Twitching before kicking awake, Sora shot out of the bed the two had placed her in when she passed out. The last thing Sora remembered was feeling ill and falling sick in front of someone important. Sora could tell much time had passed as it was pitch dark inside the room. Looking around, she noticed in the corner of the room in a cage was her pet and looking around the room she was in, she was no longer inside a cold, damp cell and was in a bedroom, which confused her. Looking one last time around, she asked herself, “What’s going on? How long was I passed out for?”

Sora paused inhaled before she could hear a faint noise coming from the corner of the room where the door was. Not soon after hearing that, the woman with long golden braided hair came walking through it with a lantern in her hand. At first, Sora thought it was an ordinary lantern, and the light was a fire, but looking further at the item the Elven woman was holding in her hand. Sora could see some bug inside it that gave the bright light as it flew around in the glass cage.

Refocusing on the woman walking, Sora looked at her and could tell she was not very thrilled to be having another conversation with her. Looking upset the closer, she got to Sora, the woman who called herself Lafita walked towards Sora, not saying a word. Placing the lantern down on a table when she stood next to the bed Sora was lying on, she spun and faced the human. Again, Sora did not say a word as she did this, simply basking in her light and beauty, not noticing it before, but she thought to herself, She’s cute.’

Lafita noticing Sora looking at her questionably, asked her in a soft voice at first before raising it towards the end, “What are you looking at, human? Why are you staring at me? Don’t look at me like that.”

Sora looking down after she said that, twiddled her fingers around a little bit before turning over, rolling around, grabbing the blanket she was sleeping with and tucked herself in and turned her back to the elf.

Lafita’s face dropped in her sight was this rude human who could transform into a vampire completely tuning her out, disrespecting her. Never had she been disrespected like this before in her life being royalty. First, violently grabbing Sora by the shoulder. She then pushed her out of bed and yelled, “Don’t you turn your back to me, do you hear me!”

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Sora suddenly opened her eyes to see her floating over the edge of the bed briefly before crashing onto the floor making a ‘thud.’ Upset Sora got up, rubbing her butt. “What the hell is your problem!”

Sora screamed. Then before Lafita could answer, Sora followed up, crying, “Why are you being such a bitch!”

After saying that, Sora could see Lafita on the other side of the bed begin to boil. Sora could see magical energy start to radiate from her as stones and other debris began to lift and float off the floor around the two. Sora looking around the room, spotted the door and made a break for it as she heard Lafita yell out, “Holy light!”

Looking over her shoulder, Sora looked forward then quickly back when she thought she saw a beam of light flying towards her. Throwing her arms up in a defensive posture, she blocked the incoming beam of light as it lit up the entire room in blinding gold light. The light continued to shine, illuminating the whole room with a golden glow as Sora walked forward with her hands held up, blocking the beam of light. Sora began screaming, “What the hell are you doing aghhh”

Unable to stand any longer, Sora lost her footing and fell back; as the light blasted off her feet, the light overpowered Sora as she flew into the wall. Pinned against the wall by Lafita’s holy light spell, Sora could not move a muscle under the pressure of the bright light.

After a few moments, the light died down, and she fell to her knees, hitting the floor violently before slowly getting up. Sora noticed Lafita walking over slowly towards her as her vision returned, and she could see she had a weird look on her face. Sora heard her muttering as she walked, “Well, she’s not undead.”

Lifting her hand, Sora hoped she would reach out and grab it just as she thought Lafita did. But, instead, as Lafita touched her hand, Sora grabbed her wrist, quickly shooting back to life; springing into action, she grabbed her by the wrist and said quietly under her breath, “Draining-touch.”

Sora’s right hand glowed as the magic flowed from Lafita into Sora. Unphased, Lafita smacked away her hand and kicked her over. “That’s not right. That’s an Undead spell...” Lafita said as she stared down at the human unsure what to make of her.

Sora, now on her hands face down panting, was ready for whatever was next to come, but just as she looked up, she saw a boot coming down towards her head. The same door as before opened, and she and Lafita looked over to see the red-haired Elven girl with a worried shocked look on her face. “Siva, what are you doing here?” Lafita said to the red-haired girl standing at the door. Responding, Sora heard the girl who Lafita called Siva reply,

“What are you doing, sister? I heard some commotion and came to investigate it; stop attacking them at once! Father wants to speak to them!”

Sora then felt Lafita grab her by the collar of her shirt and force her to her feet before saying to her, “Don’t give me another reason to kick your ass; you better get walking or else.”

Sora gulped, and then, being pushed forward, Sora began strolling first before the red-haired girl began to lead her in the direction of her father to speak with him.