In chapter 385. Alexander was merely making up theories about the alignment of stars. The three dots were to represent the three people they believe to have the star crossed-fate. One dot-Penny, second dot- Vivian, third dot-Belle.It is 3 simple dots just so that Alexander could explain to Penny and Damien.
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“Damien is right,” Alexander voiced his own thoughts on it. The last thing he needed was this girl turning to a black witch where there would be no turning back, “If you are to turn to a black witch completely Damien might not do the job but I wouldn’t mind shooting you in your head but then that would also mean that I would be killing him indirectly. Let’s try to be wise and not do anything which we aren’t ready for.”
She sighed softly. She wanted to help but right now she felt useless.
Feeling her internal turmoil and frustration, Damien said, “I have other things to occupy you in the meantime.”
The next day in the morning, Lord Alexander had occupied himself with the books that once belonged to his mother, reading and deciphering it as some of the lines were placed in codes for further security. While the lord was busy, Damien had taken Penny out to the meadow carrying a box with him that looked like a music instrumental case.
Penny looked around them, the meadow wasn’t small that was attached to the forest next to it, sandwiching itself with the mansion.
“How are you doing today, mouse?” he asked her, “Share your thoughts with me.”
“I am frustrated. You know that,” she said, her lip setting in a thin line, “But I do get your point.”
“Mhmm.”
“I will wait until my eyes turn back. That is if they do,” she took a deep breath then exhaled out the air she had inhaled. Since last night, her eyes hadn’t changed back.
“I think you still look beautiful with those new eyes of yours. If that is what is worrying you, darling. My love will not change how you look,” he chuckled. Unlocking the case, he opened it which had shining knives in there.
Penny still remembered the way Sylvia had moved in the market in front of her. Her movements were fast which made her envy her, “You are going to teach me to fight?”
“I am. Elliot said you were looking at Sylvia in awe. So I thought, who better than me to teach you?” Damien stood up from the case, turning around to pat her head, “But we won’t be using all these knives,” he presented her with a single lone knife and she took it.
He took her to the middle of the meadow. Making her stand as she waited for him to teach. Was he going to teach her how to throw the knife at a person? Was it aiming at the trees? Or were they going to concentrate on her movements as she was new?
Damien then said, “Try to attack me.”
“What?”
“Draw one drop of blood from me and you win. If you don’t do it in the assigned of twenty minutes,” he pulled the pocket watch from his trouser pocket, looking at it and then her, “If not you shall be punished,” he gave her amischievously.
He gave her a wink, “Ready? This is the first basics. Let’s see how you do. Your time starts- woah mouse!” Damien jumped back when Penny attacked him before he even said to start, “I love your enthusiasm. But don’t forget that this is your future husband here,” he grinned.
Penny attacked him without holding herself back. Damien Quinn was a pureblooded vampire and she knew he was much stronger than he led on to. All she had seen was him break fingers and shoot the witches but she wanted to know more about him. To know the person whom she was giving her heart too.
She smiled when he stepped to the side to dodge her strike effortlessly, “Look at you, smiling while wanting to stab me,” like he was trying to study her movements, she was trying to do the same.
“Wasn’t it you who proposed to stab you?” she said, her hands moving back and forth and trying to get the knife near him but it felt like by the time her hand even reached close to him, he had moved away from there as if expecting the obvious attack.
“I said to draw a drop of blood. Who spoke about stabbing me. Don’t tell me secretly you have been wanting to kill me. Still mad at me for making you climb the tree like a monkey?” he instigated her and saw her eyes flare over the matter. Yes, it seemed like she was still not happy with what he did at that time, “Why not try remembering how I made you feel back then,” her movements came forth to be faster, the knife slicing in the air making soft noise that made him grin, “That’s more like it.”
She glared at him for calling her monkey. It was him who had made her climb the tree and to think she did follow through with it, her hand went to his neck but Damien was too fast for her. It was exactly how a mouse was trying to attack the wolf which only amused the wolf. Of course, she knew she wouldn’t be able to get the knife close to him unless he wanted to himself.
In the mansion, Sylvia was walking through the corridors when she caught Elliot glued to the window like a moth during the time of the rainy season. Wondering what he was looking at, she walked to where he was and looked at the window where one could see the meadow.
“He’s teaching her,” Sylvia noted, seeing the young girl trying to attack the pureblooded vampire who kept dodging with little to no effort, “Or he’s playing with her,” she added for Elliot to smile.
“When are we going to play, Sylvia?” Elliot gave her a hopeful look turning to her. His eyes bright and a smile plastered on his face.
“When I go back to sleeping in my coffin,” she started to walk away from there and Elliot gave one last look before following the woman.
“Awe, don’t say that. What would I do if you end in a coffin? We should probably make some space in that coffin of yours,” Elliot suggested receiving no response from the woman.
