Everything shouldn’t have made sense, but it did. She couldn’t get over how connected she felt to Saytrix after their halves of the pictures were put together. How his eyes vividly reminded her of the ones of the woman in the picture.
It’d felt wrong and right at the same time. She couldn’t forget the shock on his face, or the ball of fire they’d created that nearly burnt the restaurant down. The fire was different. It burned a certain way, it was warmer. Unlike anything she’d ever seen before. When they touched, it created sparks. “I think he’s my brother.” Scarlett admitted.
He shook his head, “No.” Silas said sternly. “Messing with the possibility of you being Undetermined is beyond dangerous, Scarlett. You could get killed.” His voice went down an octave.
“But this is important to me.” She muttered to her best friend stubbornly. Her eyes were focused on his, and their faces were inches apart. She looked at his tattooed fingers, and played with the zipper of her leather jacket. “This is something that needs to be done.” She wanted him to know that she was serious, and that there was no backing out. She was finally close to figuring out who she really was.
Abruptly, the presence of a woman dressed in a dark blazer with light eyes had silenced the dining hall. Her hair was pinned up maturely, and she stood in the middle of the room with a high posture. She was the head of the conservatory board.
It was quite rare for her to appear unannounced, in the dining hall before students began their classes. Something must have been important.
The usual clamor of the dining hall had silenced to a halt. For a brief second, Scarlett peered over at her sister who was seated at a table with her lightswitch boyfriend, and the rest of her friends. She gazed at her in confusion, and mouthed “What’s going on?” She shook her head with a half shrug.
The Vampric woman grinned. “Pleasant greetings, students. As you all may know, here at the Shylack Conservatory, we value academics, the mastering of young, Vampric abilities, and becoming a better citizen of our country, Impala. Today is an important day. We have a special guest. Please welcome prince Lucian Arellenhallow. He is here on his father’s behalf to select a specific number of highly ranked Vampires and Vampresses to travel to Endlaysha, for special training at the palace. If you are not a part of our Vampric knight program, you may be dismissed. If you are, and have a percentage of eighty-five and over, you may remain in the dining hall. Consider this opportunity a necessity and an expectation, if you do wish to continue your career as a Vampric knight of the palace, in the near future. Good luck, to all.”
When the lady had finished her speech, almost on cue, a boy with pointed ears, straight posture and a smug grin entered through the doors of the room. He had been dressed in a red velvet royal cape that dragged behind himself, with two guards holding the fabric, not letting it touch the ground. Besides his light and heavily jeweled cape that draped slowly behind him, he was clothed in all black, with his head held high, as he examined the room.
He turned his attention to the Vampric woman who had just finished speaking. The color of hair was a rich, royal blue and styled elegantly back. The corners of his lips then quirked up, and he cracked a grin. “Very well. Thank you, Countess Katreena. It is a pleasure to be here on behalf of my beloved father. As future king, I shall be looking forward to this selection.” He explained, with a chuckle, and cracked his fingers. “Guards, escort me to the indoctrination room. Immediately, please.”
“Well, he definitely has character.” Silas muttered, as the prince left the room. The dining hall then escaped into clamoring chatter. Everyone was conversing about what had just happened. It was completely unordinary, unlike anything that has ever happened before. Scarlett wondered why they were recruiting nearly more than a dozen soldiers to train at the kingdom of Endilaysha, in the land of the Fey. Slowly, she formed a plan in her head. She was unaware of her smirk. Suddenly, the notification of Magicbook had gone off.
Saytrix.Arlenhallow: Us speaking must stop, it is dangerous.
ScarlettLenotine123: Are you serious? We have to meet again.
Saytrix.Arlenhallow: We shouldn’t.
ScarlettLenotine123: Fine, I’ll just come to you.
Saytrix.Arlenhallow: Don’t.
She rolled her eyes. Saytrix frustrated her. She was about to take another sip of her drink, when she realized it was all empty. Silas hesitated, and slurped his smoothie. The feeling of blood coursed through his veins and satisfied his hunger. He licked his fangs, “I don’t want to lose you, Scar.” His dark eyes were distant as the red of his hair fell like strings of wavy fire around his face. The closeness of his face to hers ignited emotions she wanted to be kept down. “That’s how I found you. Lost. But you’re so much better now. You shouldn’t get caught up again.” He said, with a serious expression. His gloves had been ruined with holes from the fire from the night before, and exposed other tattoos underneath them.
Scarlett half smiled.“Don’t talk like that.” She said, when she looked up from her oracle, and pushed her emotions down. “So Lucian’s an Arlenhallow. He has to be related to Saytrix. If I want to get to him I have to use Lucian.” He suddenly sounded annoyed.
Silas crossed his arms and gazed up at her.“You’re really going to befriend Mr. Cocky?”
She threw her head back slightly, and hid her smile. “Someone’s in a mood.”
Silas shook his head, and set his notebook down.“Just don’t die on me, okay?”
Chapter|Five
