Small and Soft

The next morning, Melanie woke up to find the space beside her empty. The light in her eyes dimmed a little and she covered her face with her palms.

"What are you doing?"

Melanie raised her head and was surprised to see Darrick sitting on the couch opposite her bed. The thought that he saw what she did made her blush in embarrassment.

"What are you still doing here. I thought you've left," Melanie said and climb down the bed before packing her hair into a loose bun.

Darrick smirk, she was the one who said he shouldn't go last night.

"You said I shouldn't leave. Do you think I'd be here if not because of that?" Darrick said and stood before dropping the ribbon he was playing with on the table.

" Now I'm awake, you should go, " Melanie didn't want to delay this gentle Lord.

" You shouldn't come to the palace. Have today off and I'll teach Fergus myself, " Darrick said and walk towards the door.

Melanie was surprised " Really? I hope you'll not punish him, "she felt pity for the young prince.

Darrick halt in his steps and look at the girl." You just reminded me of his undone punishment the day I threw you out of the window," he then step out of the room.

Melanie rush out of the room to meet him, " you wouldn't do that again right?" She wondered if he meant his words.

" Why won't I? How silly of me to forget about it," he said and walked to stand at her front.

" Last night...," Darrick paused and grinned. I guess I should keep my lips shut," Darrick said and was about to step back when Melanie caught his jacket.

" What happened last night?" Melanie was now nervous.

Darrick tilt his head with a smirk on his lips. " Do you want to know what happened last night?" He ask and touched the loose fringe of her hair.

Melanie didn't say a word but her heart couldn't stop itself from beating wildly against her chest because of the closeness between them.

Darrick smiled teasingly and traced his finger slowly on her smooth face. "Mm?" he humed and move his finger slow but stealthily to her neck and down to her chest.

Melanie felt blood rush up from her neck to her face.

"What? You haven't heard what I'm about to say and your heart is already beating loudly or do you know...," Darrick was interrupted by Melanie.

"No. Don't say it," Melanie quickly said. It wasn't what he wanted to say but because of his touch. Did he realize that he was touching her chest because he didn't move his hand.

Darrick then dropped his hand to his side. "So small and soft," he muttered and watch the expression on her face.

Melanie blush heavily and turned away from his stare. How could he say her breast is small! she scolded him inwardly.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about the peaches on your chest. God, I was talking about you. You have a small and soft body," Darrick teased and grinned wickedly.

Melanie almost fainted and turned to face him with her red face. " You should leave now!" she pushed him a little so he could leave. But darrick didn't bulge.

" See you tomorrow, Mel" He said and step out of the house.

***

Melanie went to the church so she could see the white witch, Lady Ursula.

The haunting gore imaginations she has been seeing haven't come to haunt her for the now.

The tall white building which was as old as the first generation of the pureblooded vampires stood magnificently.

The church wasn't only to preach the word of the most high according to the saints and confession of sins. It now housed the white witches who came to seek refuge and those who were brought by the council.

She quickened her pace and step into the building where she met the Father at the doorway.

"Lady Melanie, it's been a while since you last visited the church. What brings you to the most holy ground?" Father Beocca ask.

Melanie almost laughed at his words. Only the poor and ignorant folk would believe what he said. It was only a facade to cover up their illegal business with the council.

"This daughter here have come to confess her sins to the most high God," Melanie said and the Father ushered her into the confession box.

Father Beocca sighted a man enter the church and he quickly hurried to meet him.

He bowed "Lord Nathan, the church have been expecting you since your last visit," Father Beocca said with a smile on his face.

"I'm not sure if the church expects me. Are the things I asked for ready?" Nathan ask while looking at the Father.

"Of course. They are well prepared. I believe you'll love it and might pay twice the actual amount," Father Beocca said with a cunning smile.

Nathan glance at the old Chicken "What do you mean twice, Father Beocca?" his dark red eyes staring into the Father's.

"Some chemical compounds were added to ease...,"

"I am paying the actual amount Father Beocca except I'm the first to have this special goods," Nathan asked the holy chicken.

Father Beocca blinked and scratch his bald head in exasperation.

All these Lords were the worst to fool. "You're not the first buyer Lord Nathan. Young master Draven and...,"

" What about Lord Darrick?" Nathan interrupted the lying Father.

" Ah... Yes. He's our potential first buyer," Father Beocca said.

Nathan eyed the holy chicken. " Father Beocca? You didn't mention his name before,"he smirk at the Father.

Father Beocca eyes widen in shock, he now remembered that this Lord was able to read minds of people.

He gasp and step back. "I...I...," he stuttered.

Nathan smirk and grabbed the Father by his collar, "you lying chicken!"

"Father Beocca?"

A young tender voice made Nathan release his grip on the Father.

Melanie was surprised that the pureblooded vampire grabbed the Father Beocca by his collar but when she heard the man say 'You lying chicken' she then knew something must've happen between this two.