The death knight slept uneasily that night, tossing and turning rapidly. "Nenunial? Wake up," she awoke to the sound of a chiming voice, Arieanne. She heard a faint sigh of defeat and walked down the stairs, gripping the railing tightly. A demon was beside her, 'who is that?' the thoughts in her head searched for the answer, only to retreat by the searing pain that came intact in the back of her head.
Rubbing it gently, she sat up, dusting herself off. "Down-..stairs," Nenunial silently limped, holding onto the railing as well. She sat down beside Arieanne, her hair stubbornly in the girl's face. "Hmmm, look who is up," Arieanne whispered quietly to herself.
"Your highness, would you like something to drink?" The demon glanced at Nenunial, sending a death glare. "No thank you. Nenunial, this is Sebastian.. my butler," he bowed as the death knight got up.
"Where were you last night? You didn't come to bed until late," the draenei spoke once again, her brow furrowing. "I-I.." she tripped midsentence before Sebastian caught her, luckily. Rolling her eyes she looked at her arm, it had a deep gash in it. "Oh! Let me heal that for you," Arieanne headed towards her, the right hand glowing. Quickly getting out of Sebastian's arms, she hurried away from the faint light. "N-no! It's fine..." running off, she went upstairs to get bandages.
Arie tilted her head, questioning, "I wonder what's wrong with my healing," her face turned into a pout as the demon chuckled icily. "Ma'lady, do not trust her for the time being," she never heard her butler speak like that to her, why now of all times did he tell her not to trust this death knight? "May I ask why?" He frowned, shaking his head. "I am sorry, but I will politely refuse that offer,"
She crossed her arms, rolling her eye, mumbling a "fine" before walking upstairs to see if Nenunial needed any help. Sebastian sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Tsk Tsk, I forgot to make dinner,".
Rubbing it gently, she sat up, dusting herself off. "Down-..stairs," Nenunial silently limped, holding onto the railing as well. She sat down beside Arieanne, her hair stubbornly in the girl's face. "Hmmm, look who is up," Arieanne whispered quietly to herself.
"Your highness, would you like something to drink?" The demon glanced at Nenunial, sending a death glare. "No thank you. Nenunial, this is Sebastian.. my butler," he bowed as the death knight got up.
"Where were you last night? You didn't come to bed until late," the draenei spoke once again, her brow furrowing. "I-I.." she tripped midsentence before Sebastian caught her, luckily. Rolling her eyes she looked at her arm, it had a deep gash in it. "Oh! Let me heal that for you," Arieanne headed towards her, the right hand glowing. Quickly getting out of Sebastian's arms, she hurried away from the faint light. "N-no! It's fine..." running off, she went upstairs to get bandages.
Arie tilted her head, questioning, "I wonder what's wrong with my healing," her face turned into a pout as the demon chuckled icily. "Ma'lady, do not trust her for the time being," she never heard her butler speak like that to her, why now of all times did he tell her not to trust this death knight? "May I ask why?" He frowned, shaking his head. "I am sorry, but I will politely refuse that offer,"
She crossed her arms, rolling her eye, mumbling a "fine" before walking upstairs to see if Nenunial needed any help. Sebastian sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Tsk Tsk, I forgot to make dinner,".
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