"I honestly do not believe you both like the dame thing. Popcorn and The Underworld." Sara was popping the popcorn for us to take up.
"It is kind of weird. Do you think they can read minds or something and he just knew that's what I wanted and is trying to be nice or something?" I took a sip of my water and couldn't help but think that
"Ummm, no I'm sorry my sweet innocent best friend. They do not do that other wise Roland over here would have read all my creations from my head and dumped be in the dumpster or something already." She thumbed at her maker standing behind her trying to create something
"What is he doing anyway?" I asked trying to look around her and to see it myself
"He's infusing blood into the butter to make the Prince some popcorn that will not only be satisfying but fulling as well. I guess the Prince does eat a lot of popcorn because they have a ton of it in stock but Roland never thought to create a blood coated one till I came into his life." She had this look of pride or adoration or I don't even know.
"You are right my little chef. I did not think to try this before. The thought of it would have never occurred to me with how much he eats just regular popcorn and then the gallon of blood with it, but to combined them is perfecto!" he kissed his fingers just like all those chef's do in movies
I couldn't help but laugh at the two of them. Sara was in her element and with a maker that actually loved her ideas and listened to her and also tried to help her. Back home in the village her father and mother wouldn't allow her to do the cooking her way. It always had to be their way and nothing new ever came from their shop. They were the local bakery, restaurant, grocery, shoot they did anything that involved cooking or baking in our village. Every creative idea Sara has come up with was either done in my family kitchen, the schools or when her parents shut down for the night. Now watching her whirl around this kitchen I knew not only has her maker excepted her and allowed her to be her creative self, he is doing what Michael is doing with Tim. Sharing blood to give them their scent and enhance their natural abilities and speed.
I was so entranced at watching Sara flit around the kitchen and being in her element I didn't notice the person who walked up behind me till I felt her nails graze across my neck. It felt like it happened so slow, almost as if she moved them across then dug her nails in and then pulled them back to the other side. But I guess it happened a lot quicker then that by the way Roland and Sara were reacting it was only a few seconds.
"ADRIAN! MICHAEL! DO NOT LET HER OUT OF THIS KITCHEN!" Roland was barking orders and calling for Adrian and Michael while Sara was pressing a towel to my neck.
"No, no, no, no, you can not leave me. Please Autumn you are my best friend, my sister. Please stay with me." Sara was sobbing and chanting this over and over to me
"MOVE!" Sara was sent sliding across the floor and someone was sliding under my head. Adrian, he came to help me. He seemed furious. "Here Autumn drink, please. I can not loose you so soon. Drink deeply." he pressed his wrist to my mouth and I tasted something metallic and hot, yet sweet and spicy. As I drank from his writs I could feel my neck stitching closed
"Please, please, let her be okay. If she is not okay I will poison everything that touches your lips you b***h!" I could hear Sara saying this behind me and my sweet little friend never threaten anyone, well maybe Raven with the same threat when she nearly beat me to a pulp before I went to training. That thought made my chuckle a little
"Ow, please don't make me laugh or talk." I croaked out
"Shhhhh, don't speak. Your throat will need time to fully heal. My blood should help the process but it will still need some time." Adrian was stroking my hair and griping me tightly
"Can't breath. To Tight." He released a little but still wouldn't let me go.
"What is going on in here?" The Queen came in with the King right beside her
"Celeste attacked Autumn with no reason or provocation. She walked up behind her and clawed her throat." Roland spoke to them, telling them what had happened
"Three days in the dungeons with no nutrients." She flicked her wrists and two guards that were with Michael took her away.
"Is that all she gets mother? Three days and then she is allowed to walk free again. She attacked what is mine and nearly killed her. If I hadn't been on my way to the kitchen and gotten to her when I did she wouldn't be breathing right now, I'd be burying her. So tell me why she only gets three days." Adrian was furious
The Queen was about to say something, but I cut her off. Not on purpose or anything. I reached up one of my hands and touched his cheek making him look at me. "You were close and you did save me. Three days, three months, three years. It does not matter her sentence, you saved me and I should have not been in my head and heard her coming." I paused taking a deep breath "You saved me and that's all that matters, thank you"