"You must have an awful time as a lillit," the snatch continued to whisper as they walked. "You see, we've been dancing with people nonstop. There were a few humans that may have been lillits, but we decided not to go after them due to the event. Now, if it had been on the streets at night, we wouldn't have cared. Lillit or human, if you seem magical, we'll attempt to take it. Death is a fickle thing. But you, you have, by far, the worst lillit we had ever seen. Touch wouldn't be terrible if it hadn't made you so ill. We could tell you were a lillit almost instantly. Shame. Shame. Shame. And the Hallowed Council hired you. Shame. Shame. Shame. You must be the last choice for any team."
Relief overwhelmed the maiden as she spotted Jack's shadow melt into the silhouette of her own. Not only was she filled with gladness that a team member was literally at her tail, but she could also feel a burst of energy wash over her. Mercy took in a deep breath, sucking in all the oxygen that she could in order to realign her abilities and strength. She wanted to pour words of gratitude, but restrained for fear of the snatches noticing the lillit in her shadow.
The snatches followed the butler out of two, heavy doors and down a corridor decorated in portraits and items of gold. The butler did give the snatch an odd look as he whispered to Mercy, and his eyebrows only raised as he spotted the other two snatches following behind.
"They are with me. They help protect my fiancée and myself. They always keep close, but are sure to camouflage with the rest of the bodies nearby, else they'll be attacked before they come after us." The snatch gestured to the others that were its kind, they nodded and the butler put it to rest.
The four (well five) were guided to a luxurious room. It matched the hallway decor. Pristine yet gaudy. The mansion the team lived in was far more quaint. There was a bed and the butler let the snatch know that Mercy could rest there as needed. And then, the doors shut and the snatch finally let go of Mercy's hand.
There were two lillits in the room. They could defend themselves well enough until others arrived. If they arrived. If they didn't, then Burne could dismiss the entire group and gather a new team. Stalling. Mercy needed to stall. "Some way to treat a lady," she said and eyed her shadow. She extended her fingers with her palm down, as if to say, 'stay where you are'. "And here I thought I might have met my prince charming."
Relief overwhelmed the maiden as she spotted Jack's shadow melt into the silhouette of her own. Not only was she filled with gladness that a team member was literally at her tail, but she could also feel a burst of energy wash over her. Mercy took in a deep breath, sucking in all the oxygen that she could in order to realign her abilities and strength. She wanted to pour words of gratitude, but restrained for fear of the snatches noticing the lillit in her shadow.
The snatches followed the butler out of two, heavy doors and down a corridor decorated in portraits and items of gold. The butler did give the snatch an odd look as he whispered to Mercy, and his eyebrows only raised as he spotted the other two snatches following behind.
"They are with me. They help protect my fiancée and myself. They always keep close, but are sure to camouflage with the rest of the bodies nearby, else they'll be attacked before they come after us." The snatch gestured to the others that were its kind, they nodded and the butler put it to rest.
The four (well five) were guided to a luxurious room. It matched the hallway decor. Pristine yet gaudy. The mansion the team lived in was far more quaint. There was a bed and the butler let the snatch know that Mercy could rest there as needed. And then, the doors shut and the snatch finally let go of Mercy's hand.
There were two lillits in the room. They could defend themselves well enough until others arrived. If they arrived. If they didn't, then Burne could dismiss the entire group and gather a new team. Stalling. Mercy needed to stall. "Some way to treat a lady," she said and eyed her shadow. She extended her fingers with her palm down, as if to say, 'stay where you are'. "And here I thought I might have met my prince charming."
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