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"His name is Fabian?" Tylia smiles thoughtfully, wincing again as a knot comes undone.

"I won't tell." She promises, smiling a bit. Glancing in the mirror at herself, she shrugs. "Sure. I've never had it styled, though..."

Tylia winces at the tightness, but nods.

"It's beautiful." She says honestly, smiling at Eliza, her cheeks tinged with pink.

((Yes please))


Tylia sits on her bed, reading her last book. When Fabian returned, she would have to ask for another trip to the library. Her hair was now in a bit of a mess, and her face was a bit fuller.

While she read, she hummed a bit, random notes.

While she read, she hummed a bit, random notes.

Tylia stands, nodding, and tucks her book under her arm. She makes her way down to the library, humming.

Tylia clears her throat softly. "Master?" She asks softly, stepping inside and setting the book down on a table.

Tylia nods and quietly walks towards him. Her neck is already bare, pulled up in the elaborate bun.

Tylia squeezes her eyes shut, tilting her head and sucking in a breath.

Tylia trembled slightly at the prospect of being bit again, despite being moderately used to it.

Tylia grips his arms without meaning to, wincing in pain as it shoots through her body.

Tylia breathed shakily, looking down, a few tears streaming down her face. It hurt, it hurt so much, the pain reaching everywhere. Her breaths were gasping, holding in sobs.

Tylia's breathing slowed to a normal rate, as she stared wondrously into Fabian's eyes. She soon became completely silent, except for the occasional breath that was louder than intended. She still trembled slightly, weak from the feeding, her bun now coming apart.

((Huzzah for no school tomorrow! I can stay up for until lateness.))


Tylia slowly ducks her head down to drink, confused by Fabian's actions. Why did he care about the pain she felt?

"Better..." She says weakly, then meets Fabian's eyes again, hers soft and kind. "Thank you, Master."

"Sit, please. I'm still... I still feel dizzy." Tylia reluctantly tugs herself away from Fabian and sits on the chaise, closing her eyes. She looks peaceful, her the bun now almost completely out, in curls down her neck, the ghost of a smile on her lips.

Tylia keeps her eyes closed, feeling like she is spinning when they are open. She reaches up to pull out the bun, her fingers accidentally brushing against Fabian's. "Oh!" She exclaims softly, her hand freezing against him.

((Hello?))

((Hello?))

((It's fine. I hope you feel better!))


Tylia tugs out the bun, letting the curls fall down across her back. Sne opens her eyes slowly.

Tylia looked around and nodded happily, smiling. "Thank y- Ah!" She jumps and cries out when she sees the wolf, the eyes startlingly familiar.

Tylia stumbled and fell back, crying out in surprise.

Tylia breathed shakily, a light blush spreading across her face. "I'm f-fine..." She mumbles, glancing down at the wolf with confused eyes

"It's not your fault..." Tylia says softly, sitting down on one of the chairs, shaken up.

"I... Er... Just water, please." Tylia answers softly, not used to being treated like this.

"Thank you, Master." She says softly, taking the glass. Tylia takes a small, delicate sip, thinking.

"I was only startled..." Tylia says, still in her soft voice. After another moment of silence she asks timidly: "Do you wish for me to sing?"

Tylia nods, smiling faintly. She closes her eyes and thinks for a moment, then starts singing. This song is haunting, and is actually about what Tylia had set out to do the night Fabian found her- jump off the cliffs into the cold ocean.

Tylia closes her eyes as she finishes, breathing shakily. She hadn't meant to sing about that night, it just happened.

She had thought about that song too many times to be safe, even times before she met Fabian.

Tylia is silent for a moment. When she speaks, her voice breaks. "I don't know. I know that if you hadn't found me... That night... I would be dead. But now... If I were at that cliff... I don't know. I don't know what I would do." She sighs softly.

Tylia blushes lightly, looking up at the moon. She responds softly, in such a quiet voice that Fabian is only able to hear because of his enhanced senses. "I am glad, too."

Tylia closes her eyes after speaking so softly, sighing.

Tylia sucks in a startled breath when she feels his hands on her shoulders, a light blush spreading across her face. She had started to enjoy Fabian's presence, and felt safe with him. "Thank you, Master." She says honestly, smiling happily.

"Haven't I already been willing?" She responds softly, a hint of teasing in her voice. Tylia hated being fed from, because of the shooting pain that reached everywhere, but she never tried to stop Fabian. She understood he needed her blood to live, and although it may not have been quite obvious, Tylia had become a willing blood donor the third time he had fed on her.

Tylia smiles gently, a small and timid smile. "Master, I..." She exhales a nervous laugh. "I forgave you long ago." She finishes looking down, a light blush on her cheeks.

Nervous that her words might upset Fabian, she chews on her bottom lip.

((Hello?))

((Yay!! This is my favorite roleplay right now.))


Tylia's blush glows and she whispers softly, timidly: "I forgive you."

Tylia smiles kindly at Fabian, looking up into his eyes with her emerald green ones.

Tylia sucks in a breath, frozen in place, her blushing changing to a dark rosy color. Her whole body tensed when their lips met, startled by Fabian's actions. Slowly, she began to relax, leaning forward into the kiss.


((I just realized Eliza is still there))

((Hello?))

Tylia bites her bottom lip nervously, her eyes filled with nervousness, a bit of fear, and a flicker of hope. She lets out a shaky breath, and glances down, embarrassed.

Tylia still nervously sat down, the ghost of his fingertips sending a shiver down her body. "What is it, Master?" She asks softly, her eyes searching Fabian's face.

She seems to be holding her breath. Despite his reassurances, she was still nervous.

Tylia closes her eyes and listens to him play, her face soft with wonder. The music made her feel like she was lifted off the ground.

Having stayed awake late last night, and it being late currently, Tylia started to drift off to sleep. She relaxed back into the chaise, the music pulling her along to a delightful sleep.

Tylia relaxes in his arms, feeling safe in Fabian's arms. Her face was a peaceful mask, and a ghost of a smile rested upon her lips. For once, her dreams were pleasant, of her back at her mother's manor, in the ballroom for one of the few balls she had attended- but Fabain was there.