Leilani.
If there was something I loved more than the smell of blueberries muffins wafting through the air, then it was the way Chalice shook uncontrollably like a leaf in the wind.
It was the way the pungent smell of her fear filled my nose. It was her panic, her desperation… heavens, I even revelled in the way she gasped as if short of breath… The way she cried for mercy… and how she got none of those.
Right now, she was waving her hands in the air like a lunatic and whenever she stopped, she would turn to land a slap on Louis' face… his head. In fact, wherever she could touch as she yelled;
"You don't know what you're saying! Do you know that your words can be considered treason?!"
"What is treason?" That was Kael who suddenly asked.
Since the beginning of this whole debacle, he's been silent. Calculative… and while his eyes never left my face for even a moment, I could easily tell that it wasn't I that he was thinking about. It was Chalice.
