The Demon’s Bride

Elise sat down near the terrace of the burned house. As she sat down she looked down on her feet that were cut but the branches earlier. Magic had lived with humans for longer than centuries, however, people who could use magic are rare and scarce. If one could use magic they became sorcerers. Unlike the dark sorcerer, they were completely different. When dark sorcerers use black magic they use normal magic with the help of the faeries, these faeries in particular were the Sulix.

She had heard how amazing sorcerers were but if one dared to differentiate them with Ian, they became nothing but a pebble stone at the side of the road. Yet healing magic also had their own weakness. They healed wound but they couldn't recover the blood that the victim lost and they couldn't also heal illness.

Pulling the hem of her dress that had become overly tattered, Elise moved her gaze to the forest, wondering whether Ian had come back. She was curious about what was buried by the dark sorcerers and hoped it to be a clue for their investigation.

"That was a deep wound." Elise heard a voice and turned her face to see that it was the vampire man, Edward Harland.

"It was not as deep as it is seen. Thank you for your worries, Sir." Elise spoke briefly, looking again to the forest to see whether Master Ian had come back from his searching.

"Am I perhaps a suspicious person, Ms. Scott?" Edward inquired again, a smile formed at his red lips which had the same color of his eyes.

"Of course not, you are a church member, sir. There is no way you are a suspicious person." Elise replied quickly. When it was true that she didn't see Edward as a suspicious person, she also didn't want to speak much with the man. Not that she find him as an uncomfortable person or se him as a bad person, she didn't want Ian to misunderstand again.

"Then, there isn't the need to avoid looking at my eyes, isn't there?" Edward returned again. Elise turned her eyes at him. Perhaps she was avoiding him blatantly? If she was, that would be too rude. "I apologize if I do that but I didn't do it on purpose." She said having him smiling at the words she returned.

"I didn't mean to reprimand you." Edward took off his white gloves that he used for investigation to swipe his black hair silkily to the back of his head with his bare hands. "I only want to be a friend with you." He smiled gently, showing no harm. "Would that be alright, miss Scott?"

Friend? Elise questioned in her mind and felt guilty for avoiding him all the time. "If that is alright with you." She returned with a friendly smile, not knowing the the man who had been staring at her bright red hair skipped a beat from the sight of her pure smile.

"Where do you came from, Miss Scott?" Edward weaved their conversation a little longer. Seeing no harm in replying, Elise returned. "I came from Runalia."

"Oh, Runalia. I thought you came from Warine." He replied back. "Runalia is a very beautiful land, isn't it? I remember my human friend told of the Main Church which reside in Afgard of how it was very beautiful, have you ever went there before?"

"Yes, it was a very beautiful place although it's quite old in age the building was unchangingly splendid." She said recalling the Church image on her mind.

Not far from the place, Ian raised his hand, brushing away the branch of a tree from covering his sight when he saw Elise still staying at the same spot from where he brought her to but almost instantly his brows began to furrow when he spotted the young vampire standing across her with a smile. Walking to the house, he raised his voice enough for the the one he want to hear. "Elise."

"Master Ian." She said, taking an unstable stand and was helped by Edward a little by lending his hand. "Thank you." She said for him to reply. "No problem, helping a lady is a gentleman's role." His smile was wide enough to show the sharp fangs of vampire.

"That wouldn't be needed." Ian took her hand gently, holding it for the warmth he had on his gloves to transfer over her palm. Elise looked down, her entire face grew red to the tips of her fingers and Ian didn't missed the change. His smile turn to his smirk.

"Pardon?" Edward was still smiling regardless of his eyes which had grew hostile.

"I'm saying it wouldn't be needed. You do not have to care for my Elise, Mr. Harland. She's a person of my mansion and I can take care of her myself." His words brew a comfortable tone.

"Is that so," Edward released his hand from her palm. Ian was about to turn his back with Elise when he saw the man had bent his head to kiss the back of her palm. "It was a pleasure to meet you Ms. Scott, I hope the sky would give us another opportunity to meet each other again." Edward straightened his poise to meet Ian's gaze and smiled heartily. He then bowed and took his leave.

Elise looked at the back of her hand in surprise. Was this how men of other being greeted each other? She was taken aback by the sudden kiss even though it was only on the back of her palm. In the town where she was, not only did a girl at her age was rare so does the boys. As she rarely came in contact with boys, she didn't know what it meant by favoring a lady and had grew oblivious to it. And although she felt the way of the greeting was perhaps done due to Edward favoring her, she also can't think of someone favoring a maid. Especially when Edward was a nobleman.

"Puppy, do you have the handkerchief I gave you?" Elise wondered why he called her again by her nickname and took the handkerchief he placed in her pocket toward him. Receiving the handkerchief, he muttered a spell and had a small pool of water on the handkerchief to wipe the back of her palm where the vampire had placed his lips on.

She had been holding her breath the entire time he had gotten close to her. Seeing that his face was only a few thread away, she feared he would hear her loud heartbeat and asked. "Master Ian, what is this for?"

"Wiping bacteria, puppy. Illness are transferred by physical contacts such as this. The next time any man tried to kiss you hand reject them I don't want to find you sick from a germ." He said with upmost concern. Folding the handkerchief again, he placed it toward her hand and spoke. "We should go home now." To the words, Elise broke into a smile and nodded.