All Chapters of The Cold ones. Part 1, In two worlds.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I woke up the next morning and stretched out across the warm, cosy bed, forgetting at first where I was. I quickly stopped and bolted upright, listening for anything outside my door. It was quiet, nothing but the chirping of birds outside my big bay window and no Lyra bashing into my room. I got up and tiptoed to the door and quietly twisted the handle, opening the door with a quiet squeak and poking my head around to see if anyone was out there. Then I saw Lord Talon sitting in his chair already looking at me and I froze. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” He asked with a softness in his voice. I cleared my throat and opened the door a bit wider as I stood in front of it, willing myself to appear less afraid, but my rapid heartbeat was telling me different. “Yes,” I answered simply. “I had food brought up”. He said as he pointed to the

I sat comfortably in a soft black velvet armchair with a blanket draped over my knees as Talon was writing in one of his hefty books. He had put on some quiet classical music on his turntable as I delved into Emma’s journal. I had wanted to read it the moment he gave it to me, but he insisted on showing me more of the castle. I had seen so little in my time here, I had no idea how many floors, corridors and little tucked away allies were here.He had taken me down to where the humans stayed. They had their own fancy dining area and large bedrooms. I had seen their bathrooms before when Michelle took me there, but I didn’t see just how much space in the castle they had all to themselves, it was practically a whole other wing! Then he took me up the staircase opposite the one I always used to show me all the rooms of the other vampires that lived here or passed by. We didn’t go in them, of course, but I could see that there were still so many other places just on their side of the castl

Ellie's POV: “You’re definitely not consuming as much food as you first did!” Talon noticed as he smirked, while we ate our lunch together in his quarters. I swallowed my mouthful of cheese and biscuit before I could answer. “I think I ate more than I ever have in my life!” I grinned. “Well, you look far healthier than you did when I saw you sitting all alone on the floor!” His smile grew as he cut off a slice of beef for himself. “All alone?” I chuckled. “Course I was. I don’t think anyone would have wanted to join me, sitting on a hard cold floor!”.  “At least now, you have your very own chair to sit in, is it comfy enough?” He asked as he nodded over to the black velvet chair I'd come to spend most of my day in. &ldq

Ellie’s POV: I was actually enjoying the evening so far, which I didn’t think would be possible in the slightest when Talon convinced me to come. I found myself listening to every word Lyle and Johnny said when they spoke of their home and the island they come from. Apart from the constant daggers from Lyra every time I laughed at one of their jokes or answered a question, I chose to ignore her. I knew she wouldn’t dare treat me the way she used to in front of Talon.But they were both friendly with lots of tales to tell and were more than happy to relay them to the four of us as they kept us hooked with all the mischief they got themselves into. “Kyan, you came, why don’t you join us?” I suddenly heard Talon call out and my whole body stiffened. Shit, shit, shit… don’t come over, don’t come over!  &ldquo

Two days later: When I first opened my drapes this morning, my heart leapt with joy as the brightness of the fresh fallen snow covered the grass and treetops of the palace gardens and the forest. But that smile I had soon vanished, because for the first time in my life, I wouldn’t be able to go out for that winter snow walk or do any of the things I love most this time of year. Me and Talon ate our breakfast as usual as he scoured through a black leather book and once I was done eating, I found myself standing at the large window, looking out and thinking of all that I’d be doing if I was at home. My mum would always bring out the fluffy woollen blankets and drape them on the couch, she’d buy us all new slippers and thick robes. If there were ever children playing a snowball fight, I wouldn’t hesitate to join in on the fun. Whatever scraps of food we had, I’d leave them all over our yard and walk to the bottom of the hills for the animals that were in desperate search of food