My Bloody Revenge

"I knew you would be in here, little mouse.”

"Finished work for the day?" Lyra closes the book and gives Jaze a smile. It has been little over a week since the tour and Jaze welcomed her home. Since then this has really been home and Jaze makes sure to spend time with her every day. Usually the library is the place to go during the hours he has to work so no surprise he found her there.

"More like for the moment, sneaked away but I hope to get the rest of the day off." He says with a hearty chuckle. "I came here hoping you would join me for lunch?”

"I would be happy to."

"And there's someone I'd like you to meet." Hearing that made the book fall out of her hands and fear starts to seep into her body. Meeting a new person was something she never

liked. New people always meant more of everything that is bad. "None of that now.” Warm arms wrap around her and the fear slowly subsides until it no longer controls her thoughts. "Nothing bad is going to happen.” Nodding she give him a weak smile. "He is a friend of mine. Promise you won't leave me after tasting his food?" He jokes trying to ease her fears. Together they stand up and she takes his hand before following him towards the kitchen where this heavenly aroma greets them

"Nice of you to finally join.” a deep, masculine, yet melodic voice says.

"Don't act like such a grumpy grandpa. You should cut down on your lemons, they make you so sour.”

"Ha ha you're such a comedian Jaze."

"Hearing you finally admit that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. I knew you loved me beneath that sour exterior of yours.”

"Just sit your fat ass down and occupy that big mouth of yours with food instead.”

"Manners Lydoran, manners." Jaze scolds playfully knowing very well that he sounds like an obnoxious kid. From the sidelines, still holding hands with Jaze Lyra observes the back and forth bickering between the two of them with interest. First, she thought they were arguing but quickly thought otherwise when both smiled. While standing in her own world she failed to notice when the bickering stopped and attention shifted towards her instead so when it suddenly got silent, she looks up. Two nearly black eyes and two unusual grey, almost silver, colored eyes look back at her, one amused and the other intrigued.

"Lyra, this is Lydoran. Lydoran meet Lyra." Jaze introduces.

"So, this is the little stray kitten who wandered the storm?”

"Hello, I'm Lyra.” She introduces holding out her hand for him to shake. What she really wanted to do was to run and hide somewhere.

"Don't be afraid kitten.” Gently taking her hand he shakes it. "It's nice to meet you. Come, time to eat.”

Following Jaze she takes a seat next to Jaze but sneaks a curious glance at Lydoran. Just like Jaze he is tall and well built. Guessing she would put him around the same age too. He has a little smile playing on his lips as if knowing she’s looking at him. If Jaze trusts him maybe it's safe for her to do the same?

"I made lasagna and plenty at that so don't be shy." Lydoran announces dishing out the food. Lyra looks at the food with something close to awe written on her face. She knows what it is but like many other things never got around to taste it. After taking the first bit the rest follows in a rapid pace.

"Someone likes your food." Jaze declares grinning brightly. Lyra blushes. "Hungry?" he continues.

"It was delicious. Thank you ehm Lydoran.”

"You want more kitten? No need to be shy about it."Lydoran smiles warmly at her then takes her plate and adds another small portion.

It went down just as fast as the first portion. "Think this is my new favorite..." she says in a hushed voice and blushing majorly.

"Look at that Jaze. The kitten knows how to appreciate someone's hard work. It warms my heart. Anything special you want me to cook for you?"

"Hey!" Jaze exclaims loudly. "You never ask me that or make anything special for me."

"Hush you spoiled brat and eat more food.”

"Sourfart” Jaze retorts stuffing another fork full in his mouth.

"Is that even a-...you know what, never mind.” Sighing Lydoran turns his attention back to Lyra. "There are left overs in the fridge for later.”

"Okay. Thank you again for the delicious meal and it was nice meeting you." She speaks so fast it's a miracle anyone comprehended that.

"You will see lots more of him, little mouse. Lydoran lives here from time to time. We will have you healthy and happy in no time."

"Will you be here tomorrow?" she bluntly asks feeling brave and bold while also way out of her comfort zone. Lyra wants to make an effort and get to know the people Jaze likes but it still feels wrong to speak out of turn. HE would punish her severely.

"I'll be here around eleven or so and then stay for a week. Maybe longer. What do you want for lunch tomorrow?"

"I always wanted to taste pasta Bolognese. Could you maybe do that?"

"I'll be happy to. See you tomorrow kitten."

"Thank you. Bye, bye." Lyra waves

"Bye sourfart. See your grumpy self tomorrow and I promise to miss you plenty.”

"Don't let the big, obnoxious, kid drive you insane kitten." Lydoran points towards Jaze smiling innocently.

"Has no one told you its rude to ignore when someone speaks to you? Have you no manners?" Jaze continues to taunt.

"I show manners where it matters." Lydoran retorts giving Lyra a little wave as he leaves.

"Rude man, rude." Jaze yells only to hear Lydoran’s laughter fill the hallway as he walks away.