“Ok, come on guys, fess up!” I said folding my arms so they knew I meant business. I think after the cryptic way Draven had left me that morning I had hit my limit on secrets or being the human left in the dark. I mean it was clear that something big was going down if Takeshi was having visions so damaging to him but one look from Draven and I knew there was no point even asking. So after Sophia had come to get me I knew it was her job to entertain ‘The human’ whilst the big boys dealt with the Supernatural shit. It was frustrating but I was no longer in a position to demand anything from Draven, let alone badger him with loads of questions.
“Don’t worry Kaz, it’s just some stuffy Ball we all attend every ten years.”
“Yeah, it’s no biggy, Toot Pop, just one big party with masks and mini crab cakes.” Pip added shrugging her shoulders making her curls bounce.
“Crab cakes?” I decided this question was safer than the five hundred that I wanted to ask.
“Oh shit yeah! Do you remember them? They came with that little dip that I swear I wanted to bathe in! Do you think it had lime in it...? I tried to get the staff to give me the recipe but the bitches were as tight lipped as Caspian’s asshole…poor Liessa.” She said shaking her head. I burst out laughing and Sophia just rolled her eyes before getting up and pulling on a big cord attached to the ceiling, which I gathered was her calling for someone. This was confirmed when she said,
“All this talk of food is making me peckish and Dom would as usual be angry if I forgot to feed you.”
“Well Adam already fed me!” Pip said with a wink and I covered my ears and said,
“LA, LA, LA, LA!” making her laugh.
I started shaking my head and instead focused on the most girly and elaborate chintzy room I think I had ever seen, knowing instantly it was Sophia’s sitting room as soon as she brought me in here. For starters the room was pink and the kind of pink that would make men like Draven bleed from their eyes if they were forced to spend any longer than a minute in its space. The ceiling was nothing short of incredible and the only way to describe it was like being under a giant white and gold umbrella.
From the centre hung a hot pink crystal chandelier and each section of the ceiling that fanned out was painted with gold filigree. But the ceiling continued half way down the walls and every other point was a tear drop shape with a mirror at its centre. It was beautiful in a fairy tale way but completely ostentatious and totally over the top in every way possible.
“Oh goodie!” Pip said jumping off her couch and bouncing on her feet as three servants walked in carrying trays and three tiered cake stands.
“I love afternoon tea!” She shouted clapping.
“I know you do.”
“I know you do.” Sophia and I both said at the same time making us all burst out laughing.
The rest of the afternoon consisted of us nibbling on delicious pastries, dainty sandwiches and scrumptious cakes that Pip declared she would try baking them all for us again. I didn’t miss the way Sophia winced and made a mental note never to try anything Pip cooked in the future if I could help it.
Now we had reached that part of the day where we had started on the champagne. Because let’s face it, this was Sophia we were talking about and I was now being used as a large doll. Although I had to say, I accepted it a lot better than I used to considering the time spent playing dress up with these two. To be honest I was just happy being around them once again.
“So will Lucius be there tonight?” I asked as I thought it was odd that Pip hadn’t yet mentioned him.
“Yeah I think so, I mean he has gone on some secret ass assignment looking into some scum bag half…”
“Pip! Come and look at this one, I think this would be the perfect head dress for tonight.” Sophia interrupted quickly and it was obvious the look she gave her was for my benefit. What didn’t she want her to tell me? And did it have something to do with Alex? I knew one thing and that was my new mission was getting Pip alone at some point before tonight! Sophia wasn’t an easy nut to crack when having information she knew her brother didn’t want me to know but Pip…well Pip was like a peanut shell, she was sometimes just begging to be cracked!
Just then a bell sounded and once again Pip was clapping and rolling back on her heels in excitement.
“It’s finally here! Mega cool beans!” She shouted then raced to hold the door open as a woman in her early fifties strolled in followed by two girls rolling in a clothes rail. You could tell the older lady was Italian but you could also tell she was a designer judging by the professional air in which she carried herself. She was perfectly styled and groomed, with not one single hair out of place. Oh and she was beautiful.