He carried her bridal style into the manor and into the basement, the sun was rising but the building cast a shadow allowing them to enter safely.
He nodded, "Yes, I forgive you Eleena. And damn anyone who doesn't like it... Although it seems slightly ironic that you realize not all vampires...
Good... He relaxed a bit and let himself indulge in her affection, giving and receiving kisses.
He stopped her lips in a kiss and put his arms around her waist.
He picked her up from the seat and moved her to sit beside him so he didn't have to lean across the carriage to reach her.
"It's not so different. Your family doesn't have to like you or be happy with you to love you."
He accepted the kiss, caressing her cheek and closing his eyes.
"I want to love you longer than that, I want to love you even when we're unhappy together."
His voice was a whisper.
"I'm happy to...
He let her lock their fingers together, making no move to separate them.
"Nonsense. Your family loved you or you wouldn't have loved them enough to seek vengeance for them... Unless that is another excuse you tell yourself?"
He shook his head.
"You feel cared for, you feel happy, you feel safe...
"By the gods..."
He rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the carriage for a moment.
"Why do I love you?"
He looked at her again, he seemed to be getting a little frustrated with this line of questioning.
"Because I want to, because I choose to love you. That is my commitment, it's not as...
She hadn't heard a word he said.
"Eleena. Of course I love you. I wouldn't protect you if I didn't, I wouldn't return your memories if I didn't, I wouldn't fuck you in public at a high class party if I didn't, and I wouldn't have done what I did to save you from yourself if I...
He was slightly incredulous about this.
"Eleena. All I did was fuck you senseless, what you felt was most likely orgasm, and now you probably associate me with the idea of intense pleasure. That's not indicative of a connection, more like an addiction."
He regarded her hands over his, still...
He looked up at her question and met her eyes, even if she didn't want to meet his gaze, but only his eyes moved.
"The answer is 'Both', Eleena."
He spoke in response to her thoughts instead of her words.
"I did it because I don't want to kill you, because I wanted you to change and turn away...
Gideon simply sat there silently as she took her hand away.
He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, steepling his fingers as he waited for her to process her full memories.
He didn't look at her and he didn't move towards her. He simply waited for whatever came next.
He smiled kindly at her, as if he already knew... Indeed he did, she had told him as much herself before he locked away her memories.
Now what lay before him was a choice... To take her memories again and pursue her confession from a different route... Or to make his own confession.
Even a true...
It was indeed a wild evening, everyone had fun... At least, everyone who mattered.
When they came out Gideon helped her into the carriage first before climbing in himself and they started their journey home.
He met her eyes and put his hands over hers.
His eyes told her that he suspected that...
Gideon was also smiling, his mind probing the vampires gathered here to see how much they knew about the attack.
All but one only detected the blood they spilled, that one… the host… knew about the attack, and once Gideon was satisfied that he had also orchestrated it, he no longer felt bad for...
“Ah, I see. Well… either this was poor humor on our hosts part, or these hunters found out about this place on their own.”
He indicated that it was likely the latter, the vampire butler was completely unaware of the attack.
He straightened his clothes and tucked her hand in his elbow once...
He could sense her termoil, bubbling like a kettle and boiling over.
She was violating her vow by killing these humans. Killing vampires was her whole reason for living… perhaps she hadn’t realized yet, that the path to killing Gideon, will be littered with more mortal bodies than she could...