Sinful Sacrifice {1x1}

[Katlin-chan]

“What a clever girl,” he praised her as she asked about writing an age down in frosting instead of using candles. “There is only one slight problem with that solution… knowing what number to write.”

A white brow rose at the Princess’s question. He could honestly say he had never had a lady ask to touch his fangs. With a small sigh, Virgil agreed to let the girl touch his fangs. He waited for her to stand before him and then opened his mouth, revealing is fangs once more. Her fingers pressed against his teeth and suddenly she tugged on one. His eyes narrowed, glaring at her. When she finally removed her fingers, he felt her soft skin rake across a fang. The familiar scent of blood touched his nose. Poor Nachtmerrie had cut herself- and he couldn’t resist. He pushed his tongue against her finger, licking the blood away causing her to squeak. That was rather adorable.

“Can’t let it go to waste,” he answered calmly and smiled as he ran his tongue over his upper lip. He gave a nod, “yes. We do survive on blood.” Perhaps he would have given her a little lesson but she pointed out her own teeth. She had fangs, as well? Virgil blinked at the girl, finding himself pondering what type of creature she was. Asking about blood probably meant she wasn’t a Vampire- but maybe half vampires reacted differently. “Might I have a look?” He asked.

The male ran his fingers under her chin and used his thumb to gently pull on her bottom lip. Two small fangs adorned the girl’s smile. “Look at that,” he mumbled. “You do have fangs.” But what did that mean? Was she some kind of demon? There were still too many questions, but this did confirm one question he had earlier… Nachtmerrie was not all human.


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The moon had finally risen in the sky… not that it could be seen with the weather getting worse. Rain pounded on the window as Virgil turned to his master, “it’s such a shame we must go to sleep on such a night. Wouldn’t you think so Gabby?”

The blonde haired man turned away from his butler, eye twitching slightly as he continued to prepare for bed. “I thought I informed you to not call me that,” annoyance lacing his voice. “Besides, it can’t be helped. Sleep now so we can survive the day. Our sleeping schedule needs to be ‘fixed’ while we’re here. You know this.”

Virgil ran his fingers through his hair, “then at least let me have the bed.”

“Absolutely not,” ‘Gabby’ turned with a finger raised. “Brother, the room is too small to move the bed out of the way of the window… we don’t even have any curtains to draw either. You’ll have to sleep in the box.”

What ever color Virgil did have on his face was gone. Swallowing hard he attempted to raise a protest but was stopped by the sound of a thunder clap. An icy white glare drilled holes into his brother, “Gabriel… I can’t sleep in that damn thing.”

“You’re just going to have too,” The vampire stuck his tongue out. “Serves you right for calling me ‘Gabby’. Karma’s a b***h, big brother.” With that he moved some luggage out of his coffin shaped suitcase… conveniently large enough for him to slip into.

The other swore under his breath and quickly walked by Gabriel’s coffin. He slammed a fist down on the lid earning him an angry growl from the man inside. “Go to sleep, Gabby.” The half-vampire stood before his own coffin and lift the lid, peering inside. There had to be a logical way to get around his illogical fear… yes? If only he could think of one! The best solution was turning into a bat and finding a suitable corner.

[UmbraVitae]

It seemed that she had only solved one problem. Was it even a problem? Well, she had solved something; if only for another thing to pop up and take its place. Which made her wonder; how old did one have to be to forget their own age? She wondered if that meant that he forgot his birthday too. Both of those things she really did not see being possible to forget in the end however.

Later on, he really did have to tell her more about what it was like to be a Vampire.

Now since it was something no longer in the books she read... Well, she guessed now that they were never just fairytale, she wanted to know what it was actually like for him. Just so many questions swirled in her head. She hoped he could stay long; but it wasn't only because she wanted to ask him so many things. After all, she finally had someone to hang out with her and to spend time with. So perhaps going to the throne room earlier on had been a very good idea.

Now, as he asked to take a look, she nodded to him; though she hadn't expected him to do what he had did to check. Well... fair's fair, she supposed. Weird as she now knew it to be.

Her blue eyes blinked when he had confirmed it and since he wouldn't lie about it, it made her wonder if she was actually something different now too. She always wondered about it with her odd hair... and perhaps for the general feeling that she just well, felt different. But now since she actually had someone who wasn't human to confirm it, it made her feel a bit more at ease, so to speak. Regardless of the many questions it brought about for her...

Is this why her dad didn't speak of her mom?

Nachtmerrie had pretty much spent all of her day with Virgil; given, not only was it nice to hang out with him, but going outside really was not an option with the weather. But he hadn't seemed to mind, thankfully. So she had also spent lunch and dinner with him also. They day had technically been nice really; given she was never able to spend it the way that she had today. And, it was also nice to learn that he would indeed be staying longer. But as it was for now, it had been time for sleep. However, getting to sleep was a much different story.

For a time she had simply laid in her bed, blue eyes open as she stared out the window; her room being highlighted from the brightness of the lightning. It shouldn't bother her; she was well protected within her room. Her rather dark and creepy room...

When the next loud, thunderous clap had sounded throughout, she had promptly left her room and after a time, had found the room that Virgil and his master were staying in and, after a bit of thinking about whether or not they were sleeping already or not, knocked on the door three times; hoping that she wouldn't wake them if they were already asleep...

But then who could sleep through a storm like this? Perhaps anybody but her. It wasn't that she was scared... She... just... Yeah fine. She was a bit scared. Just a bit! It wasn't her fault; the castle always felt creepy during weather like this... or well. Every night when the moon didn't happen to be bright and it was all pretty dark.

She was usually alone, she couldn't help what she felt. But, it seemed that Virgil had still been awake, given he had answered the door.

The two-toned hair girl gave him a small, almost sheepish smile as he spoke. "I can't sleep because of the storm." Her voice was quiet; partly because she didn't want to admit it, but... Well. It didn't ultimately matter, did it? Not that she should technically be troubling Virgil with this... But through out the years she lived here; well, lived in general. No one really cared to comfort her and she was hoping that Virgil would indeed help her with such a thing. At least, she hoped he could make it all seem less scary.

He spoke, saying how they were similar again before he invited her in. Nachtmerrie gave a small nod before she entered the room and it wasn't long before her eyes feel on two rather peculiar things. "Do you really sleep in that?" Was it a fast thing to assume? Maybe. But, there were two coffins or, coffin looking things, and only Virgil was here, it seemed. Surely he didn't actually need both of them... And besides, the bed was empty... So... "If your master isn't sleeping there, aren't you going to?" Unless his master was actually somewhere else right now? She could only make assumptions from what she saw and, what she didn't see.

[Katlin-chan]

Virgil placed a hand on his chin as he gazed at the soft red fabric of his simple oak box… A frustrated grown escaped his lips as he stood above it. He heard his brother laugh from the box next to him. “Shut up already… you shouldn't pick on people with phobias. Rude,” he huffed. An irrational fear… totally and utterly irrational! And he believed himself to be very rational- at least he tried to be. He took a breath and held it. Slowly the male took his coat off and went to take a step inside the box.

There was a knock on the door.

He was safe! For now anyway. But this was a good excuse to not get in that damn thing. He rushed over to the door, perhaps a little too excitedly, and opened it. His eyes were greeted with the sight of the girl he had been with all day. “Princess Nachtmerrie,” he pursed his lips. “What brings you here, dear?” He waited for her answer, noting how uncomfortable she looked. “The storm?” Virgil blinked as he attempted to understand why the storm you not allow her to sleep. “Ah, I see,” he smiled as a finger returning to his chin in thought. She was afraid of the storm. “We are more similar than one would imagine. Since you’re here, do come in,” he said opening the door wide enough for her to come in.

When she entered the room, he made sure to shut the door and placed a gentle hand upon her back. “I,” he started to answer the girl’s question before biting his bottom lip. “I try to not to.” And of course the curious girl asked a question… that he honestly didn’t want to answer. He chewed upon his bottom lip as he heard a small snicker come from the closed coffin. Virgil made a face, and turned to the blue eyed girl, “I don’t like sleeping in it. And typically I’d sleep in the bed… but since there’s no curtain and the room is too small to move the bed out of the way of the window, the sun will hurt in the morning. And since we’re nightwalkers, the day time is not a very pleasant thing for us. Hence why we typically sleep when the sun is out.” That should slake her thirst for a while, right?

“Since Gabby and I won’t be using the bed, you may have it. Is that alright?” He asked her, but was surprised when she asked about him. “I have… this… thing…” white eyes glared at the open coffin. He folded his arms over his chest and huffed. No- there was no way he was sleeping in that… he wanted the bed.

It was Nachtmerrie that spoke, asking him if he would share the accursed box. “There won’t be any room,” and that would only cause him more distress.

“Complain, complain, complain…” the lid on the other coffin lifted just enough for the blonde inside to peek out. He pushed the lid off further and sat up. “Princess Nachtmerrie, you must forgive my older brother. Sometimes his fear gets the best of him.” He stuck is tongue out at Virgil before returning golden eyes to the poor girl. “How odd that Virggie won’t respect the little lady’s wish. My- it’s simply out of character! The Virgil I know would never deny a woman’s wish, especially when it came to sleeping with him.” There was a playful wink and Virgil growled. “You know you have a form that’s small enough to make the box seem bigger… can’t you trick yourself like that?”

The white haired male walked to his brother’s side and pushed him back down and closed the coffin and sat on the lid. “Go to sleep, Gabby,” he spoke clearly annoyed at his brother’s words.

Gabriel banged on the lid a few times before he sighed. “You need to go to sleep- cranky!”

Today was just full of secrets. Secret room from the princess... A secret race from Virgil... And now the princess knew of the secret relationship between 'the butler' and 'the master'… Hmm, now another secret. Virgil stood and wrapped an arm around the princess, “are you sure you wish to sleep with me, dear?” Of course she did- she needed to escape the storm. Maybe a coffin was a good way for her to shut out the loud thunder and flashing lightning. He wrapped an arm around her waist and tipped her back, easing her in the box so she could lie down.

Once she was settled in, Virgil withdrew his arm and took a small step back. Perhaps his brother was right… his smaller form would allow him to trick himself into thinking the coffin was much bigger. He cursed himself for such a foolish thing to be afraid of. Why couldn’t it be spiders? At least he could kill spiders- or snakes! Anything… anything but this would have been more acceptable. With an irritated noise, the male sighed and shifted forms suddenly leaving pile of clothing on the floor. Something moved under the shirt where the man was just standing and suddenly furry white snout popped out from under it.

A bat! The smallest (and only) other form he had. The white bat managed to crawl out of the mess of clothing and took flight. He came to rest on the edge of the coffin. “You’ll have to shut the lid,” he spoke, voice echoing in the princess’s head.

[UmbraVitae]

Nachtmerrie looked up at him with her blue eyes when he had spoken, wondering what was wrong with it. Besides the fact that it was a coffin, of course. "Why's that?" She asked, a small part curious and concerned all the same. Perhaps though, she shouldn't have come to him with her problem about the storm? It seemed he had his own troubles to figure out as well, so she shouldn't be bothering him with her own. It wasn't fair. Virgil answered her question however.

Tomorrow, she would have to ask her dad if he could get them a different room... Of course she couldn't state the real reason, but she could give him a half truth; the room was too small for more than one person so it wasn't really fair of him to do that. It's not like every room in the castle was being used, so surely they had a better room somewhere.

When the white haired male had referred to someone else, she blinked. Oh. Was he in the other coffin? "What about you though?" Nachtmerrie asked after Virgil had offered the bed. Even with what he said before, she did need to ask. It just didn't seem fair, perhaps. And because he didn't really like the other option. But, since he couldn't take the bed, then maybe... "Would you like to share it?" Perhaps an odd request, but Nachtmerrie didn't know his true reason for not liking it, so she could only guess that having someone might make it better for him. It would be for her, if she had to sleep in a dark box, technically. Then she would very much want company. After all, the storm that was raging on outside made her want to be by someone too...

She still wasn't scared! Not... completely.

But, Virgil had said that there wouldn't be any room, which in part did make her sad. However, before she had said anything, a different voice had rung out and she turned to look; watching as the other coffin's lid had opened up, and the blonde man sat up. Nachtmerrie remained silent as the man spoke to her. And she blinked, when he had said Virgil was his older brother. But if that was so, why the master and butler titles? That wasn't something she really understood between them, but it's not something she would ask about just yet; even if she was curious about it. Well, curious about a lot of things now.

Her head tilted with what he had said after; about that part of respecting wishes, especially when it came to women sleeping with him. Nachtmerrie simply blinked, confused. And she was still pretty much confused after that, but, when Virgil had shoved his brother back down and sat on the lid to the coffin, she had giggled. Having a sibling seemed rather fun.

After which, when 'Gabby' had apparently given up on getting out, Virgil had come back over to her, wrapping an arm around her as he had spoke, so she nodded to him, for his answer. Since she had agreed, Virgil had helped her lie down into the coffin. Surely it was different from a bed, but it wasn't all so terrible.

When Virgil had suddenly disappeared though; his clothes falling to the floor, she blinked, staring. That was amazing.

After just a short bit, a bat had appeared. Well... technically it was still Virgil. Somehow he had spoken to her; and while she did hear it... Nachtmerrie moved to sit up; not to grab the lid, not yet, at least, but instead to pet the white bat. "You're cute." Nachtmerrie said with a little laughter, smiling at him as she put her hands underneath his torso to pick him up. He apparently didn't like it, but, she just giggled a bit again, kissing his head. It earned her a glare, but it was nothing she could take seriously as she set him down in the coffin with her. She moved again, going back to laying down and, after Virgil had gotten settled, she closed the lid; letting the darkness envelope them completely before she had snuggled onto Virgil and fell asleep after a bit.

It was mid-morning; the storm had ended some time last night, which left the ground... Well, pretty much everything still thoroughly soaked. But, she at least, had ended up with a peaceful sleep in the end. But her new friend, she wasn't all so sure about.

Nachtmerrie held Virgil's hand in her own as they walked about the streets. Her dad had requested a few things, and for Virgil to fetch them; so she had offered to go with. And after some convincing, she was able to. What Virgil; or they now, had to get was simple enough. She wasn't really sure why someone else wasn't asked but, she wasn't complaining. It was nice to get out; well she thought so. It was still the day for him however. But... at least the clouds were still hanging around. "If you want, you could stay inside and I can get the items." Nachtmerrie offered as she looked up to the white haired male. Trying to help him out.

[Katlin-chan]

Cute!? Cute? Well this was a first for him. He narrowed his eyes at her only to widen them in surprise as she picked him up. Virgil squirmed. He wasn’t use to this at all. An irritated noise came from the bat as the princess coddled him and soon he felt her soft lips on the top of her head. He glared at her. He was not a stuffed animal.

He might have been okay… until she shut the lid. His white eyes shot open. Oh dear, he was stuck. Stuck in a small tiny coffin. A box. He panicked. It couldn’t be helped. Virgil suffered silently only to hear the sounds of Nachtmerrie finally asleep. That was something he just couldn’t do. Typically he’d be up at this hour, waking to make some tea for his father, but Gabriel was right- since they would be staying with humans like this, they needed to ‘fix’ their sleeping schedule. But of course they needed to sleep in one of these. Damnit it all. Sometimes he felt like the planets aligned just to make him suffer like this.

He didn’t sleep at all… and now the sun was coming up and he was tired. Finally he had calmed down enough to sleep and soon lulled off, snuggling his fluffy head against Nachtmerrie. There was a knock on the coffin before the lid was lifted. Virgil hissed at the sun, simply because it was so bright and he was ready to sleep. He quickly moved a wing up to cover his eyes.

“Wakey, Wakey sleepy heads! It’s time to rise and shine,” Gabriel put up a good front even if he didn’t sleep very well either.

A frustrating morning with a rather grumpy and tired Virgil. He went about the routines of the morning; getting ready, making tea, etc, etc. And soon found himself being asked to run a few errands for the king… Didn’t his majesty have his own butlers? It took a great deal of self control to accept the tasks graciously.

The Princess wanted to come too. He refused at first… he was much to cranky to deal with anyone, but eventually gave in. He figured it best not to argue. It would be too much work for him. So instead he walked hand in hand with the girl. “No. I couldn’t allow the princess to go shopping for her father,” he replied before yawing and rubbing his free hand over his face. He was lucky enough the clouds still lingered, letting him walk without being directly exposed to the sun. “However,” he gave a smile before handing her a piece of paper. “I will let you hold the list. Agreed?”

He turned his gaze toward her as they proceeded to walk through the streets. “What is the first item on the list, my official list holder?” He was teasing of course even if he seemed rather grumpy. Sleepy… sleepy. He just wanted to sleep. It was already late for him. He mentally cursed the human’s day time schedules.

[UmbraVitae]

Well if that's what he wanted, okay then, but was he absolutely sure? It would honestly have not been any trouble if he rested and she got everything else that was needed. He really needed it. But, Nachtmerrie said nothing against it since he didn't already accept it. Of course she did give him a look that asked if he really sure about it when he had yawned just after he had spoke. However, she supposed it would be fine... As long as he suddenly didn't just fall to the ground from being tired. Then that would be a problem.

Her blue eyes turned towards him when he had spoken up with a 'however', making her curious when he had handed her a piece of paper and she took it from him. Hold the list? Well okay then, but how did that help? "I guess you really are tired if you can't hold this." Nachtmerrie said playfully; more trying to tease him than actually bug him. But there was a thin line between the two.

When he asked what the first item was, she opened up the list. "First on the list is getting five chickens." She said and then folded the paper away into her pocket. Since they had to pick up items, of course a horse was brought along to stuff all the items in the bags it carried.

After a few hours, the shopping had been completed given they had to walk back and forth almost through out it all. However, Virgil had informed her of something that wasn't quite on the list he had been given. A dress? She looked at him. "Why a dress?" She asked curiously; not sure if Virgil knew more from her father or not. But as far as she knew, there was technically no one else besides her that warranted a dress. She had no mother, no sisters and he wouldn't get anything for extended family members. Was it for her? Or was her father actually seeing someone? Either way, however, why hadn't that been put on the list? "What do you think is the point of the dress?" She asked as she walked along with him, holding his hand once more.

It really was a strange thing. But a couple things were really strange; albeit some things were cool too. So an odd dress that wasn't listed; in the end, didn't mean a whole lot to her. "When we get back, are you going to bed?" He really did need his sleep, so if he was going to bed when they got back, she didn't want to annoy him or anything. Or just generally keep him awake if he should be sleeping. Both him and his brother didn't seem to have gotten the kind of rest that she had.

[Katlin-chan]

“Very tired, my dear,” he gave a light chuckle before letting out a soft sigh. But being tired was not going to stop Virgil from running these errands.

Soon after what seemed like hours, the list was finally completed and loaded up upon the poor horse that had to bear such a load. The white haired male turned to the princess, “there’s one last thing your father asked me to pick up.” He watched as she tilted her head slightly. “His majesty asked me to stop by the tailor’s and pick up a dress,” a dress for what though? Even Nachtmerrie was clueless, questioning this item. “I’m not sure,” he opened the door for her and let her inside.

After he exchanged some words with the tailor, the tailor brought forth a white dress to show Virgil, asking a few questions about the quality and if the king would be alright with some of the details. He was much too tired to care and he honestly didn’t know the king’s taste or what Nachtmerrie liked, since it was quite obvious she would be the one in the dress.

A simple white dress… “hmmm,” he hummed curiously as he laid the package over the horse. “You’re not getting married are you?” He asked, half teasing. He laughed as she stated she was too young. Of course she was. “Sacrificed, then?” Some dark humor. He blinked, eyes widening slightly as he thought about the events from yesterday. No. No, there was simply no way. He slowly turned his head to her as they began their walk down the street. Would her father readily give his own daughter to a crazed religious cult to be sacrificed?

She took hold of his hand again and pulled him away from his thoughts. The pharmacy? He tiled his head curiously at her, “another stop?” Not that he minded but he wasn’t sure what the poor girl wanted here. She seemed rather excited. The princess told him there was someone she wanted him to meet, if ‘he’ was here. Obviously male… another friend, perhaps? He smiled at her, uncertain of who this person could be.

[UmbraVitae]

Well, whatever or who truly ever the dress was for, they had picked it up in the end after Virgil had concluded his discussion with the tailor. And when she saw it, well, maybe it was her dress, it seemed her size and she couldn't figure out why that may be for any reason. It did look pretty, surely, but why had it even been made?

Her eyes turned towards Virgil after he had packed the dress away on the steed. She blinked, taking a moment to register what had been said before she spoken. "M-married!? NO! I'm too young for that!" Nachtmerrie said, shouting a bit out of embarrassment and well, just that. How could he even suggest such a thing! He... damnit. Though her embarrassment from the question had been easily replaced by confusion upon what had followed. And as such, Nachtmerrie gave him a questioning look. The first one might have been a bit funny, but she couldn't find any real humor from the sacrifice comment. "Weirdo." Nachtmerrie had said lightly under her breath before she turned from him as she thought about something different as they started to walk again.

She knew where to go from here.

Nachtmerrie smiled, taking a hold of Virgil's hand as she happily pulled him along to a shop she knew. "I want you to meet someone, Virgil." Nachtmerrie said happily as they entered the store, but she added on something else. "If he's here..." She said lightly given the thought of the particular guy not being here right now would be rather saddening for her.

The two toned haired girl walked up to the counter and there was no one and no noise coming from the back. Perhaps though, he was sleeping and the bell hadn't rung him awake? She would have gone to check the backroom but before she did, the bell had sounded again and she turned from her spot to look at who it was that had entered in case they may know, but well... "Sorrel!" She let go of Virgil's hand as she (sort of) ran over to greet him with a hug; her arms wrapping around him the best she could reach. "I missed you." Her voice was light as she looked up to him; completely happy to be with him again before she eased her embrace a bit so she could hold his hand.

After which, her blue gaze turned to look at her white haired friend. "Virgil, this is Sorrel. He used to be the apothecary back in the castle..." Her voice held an obvious sad note to it before she directed her eyes back to the one she stood next to. "I'm sorry for what my father did. He shouldn't have done that." She gave him one more hug, albeit a light one this time.

Not only had the castle not been the same since her father had gotten rid of him; well for her, at least, but she didn't even understand why he had been replaced. Books weren't going to heal anyone after all. And for the time Sorrel had been there, no one could honestly compete with his work all the same. Still, despite the role he had at the castle, she really did miss him so much.

[Hikaru Ohayashi]

The light ringing of a bell sounded as the door creaked open. A young man with finely defined, striking, and somewhat delicate features entered through the door, paused once light blue eyes lifted up in the middle of taking off his coat. “Princess Nachtmerrie?” He murmured lightly, half opening his arms to welcome her when she bolted to his side to embrace him. He was surprised, although his emotions were not as apparent as the girl who greeted him…. For a moment however, a frown had adorned his lips, gaze focused on the hand that had held the young man with her in the establishment.

A handsome smile flashed in her direction upon her words, choosing to respond to her first and foremost so that he could properly give his greetings. Sorrel took the hand that had been held by the other man and slowly bent down to kiss it, speaking as he rose, “Your father has his reasons, my dear. I don’t think it is in our place to criticize his actions if he saw another fit for the role.” Mostly a pleasantry. In all honesty, Sorrel was furious enough about the half assed explanations for the sudden termination of the contract that he could have stabbed the letter opener he used to open the announcement sent to him right through her father’s skull.

He turned his attention to the man called Virgil, extending out a hand to shake and granting the other male a polite smile, “Sir Virgil… is it? Might I have a last name to go with that?” He smirked slightly before introducing himself formally, “Sorrel Vartoughi. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He said, voice smooth and pleasant, as he lowered his hand once the exchange was done.

Sorrel glanced at the shop, frowning when he found no one at the register… Anita was assigned today was she not? Heavens if she fell asleep at the back again, she can consider her sorry a** fired. “Now, how may I help you two today?” He inquired good naturedly, turning his attention back towards his two guests.


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[Katlin-chan]

Virgil watched as the princess walked to the counter and looked around before the bell on the door caused him to turn. The male that had just stepped through the door was not human. White eyes followed Nachtmerrie as she ran to greet this one called Sorrel with a hug. A friend? She seemed to have a very strange group of friends.

A smirk pulled on his lips taking note of how Sorrel addressed the princess first. Very interesting. The other even went as far as to kiss the girl’s hand, specifically the one she used to hold his own.

“Please, just Virgil,” he spoke, extending his hand out to shake the other’s. “Virgil Fletcher. The pleasure is mine, Mister Vartoughi.” He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t impressed. There was defiantly something strange about Sorrel and yet the purple haired male played pleasant and polite rather well.

Virgil waited for the princess to reply to question, leaving him for a brief while to his thoughts. If Mister Vartoughi was the apothecary, then the room Nachtmerrie showed him yesterday must have been his. But from the sounds of it, Sorrel position was terminated and someone else must have moved in. But where all those occult book his? He brought a hand to his chin as he remembered how upset the princess was about flowers. The flowers that were no longer in that room.

The flowers must have been Sorrel’s. Which, after watching the princess and Mister Vartoughi greet one another, was why Nachtmerrie must have been so upset.

Perhaps it would be wise to question Sorrel and see what he knew about the current situation, but that would have to wait for a time the girl was out of ear shot. Virgil watched the two curiously. It appeared to him that if anything was to go wrong, Mister Vartoughi might play a valuable alley.

[UmbraVitae]

Her eyes probably seemed a bit brighter than normal in the presence of Sorrel. Well, she really was just so happy to see him. When he had taken her hand to place a kiss upon the back of it, she let out a small giggle as she smiled. But her smile wasn't something that had lasted long upon what had followed.

Yes, her father did have his reasons, that was true, but those reasons were stupid ones. Really stupid ones. Nachtmerrie gave him another quick hug after his words, her face having a sad note to it now as she remained silent whilst he spoke to Virgil. There was a lot of things she wanted to ask him or tell him. Not that so many things have changed in the castle, but, they still did. She wasn't sure if things were going to continue that way; it was already giving her a weird feeling. And it wasn't a good weird.

After Virgil had replied, Nachtmerrie spoke up. "I wanted to see if I could get some of the relaxing medication for Virgil and myself." She said, though wasn't sure if Virgil would take any offense to it or not, but it might be helpful for him when he needed to sleep, if he had to sleep in the coffin again. Though she wondered. "Would medication work for you?" Nachtmerrie asked curiously as she looked to the white haired male. He was a vampire, or, half vampire, and so she wondered if medication like that would really help him like it did for her. Perhaps she should've asked him more questions before.

Though, besides that... "If I could get you a place back at the castle, would you take it?" Nachtmerrie asked curiously as she looked at Sorrel. "My dad had his reasons, but I don't what they are. I went to the room you had and it's just all these books..." Her voice sounded a little bit sad, but how couldn't she be? Sorrel wasn't there and all those pretty plants and flowers were gone; replaced by those stupid books. It was just another reason why the castle felt a bit darker to her.

So she did hope that she could find a way to bring him back; and that he'd take it if she could. She wanted him back. Or needed him. Either way. Not that it meant Virgil has nothing. He was definitely her friend, but Sorrel was also just a 'bit' more than that. Perhaps it would've been fine, but, she wasn't able to get out here as often as she would have liked.

[Hikaru Ohayashi]

“Dante’s Inferno is a wonderful piece, is it not?” A smirk curved up the purple-headed male’s lips, something a little playful in hint upon the tone. Wavy locks tousled slightly when he angled his head to the side in addition to the words, almost as if in question. Attentive light blue orbs however turned towards the princess when she addressed his question, and a brow perked up, both curious and concerned.

His head moved slightly to follow his gaze at the young female in his company, “Relaxing medication…?” He said with a curious intonation within his words, “By any chance, are you looking for sleeping pills?” Sorrel suggested, pursing his lips slightly before setting his hands to his sides, walking over towards the shelves just at the back of the register, “I have a few in stock, however…” He turned himself slightly so that he could gaze back at the two from the periphery of his vision while his hands searched for the medication, “I’m afraid I cannot simply prescribe them and hand them over to you without knowing the reason you’re asking for them…” Sorrel continued, taking a small pouch from the upper shelf and slowly walked back over to their location.

“In addition to your reasons, it’d be better that I determine if this is the medication you truly need.” Sorrel spoke one more, eyes turned down towards the small girl before him. “A short check up shall be in order…” He smiled slightly, lifting a hand and petting the top of her head, shifting his attention slightly to the man she came with, “If you will, come to my clinic just beside this shop.” He smirked, something almost daring a tone laced within the words…

He paused however, pursing his lips upon what Nachtmerrie offered, a soft amused chuckle leaving his lips upon her suggestion. To be honest, he doubted the chance her father would listen to her pleas. Nevertheless, if the chance, however small, could be presented, “No. I’m afraid not, my dear.” He answered, removing his hand from her head, “It’s not that I don’t appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I do not want to return to that position simply upon favor of the princess.” He said, a slight accent finding its way through his English, emphasizing Nachtmerrie’s position.

It was a somewhat complicated matter that involved his name and his reputation… The king did more than just strip him of a job in the castle.

For that foolish insolent man, there will come the time when the old coot would come begging on his knees, head bowed down low, pressed on the cold pavement, offering all the kingdom’s worth, or the blood from his arteries for Sorrel to return to his old post… And when that time came, he would take pleasure in pressing that thick fat skull down into the dirt.


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[UmbraVitae]

It was safe to say that she didn't know what Sorrel meant when he talked to Virgil about Dante's Inferno. Was it a book then? Probably, but it was nothing she knew of, of course.

Her blue eyes stayed on Sorrel when he had spoke to her... sort of. Nachtmerrie gave him a nod when asked if she had meant the sleeping pills. That was what she needed. At least for now, until the weather finally broke and she hadn't need to worry about storms.

For a time, she remained silent while Sorrel had spoken as he had searched. And she blinked. A check up? She wasn't opposed to it more than she didn't know that was needed, but it was fine either way. Well, for her. She wasn't sure about Virgil... Not that the white haired male ever asked for such a thing. Nachtmerrie simply thought he might need these too because it wasn't easy for him to get to sleep in the coffin. It wouldn't be good for Virgil if he ended up tired like this every day. Unless that day meant he wouldn't be asked to do anything, but she wasn't sure if that was going to be possible because of her father.

Now, as Sorrel had answered her for her other question, she couldn't say that it didn't make her sad that he rejected it. And a part of her wanted to know what being a princess had to do with it. Nachtmerrie puffed her cheeks, looking away from him. It was not at all fair that he used her position against her. It wasn't like she had asked to be a princess. "Meanie." She said lightly, her blue eyes shifting towards the windows to see the sky outside and she eased up a bit.

She knew that she wasn't as knowledgeable in shops and reputations as him... She was just a tad upset that Sorrel wouldn't be around the castle like he used to be with his old job. "I was asking for the sleeping pills because of the bad weather." After all, when it was really bad out, she always went to him for comfort and now such a thing was no longer possible. "Virgil needs them too because he has anxiety I think." Well, that's what it seemed like to her when she didn't know it was actually more of a fear. But if the pills could work for him, then that would be good. He needed a restful sleep. "Wouldn't you like to be able to sleep?" As she spoke, her eyes turned towards the white haired male in particular, looking at him curiously.

[Hikaru Ohayashi]

A smile played upon the purple headed male's lips, light blue eyes affixed upon Nachtmerrie in a playful fashion. She probably didn't understand what he meant. It wasn't that he expected her to do so either. The reason wasn't exactly very important that she needed to understand thoroughly. The message was still clear as day in any case.

The man called Virgil seemed to be a bit quiet after Sorrel had taken the time to converse and inquire with Nachtmerrie. For the most part, he listened to what both needed.

The purple headed male folded his ams across his chest, placing a thoughtful fist to his lips upon her words... Certainly, he knew why the weather could cause her sleepless nights. Sleeping pills, however, wasn't exactly what he would recommend for it, if only he were still there in the castle to reinforce what he would have preferred she been given.

"I don't recommend your forcing yourself to sleep, dear... How badly do stormy nights take from your rest when without company, Nachtmerrie?" Sorrel pursed his lips, visibly frowning... He was a little worried she would abuse the medicine like it was some cure all for her problems without him to supervise her doses.

That would be quite... the problem.

"And you?" He turned his attention towards Virgil. "What is this anxiety she speaks of?"



OOC: I'll color tomorrow or something. Passing out xwx