When Mary opened the door to my room I spied a large box upon the bed and immediately ran over and opened it.
I picked up the long black dress and studied it, "Oh how-" I was about to say lovely until I noticed how low the neckline was. "Revealing…" I added irritably.
"Yes well, just shimmy into that dress and then go out into the garden. They'll be there in about ten minutes." Mary began to walk out the door. "Oh, one more thing, there's a selection of makeup for you upon the dressing table." she continued with a smile before leaving the room.
I was beginning to like Blood now that he had showered me with gifts. Although I supposed they were more gifts for him rather than me. I put on the dress and looked into the large mirror. Blood hadn't put into consideration how plump I was, my breasts were almost falling out of the dress and it was very tight around the waist. I spied another box beside the lounge inside was a beautiful pair of black shoes. I grinned happily; Blood really had me figured out. As I began applying the darkest shade of lipstick I could find, the door to my room opened. Elliot strode in.
"Hey Bellatrix you ready to go?" He questioned.
"Not really, this dress is awful! It's far too tight…" I complained. "Although, I'm still thankful that he thought of me."
"Well you look lovely." He said as his eyes drifted to my bust.
"Elliot…" I growled.
"Oh sorry." He said looking away quickly.
"Do you think Blood did this intentionally?" I asked tugging up the top of my dress.
"Probably." Elliot smirked. He was very dashing in his lovely suit and purple tie. I looked in the mirror and took my long black hair out of the two plates and shook it loose.
"Okay I'm ready." I said. With that we left the large room and walked towards the garden.
When we arrived I was disappointed to see the two young boys sitting happily at a table in the middle of the beautiful garden.
"Aw nooooo! It's the witch! She's the guest the maid said would be coming!" The boy in the blue uniform complained.
"Stupid chicken rabbit! Don't you know if you hang out with her she's going to curse you?" His brother taunted.
"Honestly, I'm not a witch." I sighed.
"You do look like one." Elliot observed sitting down at the table, "Especially in that long black dress."
"Don't encourage them." I said as I sat beside him. It was the most elegant setting for dinner imaginable… with the notable exception of the two irritating twins.
"So I see you've decided to join us." Blood said smoothly as he approached the table with a butler and a maid by his side.
"Of course I came. Why wouldn't of I attend?" I questioned politely.
"Oh, I just thought you would have been too busy with other men." Blood said coldly as he sat at the head of the table. The butler began pouring wine in each of our glasses; I was shocked that even the twins were given some.
"I was actually." I said bluntly. "Your two gatekeepers poisoned me and I collapsed outside The Clock Tower. Julius was looking after me."
"You did what!?" Elliot roared at the two children, they giggled to each other in response.
"Oooh, he's getting mad." Dee mocked.
"The frigid clock maker hmm?" Blood said swirling his wine. "Very interesting. I wonder if someone as alluring as you could get his blood warm." After a few minutes of idle chatter our meals were served. There was a range of dainty entrées followed by a delicious meal unlike any other I have had before. It was exquisite and tasted ever so slightly of roses. For dessert I was given a delicious slice of cake which was beautifully decorated with sugar roses. I had quickly drained my wine as it was divinely rich with flavour. Elliot was continuously asking for top ups and becoming more and more excitable with each glass.
"Ah man I could really go for a spa right now." Elliot said with a sigh reclining in his seat, his hands behind his head. "Want to come Bellatrix? No swim suit required." He said with a wink.
"In your dreams." I smirked, tugging at his fuzzy ear.
"This is becoming tiresome. I shall retire to my room." Blood said hotly. One he had left the rest of followed his example. Elliot walked me to my room and we bid each other goodnight. I had a shower, brushed my teeth and then searched about for pyjamas. I hoped that my they would have been picked by someone who didn't have such a… revealing taste in fashion. I was bitterly disappointed. Waiting for me in a large cupboard was a silky red nightgown.
"Typical!" I exclaimed angrily. I came to the conclusion that I would find Elliot and ask to borrow a pair of his pyjamas. I slipped on the nightgown and left my room.