You should be fine, and welcome to my house!" She tried reassuring him. He glanced at her and her beautiful gown flowing ever elegantly, her hair was braided in sections making it look like a crown. 'She's really gorgeous...' he thought before realizing. How could he have feeling for a girl who he just met?
"Well I need to go get things ready, Nicola is coming and I must look nice for him." She spoke hinting for him to get out of the bed.
"Miola don't you want to make flower crowns today?" He hoped she said yes. She looked at him completely tempted to ignore her responsibilities.
"Let's go then, I can deal with the other things later!" She smiled.