Seraphina paused beneath the shattered archway of the cathedral...The cold wind tangled in her hair, whispering through the broken stained glass above like the ghosts of prayers long forgotten
She took a step forward, boots echoing over stone polished by blood and time
Lucien didn’t move
He stood like a statue...regal and deadly..backlit by moonlight pouring through the fractured rose window behind him
The ruins framed him like a forgotten god
His eyes..crimson and calm watched her
Her own golden eyes flickered with curiosity
She tilted her head..smiling faintly
Seraphina
You dont look like a priest
Lucien
I'm not
he said smoothly
Lucien
Though many have confessed before me
Seraphina
*chuckles*
Seraphina
*walking slowly down the aisle like it was a runway*
Seraphina
Funny
Seraphina
I don’t usually feel drawn to someone colder than me
Lucien
*stepping down from the altar*
Lucien
You’re not cold *murmuring*
Lucien
you're burning
She stopped a few paces away
Seraphina
You felt it too..didn’t you?
Lucien
*nodded* I knew you before i saw you
NeIther smiled
It wasn't flirting anymore
It was something old
Recognition in bone and blood
Seraphina
*looking around*
Seraphina
This place...it’s where you come to hide?
Lucien
To be alone
Seraphina
Why?
Lucien
Because when I’m not *stepping closer*
I do things I regret
Seraphina’s voice lowered
Seraphina
Do you regret this?
They were close now...a breath apart..
Lucien didn’t answer...instead he looked at her lips then her throat then her eyes again
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