"Mr Thompson, it's so nice to have you. What brings you here?" The voice councilor asked, his body sweaty in the presence of this domineering, aloof and stone cold man.
"I just stopped by for a visit." The man answered icily.
The voice councilor swallowed hard and didn't know how to start a conversation with this man. Thankfully he said something.
"I heard the convocation ceremony is scheduled for next week." The man said.
"Yes, Mr Thompson. Are you going to attend?" The voice councilor asked.
"Maybe." The man answered simply.
"It will be an honor to have you present at the convocation. This is the list of all the graduating students and their achievements" The voice councilor said handing him a file.
The man nodded and collected the file and handed it to his bodyguard.
The voice councilor didn't know what to say anymore and just stared at the desk wishing the man in front of him would leave.
As if reading his thoughts, Mr Thompson stood up to leave. The voice councilor wanted to see him off but he waved down the offer and took long strides towards the door. He handed the file to one of his men who was standing outside the office door.
"Where is Xavier?" He asked the guard.
"He said he was going for a walk around the school." The guard answered his head bowed.
The man nodded, he had started regretting bringing Xavier along.
He started going down the stairs and bumped into that familiar face.
"It seems you have a habit of bumping into people." He said as Alicia looked up at him.
"Why are you here?" Alicia asked her voice shaking a little.
The man raised a brow, he could not comprehend the fact that this little girl had the guts to question him.
The guards behind him coughed slightly, his eyes widening in surprise.
"I came for a visit." The man answered then leaned in and whispered into her ear, "don't worry, I didn't come to destroy anything chosen one." Then left with a smirk on his face.
Alicia stood unable to move. How did he know about her being chosen? She needed to talk to Tazamun about this.
She walked to her supervisor's office to submit some projects that he had earlier asked her to work on and she spent the rest of the day in the office making adjustments and corrections to the office.
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Meanwhile in Qasira.
Tazamun and Malika were having a conversation in Malika's house when Malik walked in.
"Closed for the day?" Tazamun asked him as he walked in.
"Yes." He replied.
"I heard Zamhar is out of town." Malika said more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah, heard he went to country S." Malik replied walking to the kitchen and pouring himself a glass of red wine.
"What did he go there to do? He heard about what has been happening but hasn't said anything." Tazamun said looking at Malika.
"I guess we will have to go and find out." Malika replied nonchalantly.
"You guys are going to country S?" Malik asked.
"Yes." Tazamun and Malika replied simultaneously.
"Why?" He asked again.
"It's Alicia's convocation ceremony next week and we are going to attend." Tazamun replied simply.
"Can I come along." Malik said with a pleading look.
"Sure why not, just don't get yourself in trouble." Malika replied.
Malik looked at Tazamun and suddenly asked out of the blue. "Do you still like Zamhar?"
The question caught Tazamun off guard for moment but she quickly schooled her expression and said.
"It was just a one night stand and nothing more." Tazamun said dismissively clearly not wanting to continue the topic stood up said good bye and left.
Malik and Malika looked at each other knowingly and smiled.
Tazamun walked down the street, she hadn't brought her car along and didn't feel like using magic to get home decided to walk.
That night was a mistake, a huge mistake she wished she could erase but it kept hunting her like a persistent ghost.
She was drunk and had spent the night with the most powerful vampire in the whole of Qasira, she had been crushing on him for a long time but he was really elusive. The next morning when she woke up he wasn't there.
She went to him to tell him about her feelings but the coldness of his eyes and the words he said to her left her numb for days. She drowned herself in alcohol before finally getting herself together and forgetting the past. But did she forget or was she just hiding it? That is a question she couldn't bring herself to answer.
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Back in country S
Zamhar Thompson car drove into the huge mansion in hill view estates. Only elites of the society could afford houses in that estate.
Being an elite wasn't enough, you had to be powerful to be able to secure a house in this estate.
Zamhar is the owner of the estate and his own mansion was built in the last part, it stood alone secluded from the others.
He came out of the car and walked into the mansion.
As the maids greeted him he just nodded and walked passed them. He barely acknowledged their greetings.
As he passed all the maids who held their breath, breathed a sigh of relief. The master was hardly ever in the mansion, but anytime he came the young maids were excited to see their handsome young master in the building. It also meant they had to be on their toes as the master is very cold and always had an icy expression on his face.
As Zamhar was about to go upstairs the oldest maid, Mrs Luo came to greet him. She is the only person whom Zamhar stopped and acknowledged her greetings with a slight smile on his face.
"Young master, you didn't tell me you were coming." Mrs Luo said.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" Zamhar asked with a small smile.
"Off course I am, I mean you could have informed us so we would prepare for your visit." Mrs Luo said.
"Don't worry Mrs Luo, just go to sleep. I am fine." Zamhar said and went upstairs to his room.
"The master is so handsome." The young maids commented when he was out of hearing, but they didn't know he heard every word they said clearly but chose to ignore them, he is already used to ladies comments both in Qasira and Country S. His supernatural hearing didn't stop hearing comments everyday.
He took of his shoes and sat on the bed, then he started taking of his shirt in a very seductive manner.
He folded the clothes neatly into the laundry basket followed by his trousers and underwear.
He put on a robe and called a maid to bring him a bottle of wine and a glass. She brought it and left immediately not wanting to linger around this cold man.
As he poured himself a glass, he thought of the little girl who had the audacity to question him, even his fellow vampires are scared of talking to him and this girl just spoke without fear.
For the first time since a long time, something no someone finally caught his attention in an interesting way.
As he sipped on his wine, his mind kept on drifting to the gutsy little girl he met. As he closed his eyes he saw that terrified face and he smiled.