Somehow you had managed to turn on your side in Lucian's hold, which allowed you a more comfortable position, as you watched the movie playing on the television. Thus you didn't have to turn your neck at an uncomfortable angle. Of course you would have been more comfortable if you were in sitting in one of the various chairs in the study. Though to your dissatisfaction, Lucian had a rather tight hold on you. How he had managed to fall asleep so fast was beyond you. You assumed that he went to bed after you left him on the island in the lake, but due to his present condition, you were starting to second guess that assumption. Likewise, due to the proximity between you two, you could see visible dark circles under his eyes. What exactly did he do after you left him? Doubting that he had another council meeting, you realized that yet another secret surrounded him.

It was just like the mystery movie that you were watching. The detective knew only so much about the criminal, casting the offender in a shroud of secrets and mystery. Frustrated with the fact that you had such a lack of information on Lucian, you decided to wake him up. Your first attempt consisted of you merely shaking his right shoulder slightly. Though when that failed, you tried calling his name out loud, but again you didn't succeed at your task. As your attempts grew in number, so did your aggressiveness. When at last you fumed in frustration, you took your right middle finger and index finger and jabbed him hard in the neck. You were expecting him to awaken at the action, but instead he just remained fast asleep as though it was only a strand of hair tickling him.

You didn't know whether to yell in irritation, or be amazed at his reluctance to wake up. Was he really that tired? Sighing, you turned your attention back towards the television and watched the movie. The story line of the movie followed a typical detective film. A criminal had committed an act against the law and now the detective needed to find them before another horrendous crime was committed. Though, you had the suspicion that the criminal was a paid assassin. Each crime was executed in a fashion that only a professional could perform. The lack of evidence was astounding; it was a clean job, this strengthening the assumption that the murderer was skilled and wanted to leave no trace behind. Though, what criminal would want to leave evidence behind? However, most always left something, or took something with them from the crime scene. In this case though, it seemed like the perfect crime, the impossible crime. Your mind kept wrapping around what evidence could still be found, so far the only piece of information that they had was that the victim was killed of lethal injection.

Suddenly you found yourself becoming more and more intrigued with each passing moment. At one point you had completely forgotten the fact that you were lying on Lucian; he had become merely an object outside the realm of the movie. As the clock ticked on and the movie was coming to a close, the detective still hadn't solved the case. However, what intrigued you was the fact that the criminal was never shown once in the movie. Usually the movies would show at least one scene with criminal planning their next act. Though, this was lacking in this movie. There were only a few minutes left and the case was closed. The criminal had never been found. Thus as the door to the detective's office closed, the camera zoomed in on the detective. Taking a sip of his coffee, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a syringe. After doing so, he threw the syringe at a dart board, hitting the bull's-eye.

Your mouth hung open a little, as the criminal was revealed. All along it had been the detective. Stunned at the ending, you didn't realize that Lucian was shifting slightly underneath you. His purple eyes flickered open before landing on you. He thought your surprised face adorable. Casting his gaze over at the movie's credits, he wondered what he had missed. Last night he hadn't received much sleep due to some unexpected visitors. Once again the council had tried to kill him. Of course if he mentioned their failed attempt at murder, they would deny his claim. Thus even after sleeping for over an hour, he still felt quite tired.

Focusing his attention back on you, he caught you by surprise, since he rolled over onto his side while still holding onto you. By this time you knew that Lucian was well awake and you could feel his gaze on you.

"How was the movie, my pet? Did you enjoy it?" he questioned, his voice indicating his still tired state.

"Yeah, I did. Though since you're up, can you let me go now?"

In your mind you knew that he wouldn't let you go, but you could still try even if your chances were slim. Thus you weren't surprised when he merely replied with a 'no'. However, you weren't expecting him to turn you around, so that you were facing him. The movie credits were still playing in the background, but they sounded somewhat distance. Currently, you were more worried by the look in Lucian's eyes. Once again there was a hollow look in them, but this time some emotion remained present. You had no idea why his expression would turn into the one that was before you, you only hoped that he wouldn't do anything drastic.

"You're mine, you know that right, my pet?" he asked before drawing your face closer to his.

Blushing at the decreasing distance between you two, you turned your head away from him. Though, you soon felt his lips pressed against your neck, as he planted soft kisses on your skin. Your face now turned brighter red, but not as red when he said his next words into your right ear.

"I want you to sleep with me."

"Wh ... at?" you stuttered, now a blushing mess.

Lucian merely smirked into your neck before bringing his face upwards, so that he could look at you. Amusement laced his eyes while tiredness remained in the backdrop of his gaze.

"Ahh, my pet, you were thinking of other things again weren't you? I didn't mean it in that context. I merely want to rest on this couch with you. I'm quite tired and I want company".

"No. I'm not tired".

"Are you sure about that?" he asked, his eyes locking onto yours.

Noticing this, you instantly tried to look away, but he grabbed your chin with his left hand and held your face in place. You could tell that he said the word 'sleep', but your eyes were already closing. Cursing at him mentally, you felt sleep take over you.

With your now sleeping form in his arms, Lucian smiled. Though, his gaze darkened as he thought about the pale green eyes from before. Someone was definitely searching for you and now they had found you. How long would it be before they attacked? Would they attack while the two of you were in the sanatorium? Was the creature in the sanatorium just a diversion so that the council could watch your performance and claim you later for experiments?

He was almost certain that person with the pale green eyes was connected to the council in some way. The last thing he desired was for the council to get their hands on you. At the moment they were backing off, but he still wanted to be on lookout for any signs that council wanted you. If they attained you, you would be utilized for experiments, so that they could understand the genetic makeup of a hybrid in the magical realm. Lucian found himself gripping you tighter at the thought of you being tied down, so that they could perform tests on you. It made fury boil up inside him and he didn't notice his abnormally tight grip on you. You winced slightly at his action and he loosened his grip. Feeling relieved by seeing your sleeping form next to him, he closed his eyes. Slipping into unconsciousness, he lay next to you on the couch.

It was evening when you awoke. Lucian was still fast asleep and had loosened his grip on you. Even though he forced you to sleep, you had to admit that the rest did you good. Though, since you now had the opportunity to get off the couch, you did so. Carefully removing his arms from around you, you got off the couch and headed for the study door. Opening it as quietly as you could, you sneaked into the hallway. Casting one last look back at Lucian, you sighed in relief at seeing him still asleep. Closing the door gently behind you, you debated on what to do. However, you soon heard your stomach grumble. Seeing as your stomach was making the decision, you went towards the dining hall.

On your way there, you thought back to breakfast. The Luciels were indeed an arrogant bunch, who treated you with no respect. Even though, Lady Luciel tried to make herself sound less rude by calling you a rarity, you knew that she only saw you as something to be tested upon. Personally, you didn't know why you had defended Lucian in such a way, but you knew that the alternative wasn't exactly a wonderful choice either. It was either him or the Luciels. Despite Lucian's unpredictable ways, he was still somewhat more predictable than the Luciels. You had no idea what they would've done to you had you not defended Lucian. For all you knew, they could have taken you with them and presented you to the council like a new species to be experimented upon. Just the thought of something like that occurring sent a shiver down your back.

Now at the dining hall, you entered into the empty room. Neither Nafera nor the blue-haired doll were present, making the dining hall look somewhat intimidating in the lonely darkness, as lightning outside lit the room at uneven intervals. Soon though, your eyes landed on the kitchen door. You had never been in the kitchen before, but now you had the chance to do so. Walking over to the door, you opened it slowly, peeking inside. You felt the wall closest to you for a light switch and luckily your right hand glided over one. Flipping it on, you entered the room, as your stomach growled once again.