She had not appeared in many, many days. And this bothered Alec to no end, he knew she was well because every night Demetri would place a plate of food in front of her door, and within the next few hours the plate would be found empty.
Perhaps he would not have been so antsy at the thought of seeing her again, if he was keen on Aro's intentions. It was not very often that he brought a human into the castle, especially one that he himself had only taken interest in for five short seconds. But as he found himself outside her room, his body went tense as he caught her sent lingering on the door, still faint. It brushed against his face, as he inhaled deeply. She smelled of flowers and rain, something so foreign to him since he joined the Volturi, the smell connecting to broken memories from a very long time ago.
But another sent laced through it, one from his own kind.
As he knocked on the door, he found her beating heart tune in perfect rythem to his light taps. And once he stopped, he found her heart beating erratically, and heard the rasp of her nails pressing and then sliding against the delicate skin of her palm.
"Come in" She said, barely above a whisper. Her voice fragile and dejected. Suddenly he felt very nervous himself, unsure of why he had decided to come here in the first place. As he pressed the door open, the room was dark the window in the corner covered with thick drapes. The only source of lights were to reding lamps pressed against opposite sides of the room.
But it was the small girl, who sat neatly in small chair next to desk who caught his eye. Before her was a tall stack of books, each lingering with her scent more than the last as he concentrated downwards. Her hair no longer in the neat braid, but flowing freely and reaching her waist. Her legs and arms only covered midway by a loose pearly pink night gown. Her brown eyes lazily wandered up towards him, and shot open when she came to realize who it was.
"You're not who I was expecting" The words seemed to tumble out of her mouth quickly, as if she did not truly intend to say them at all. But Alec found them surprisingly sweet, and the most unusual emotion squeezed into his heart like a tumor. A giddy pressure that fluttered in his heart as he continued to take her image in.
"Aro thought you might want someone to talk too." It wasn't a complete lie, Aro had wanted someone to talk to her as she more or less resembled someone who was dead emotionally. But Alec was not once suggested or even mentioned throughout this entire discussion.
"There's nothing to talk about." She said swiftly, her eyes drooping back to the book, ignoring his presence entirely.
The first time she saw him, she was instantly reminded of a wolf in sheep's clothing, his skin as pale and smooth as the freshly fallen snow, his hair tussled and brown like the soft bark of a tree. His lips a dark pink, and rather thin. But it was his eyes, big and bright and...red. That revealed his true nature.
It had taken her a day to find out what they were, merely a day in the years it took some to even venture a guess. She supposed she had a higher initiative then they, the first way to develop an effective escape route would be to fully grasp what they were. On the second she found a lengthy journal filled with the history of the Volturi, she knew not wether someone had carelessly placed it there by pure luck, or wether they wanted her to know of their supreme powers over a mere mortal such as she.
Deep, calm breathes were what got her through the immense hatred she held for these strangers. Kidnappers, who had stolen her away from her newly turned bright future. She knew not why they kept her, as if what she believed were true then a meal would have been a better use than any.
Amd then there was the man, thin with dark hair, black as ebony. His pale skin with the fairest hint of olive, and big gold eyes. He was tall and loomed over her, at first the visits had been a roose for his true intentions. To provide Aro with information if she possessed any other gifts then her extreme intelligence. The longer he was allowed to stay, the further he cpuld concentrate and grasp her abilities.
Eleazer loathed the girl at first, causing him to tear away from important affairs within his own coven, and returning to a world he had barely escaped, only to return.
It took him a week to realize she was just as trapped as he, if not more. And another two to actually rouse a sort of conversation. In the beginning they were simple, books, poets, the harry potter series. But soon they delved into curious topics, such as how it felt to be a vampire, what it felt like to be thirsty, how their bodies functioned off of only blood. and he answered her questions with open arms, and asked her personal questions as well about family, friends, school, and flowers.
And so he found himself finding a very strange bond, with a very strange girl.
Alec quietly closed the door behind him, tonight was no different then any other night. He tried to stay away, but nothing could seem to push him far enough, not even his favorite would complete her first month in the palace, and still she spoke to no one.
No one except Eleazer, who would visit her just before she went to bed.
He had tried to sit at the window, and listen in on their conversation. If for nothing else then to hear her voice once again. The soft undertones, comparable to no other sound in the world. But he simple left feeling emotier then he did when he entered. It worried him, how curious he was of this human girl. Though mundane would never be the appropriate term, from what he heard, she had already planned a dozen escape plans in her mind, but simply found too many flaws in each to truly commit the act.
A frown creased his face, as he brushed a piece of hair away from her face. His cold hand lightly brushing across the warmth of her cheek. It was now a month, and still she seemed so unhappy. If he was in control of her fate, perhaps he would have even let her leave.
Just so he could see that smile appear on her face as it had in the streets that day.
But it was not, therefor all he could do was hope that Aro knew what he wanted from her and that she were able to offer it.