Chapter 46 The Heir of Star Crash Coven (1/2)

Rassa remembered little beyond agreeing to undergo Red Eyes' training. As he shook off his grogginess, he opened his eyes to adjust to the light of the day once more. The cage was surprisingly comfortable, like he was lying on a cloud, and the roof appeared further away than before...

Wait.

Why was the roof covered in high quality paintings of naked beings? Cloth tastefully draped over their more private areas...and rimmed with gold leaf? What? Where was he?

Rassa tried to sit up to have a better look around, but instead his body responded by rolling over, his arm curving around a very real and very naked young woman.

Seriously, what?

The woman moaned as his hand pulled her back into him.

”Please, no more, my Lord, I need some rest...”

Rassa wanted to ask the woman what was going on. Why was he here and not wrapped in chains in a cage in Toulle? He was honestly starting to freak out. Then his lips moved, though he said nothing he wanted to say.

”Such a spoil sport Lasandre, you promised me all night”.

That...that didn't sound like Rassa's voice.

”It is morning now, my Lord,” the woman mumbled back.

Rassa tsked in dissatisfaction then rolled out of bed with the grace of a cat, moving to the thick velvet curtains that hung down over floor to ceiling glass windows, so clear and clean that Rassa could barely see the glass if not for his enhanced vision. Beyond it...it was like nothing Rassa had ever seen.

From the view, they appeared to be very high up, they must have been in some sort of tower. Below them a city flourished, alive with activity the likes of which Rassa had never glimpsed before. There did not just seem to be tens of thousands as Rassa had been led to believe cities were populated with through his studies. There appeared to be millions. All of them different from the next. Some with life lines, some without. Of those that did have Life Lines, most of them were black like his own, but there were a few that were silver or white or somewhere in between. Their clothing too, was elegant and practical, nothing overly showy or colourful like what was so common to see amongst the higher class that Rassa was used to. The buildings were as unique and various as the people. So different was the city from anything Rassa had ever seen, that he would have to stare at it for days to truly take it all in. But what truly captured his attention before anything else, was the giant glowing crystal that was placed in a tower just beyond the city wall. What was that? It seemed to pulse with light as it rotated on the spot, and Rassa had barely enough time to take it in before he suddenly closed the curtains to block out the brilliant light.

”What morning?” he asked as he turned back to the woman who was still curled up amongst the sheets. He went back to the bed, crawling over to her, ”I certainly don't see the Sun Crystals glowing just yet”.

The woman gave a small smile of amusement as Rassa turned her over onto her back. He leaned forward and touched his lips to her collarbone and neck, whispering them up to her lips. She moaned as he kissed her, and he delved deeper slowly, trying to entice her to wake up as his fingers ghostered over the smooth skin of her bare hip. She pulled away with a smile.

”You can't avoid today, my Lord,” she argued, ”To become the official Heir of Star Crash Coven is quite the celebration”.

”Does that mean you'll be celebrating with me?” asked Rassa, smiling back.

”Will you need me to celebrate my Lord? Surely there will be plenty of other women desiring your attentions now that you are to become the most powerful Vampire in the Coven,” Lasandre pouted.

Rassa sighed, bowing his head to rest on her chest and rolling onto his back, ”I would rather not deal with your pitiful jealousy so early in the morning, Lasandre”.

The woman seemed to realise she'd taken the game a step too far, and turned to win back Rassa's attentions.