Post by Elaine Anncroft on Aug 2, 2015 1:14:18 GMT
Elaine felt the couch sink where Keefe sat down beside her. "We need to find out exactly who Gray is. He's rich, maybe a noble, but I don't recall seeing him anywhere around the city." Elaine knew that she couldn't know everyone but honestly who doesn't know the name of every family in the nobility. She leaned into Keefe lightly finding whatever comfort she could in his presence. She turned to look at Zona who had found herself a job eavesdropping her parents. The girl pushed aside any thoughts about how rude that might have been, for her blue haired friend might find out something useful. Elaine just clasped her hands in her lap and looked down at them and the gloves covering them that she never took off.
In the other room stood Victoria over the kitchen sink bracing herself against it, her posture rigid in fear. Charles looked her over from the doorway. "Vic? What was that about?" He walked in slowly trying not to scare her with quick movement. At first she didn't respond, as if she didn't hear. Then she spoke, her voice sounded hoarse. "Do you remember what I told you back when Elaine was born?" She murmured staring out the window above the sink. Charles thought for a moment in silence. "I told you that I was afraid he would come back for me. You know, he is persistent that way. But after well over twenty odd years I expected he had forgotten. I'd never thought he'd come after her..." Elaine's mother trailed off. Charles took a deep breath and crossed what was left of the space between them to turn his wife to face him. "Victoria, I think you might be blowing this way out of proportion. The man said his name was Gray, so what? It could be anyone and not Rowan." Victoria flinched at the name. "But what if it is?" She asked desperately. Charles fixed her with a stern look. "And what if it's not? Honey, think about Elaine. She goes out of the house everyday into the streets of Lodan. Which may I remind you, are filled with people who mean nothing but harm. Is it honestly that odd that she's been attacked?" Victoria tried to push away from him with a look of utter disbelief at what he said. But he held onto her. "No, I feel the same way. I hate the person who did this to her and would kill him myself in a heartbeat. But we didn't raise a defenseless girl, Elaine handled herself well and she even had friends." The girls' mother sighed. Her daughter had gotten very lucky to have friends nearby when it happened. Her husband had suppressed the fearful prickling at her initial thought but something still remained, a sense that none of them were safe. Her feline eyes closed halfway, their green depths glowing lightly in the dim lighting. Charles held her close and put a protective arm around her with his hand on her dark hair. He kissed her forehead gently and looked out the window as she had thinking.
Back in the other room Elaine had been sitting quietly until it once again thundered rather loudly and she jumped. Then she grimaced and put a hand up to press against her shoulder. "Ouch.." She breathed growing very annoyed at her own jumpiness. After the stinging feeling dulled again she leaned her head onto Keefe's shoulder. The same person who attacked her in turn had attacked Z. Elaine was not about to forgive him for that. And now she was beginning to worry about Keefe. He didn't have any form of defense if he got attacked as far as she knew. Zona and herself were assassins, they could handle their own. She felt a little guilty about him being involved even thought it wasn't her fault he had been there. She just buried her head into his shoulder letting her hair shield her so he couldn't see her worried expression.
(So long I know!)