[Location: 99th Floor Of Vampire King's Castle]
For my question, she only tilted her head forward, almost touching mine.
"I... I want to give myself... to you."
"..."
Silence.
Not the heavy, suffocating kind that presses down on your lungs.
The kind that makes the world lean closer, waiting to see which way you'll fall.
Carmilla's forehead hovered a breath away from mine. I could feel the faint chill of her skin, the slow, controlled rhythm of her breathing—steady, deliberate, nothing like the storm that statement should've carried.
"I… I want to give myself… to you."
Eris slept on.
Unaware that several ancient laws of Hell had just tripped over themselves and fallen down a staircase.
I didn't answer immediately.
Because shock didn't even begin to describe my state.
The words hung there.
Not dramatic.
Not trembling.
