Chapter 6: Adelaide
The chess board reminded me of a huge battlefield. (Actually that's what it was. Just miniature.) My soldiers against Emily's were fighting for a battle that was a matter of survival. But my mind was elsewhere that day... it was on Damon. The older Salvatore brother, the one who I was inevitably drawn to. It was strange really because I had met Stefan Salvatore, later that day, and I definitely preferred his sense of manner to Damon's. Less rebellious and plus studious, not very unlike myself. I was headstrong, but I was somewhere in the middle of the two Salvatore brothers. Damon was not cruel, so I wouldn't say he mirrored Katherine in any way. For, I knew, there was no humanity in Katherine. I loved her, but only because she was my sister. Otherwise I fear we would be enemies. Our relationship was very risky, but I envied the two Salvatore brothers. They loved each other, but not because they were forced to. They had a bond that I yearned for. I closed my eyes, trying to picture if there was ever a time Katherine and I had that kind of bond. No...Never...not even when we were human. But being vampires certainly made it worse. With my mind elsewhere, I riskily moved my queen. Emily knight took my queen. I sighed, moving my pawn, but knowing my soldiers had lost. In just another move, Emily had me in check mate. She raised her eyebrows, knowing my thoughts were elsewhere.
"Adelaide," she said, patting my arm.
"Oh, sorry, Emily," I mumbled, just as Anna tumbled into the room.
"Adelaide!" she said, gasping. "You have a visitor." I nodded in acknowledgement and walked down the stairs.
"Mr. Salvatore," I said, surprised to see Damon here.
"Miss Pierce," he smiled. I almost felt my cœur, coeur melt. I was never actually in l’amour before...and certainly not with a human. "I thought toi would accompany me in the garden." Careful, about my approach, and wanting not to sound too eager, I said,
"Well, I suppose I could spare ten minutes." He nodded and offered his arm. I accepted the escort, calmly. Then we walked out the door and into the gardens. I saw Pearl in close conversation with a servant and I frowned, wondering what she could be discussing. It looked urgent, but probably not that important, since the maid was but human. As we maneuvered through the gardens, I explained each fleur ou plant we came across on in detail. If he was bored, he made sure no sign strayed on his face. I sighed, knowing how bored he really must be. "Am I boring you?"
"Not at all, Miss-"
"Please, call me Adelaide," I smiled.
"Not at all, Adelaide," he grinned. I immersed myself in the way he a dit my name. It was a caress of its own. All of a sudden, I heard a carriage pull up. I looked over the shrubs, to see my sister step out. My eyes widened. What was she doing here? She could not have cut her visit short- could she? "Something wrong?" I heard Damon ask.
"No, only surprised. My sister has arrived, toi see." An expression of mild surprise washed over his face.
"I would very much like to meet her," he said. I sighed as I lead him through the garden. Katherine saw us approaching and smiled.
"Addie!" she exclaimed, enveloping me in a stiff hug. Her dress was huge and it made me feel under dressed.
"Katherine," I said, plastering a fake smile on my face. I was happy to see her, but I knew that all my time with Damon would be cut now.
"Who's this?" she asked, turning her beautiful eyes to Damon. Before I have the chance to introduce him, he steps up, himself.
"Damon Salvatore," he said, bowing low. Katherine smiled radiantly.
"Katherine Pierce," she said, extending her hand. I tried not to feel shocked, when he kissed her hand courteously. Katherine turned her head to me, eyebrows slightly raised.
"He has a brother," I yelled out, feeling ashamed once it was out. "A younger one," I added sheepishly.
"Well, I would certainly l’amour to meet him," she smiled mischievously. She turned back to Damon.
"Mr. Salvatore, toi must bring your family to dîner tonight." Oh, god...no, Katherine, no!
"Of course," Damon nodded. He looked at Katherine, and the moment his eyes sought out hers, I knew the feeling that was in them- absolute and irrevocable love. I shuddered, feeling plus sympathy towards Damon, than jealousy towards Katherine. He has no idea what's in store for him.
"Well, I shall see toi later, Mr. Salvatore. I must see to my rest now," she says in a sugared voice.
"Yes, of course," he a dit as he gave her hand another courtly kiss. I watched him leave, mumbling under my breath.
"Katherine," I warned. She just smiled innocently at me and looped her arm through mine.
"Oh shush, Adelaide. I have some very important and interesting- for lack of a better word- stories to tell of my visit to Paris."
"Lovely," I a dit trying to sound enthusiastic as she marches us back to the house.
The chess board reminded me of a huge battlefield. (Actually that's what it was. Just miniature.) My soldiers against Emily's were fighting for a battle that was a matter of survival. But my mind was elsewhere that day... it was on Damon. The older Salvatore brother, the one who I was inevitably drawn to. It was strange really because I had met Stefan Salvatore, later that day, and I definitely preferred his sense of manner to Damon's. Less rebellious and plus studious, not very unlike myself. I was headstrong, but I was somewhere in the middle of the two Salvatore brothers. Damon was not cruel, so I wouldn't say he mirrored Katherine in any way. For, I knew, there was no humanity in Katherine. I loved her, but only because she was my sister. Otherwise I fear we would be enemies. Our relationship was very risky, but I envied the two Salvatore brothers. They loved each other, but not because they were forced to. They had a bond that I yearned for. I closed my eyes, trying to picture if there was ever a time Katherine and I had that kind of bond. No...Never...not even when we were human. But being vampires certainly made it worse. With my mind elsewhere, I riskily moved my queen. Emily knight took my queen. I sighed, moving my pawn, but knowing my soldiers had lost. In just another move, Emily had me in check mate. She raised her eyebrows, knowing my thoughts were elsewhere.
"Adelaide," she said, patting my arm.
"Oh, sorry, Emily," I mumbled, just as Anna tumbled into the room.
"Adelaide!" she said, gasping. "You have a visitor." I nodded in acknowledgement and walked down the stairs.
"Mr. Salvatore," I said, surprised to see Damon here.
"Miss Pierce," he smiled. I almost felt my cœur, coeur melt. I was never actually in l’amour before...and certainly not with a human. "I thought toi would accompany me in the garden." Careful, about my approach, and wanting not to sound too eager, I said,
"Well, I suppose I could spare ten minutes." He nodded and offered his arm. I accepted the escort, calmly. Then we walked out the door and into the gardens. I saw Pearl in close conversation with a servant and I frowned, wondering what she could be discussing. It looked urgent, but probably not that important, since the maid was but human. As we maneuvered through the gardens, I explained each fleur ou plant we came across on in detail. If he was bored, he made sure no sign strayed on his face. I sighed, knowing how bored he really must be. "Am I boring you?"
"Not at all, Miss-"
"Please, call me Adelaide," I smiled.
"Not at all, Adelaide," he grinned. I immersed myself in the way he a dit my name. It was a caress of its own. All of a sudden, I heard a carriage pull up. I looked over the shrubs, to see my sister step out. My eyes widened. What was she doing here? She could not have cut her visit short- could she? "Something wrong?" I heard Damon ask.
"No, only surprised. My sister has arrived, toi see." An expression of mild surprise washed over his face.
"I would very much like to meet her," he said. I sighed as I lead him through the garden. Katherine saw us approaching and smiled.
"Addie!" she exclaimed, enveloping me in a stiff hug. Her dress was huge and it made me feel under dressed.
"Katherine," I said, plastering a fake smile on my face. I was happy to see her, but I knew that all my time with Damon would be cut now.
"Who's this?" she asked, turning her beautiful eyes to Damon. Before I have the chance to introduce him, he steps up, himself.
"Damon Salvatore," he said, bowing low. Katherine smiled radiantly.
"Katherine Pierce," she said, extending her hand. I tried not to feel shocked, when he kissed her hand courteously. Katherine turned her head to me, eyebrows slightly raised.
"He has a brother," I yelled out, feeling ashamed once it was out. "A younger one," I added sheepishly.
"Well, I would certainly l’amour to meet him," she smiled mischievously. She turned back to Damon.
"Mr. Salvatore, toi must bring your family to dîner tonight." Oh, god...no, Katherine, no!
"Of course," Damon nodded. He looked at Katherine, and the moment his eyes sought out hers, I knew the feeling that was in them- absolute and irrevocable love. I shuddered, feeling plus sympathy towards Damon, than jealousy towards Katherine. He has no idea what's in store for him.
"Well, I shall see toi later, Mr. Salvatore. I must see to my rest now," she says in a sugared voice.
"Yes, of course," he a dit as he gave her hand another courtly kiss. I watched him leave, mumbling under my breath.
"Katherine," I warned. She just smiled innocently at me and looped her arm through mine.
"Oh shush, Adelaide. I have some very important and interesting- for lack of a better word- stories to tell of my visit to Paris."
"Lovely," I a dit trying to sound enthusiastic as she marches us back to the house.
