I attempted to shake off the feeling of unease that waited long after the whisper blurred absent. But it was no utilize. Elijah's voice appeared to resound in my intellect, frequenting me with its promises.
As I entered the royal residence, I was welcomed by the recognizable locate of marble floors and gem chandeliers. But this evening, everything appeared diverse. The shadows appeared to bend and squirm on the dividers, like living things.
I made my way to my room, my heart beating in my chest. I couldn't shake the feeling that Elijah was observing me, holding up for me.
As I entered my room, I was welcomed by the commonplace locate of my four-poster bed and the moonlit cultivate past the windows. But today, everything appeared distinctive. The room appeared to be covered in shadows, and I might have sworn I saw a figure hiding fair past the edge of the bed.
I spun around, but there was no one there.
"Who's there?" I requested, attempting to keep my voice steady.
There was no answer.
I took a profound breath and attempted to calm down. I was fair spooked, that's all. Elijah's whisper had terrified me, but I wasn't going to let him get to me.
I started to disrobe, my hands shaking somewhat as I attempted to unfasten my outfit. But as I come to for the zipper, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I spun around, my heart racing.
And that's when I saw him.
Elijah Morano, standing in my room, his eyes burning with an internal fire that appeared to expend me whole.
"What are you doing here?" I requested, attempting to keep my voice steady.
Elijah grinned, his eyes flickering with amusement.
"I'm here for you, Aurora," he said, his voice moo and husky.
And with that, he come to out and pulled me into his arms.