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Still Frame	By : PersephoneCorelli Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Apprehensively we enter the room. Belle Morte is standing big as life right before my eyes. It is the first time I’ve ever had the….um….pleasure? I’ll have to let you know on that one later but somehow I doubt there will be anything pleasurable about it. My suspicions are confirmed when I take in Musette and the others behind her. Oh great. I so don’t need this shit right now.
“Ma petite, I cannot say how wonderful it is to finally meet you, shall we say face to face?”
I have to grit my teeth to keep from yelling. I move forward just enough for the boys to follow me in and close the door, leaving Jason behind.
“I’ve told you before I am not your ma petite.”
As I look at Belle Morte I notice that she’s in a very good mood. Her eyes are bright with emotions I can’t describe. Even her cheeks hold a flush of color. She looks ready to bust with whatever she has rolling around in her head and my outburst doesn’t seem to have dimmed that at all. What the fuck is she so happy about?
“Here we are Belle, your requested audience. Now I demand that you enlighten us as to why you have come here without my invitation.”
At that, she lets out a giggle that makes me cringe. I hate to admit it but she is really starting to scare me. Call me paranoid but I don’t think it’s a good thing when Belle is that happy. In fact, all of her people seem to be just as giddy as she is. Fuck, when they are this happy, I know I’m so not going to be. Wait, without invitation? Wasn’t that a declaration of war or something? I go to speak and Jean-Claude places a hand on my back to caution me. Keeping my mouth shut I look over at him. I guess I wasn’t all that successful at keeping myself in check.
“Come now Jean-Claude, you know I am here at the insistence of the Council.”
“Oui, but I do not know why the Council wishes it so.”
At this, Belle Morte looks straight into my eyes and winks. What the fuck?
“Anita Blake is the reason I am here.”
I know that she was waiting for a major reaction with that statement but she can wait till hell freezes over. My surprise doesn’t show on my face anymore. Thank goodness Edward is such a great teacher. Damn! I do NOT need to think about HIM right now. I take a deep breath and see that Jean-Claude and Asher have sunk into the stillness only old vamps seem to be able to do. Richard has the only outward reaction. I can hear him choke on his saliva as Belle’s grin grew wider. That’s just perfect. Could tonight get much worse? Why the fuck am I the reason?
“I do not understand, Belle. Why is ma petite your reason for being here?”
Gee, I can always count on Jean-Claude to clean up my thoughts before I piss people off. Well, at least some of them. Belle gives a very feral grin, fangs and all. I actually have to stop the urge to take a step back from her. I would much rather have turned and run out the door but I don’t think that would have done any good. Besides, a sick part of me wants to know the reason. Nope, it’s not enough that the head group of vamps sent one of the worst ones for little ol’ me, I have to be macho and know exactly why.
“As we speak, the Council is meeting to decide what her fate will be and I am to await their decision here. You see…I have petitioned them for the right to her execution.”
“Excusez-moi?”
Jean-Claude could not keep the incredulous tone out of his voice. Good to know that some things can still shock a 4 hundred year old vampire. Not that I wasn’t shocked as well. Why would they want to kill me? I know that Belle hates me but I thought the Council didn’t want Jean-Claude dead. Wouldn’t killing me well you know, kill him? Why would they even discuss it when human servants are supposed to be too important to just kill? That’s what the boys are always telling me. Damn, I don’t know where to start asking questions. Decisions, decisions… OK, Belle first.
“Why would the Council even discuss your petition?” I bite out the words. “Hell, why would they send you here as if they had already agreed?”
Belle bestows her beatific smile upon me. Fuck! She is enjoying this way too much.
“We know about your change in…situation.”
OK, I must be dense. Huh? “What ‘situation’?” Jean-Claude and Asher move up to either side of me while Richard puts one hand on my shoulder from behind. I don’t always like it but I feel better with them all lightly touching me. At first I focus only on that but then I realize there must be a reason for them to take such a protective stance. I guess they are my bodyguards for tonight. Breaking eye contact with her ‘highness’ I look to see that Mussette and a vamp I don’t know had moved closer. Now, I really don’t like that. It makes me very itchy for my gun. I push the urge to the side and give her my undivided attention.
“The Council knows of the, shall we say, ‘break up’ of your union with Jean-Claude and Asher. Since you have never fully been Jean-Claude’s human servant and you are no longer bound to him through a relationship, the Council fears that you may soon become too much of a threat to live.”
I can’t help but let my disbelief show. The Council fearing me! It was almost laughable. In fact I have to bite my tongue to stop myself but I can’t keep it out of my voice.
“I have never been a threat to the council and I haven’t done anything to make them think otherwise.” ‘As far as you know anyway.’
The look on Belle’s face freezes my thoughts. What the hell is her ace in the hole?
“Ah but ma petite you have. You have created your own triumvirate. The Council is not happy that this has happened. They would have let this go if you had not broken free of Jean-Claude’s control as you have and so they are now debating what they should do. My suggestion was execution. If they agree, I will be allowed to carry out the sentence. The Traveler was the only one voicing his objections to your death. So you have one ally. However, The Master of Beasts seemed to love the idea. He would have been more than happy to take your death off my hands if I so desired. No matter. Here I am and we shall see what will happen in a few days time. Until then I will be on my best behavior, as I have told Jean-Claude. I hope you understand …”
She swings her vicious gaze to Jean-Claude.
“that I do not mean for you or your wolf to die. It would be a great shame to lose such beauty as the two of you.”
Her eyes run the length of them both as if picturing herself between them. Richard looks disgusted at the thought of her touch. I wonder if he could feel it. After a heavy pause she continues…
“I am very hopeful that the Council was correct when they told me that it is possible that neither of you will périssez since Anita has been so resistant against taking the fourth mark. Of course if she had…”
Oh goody her fucking gaze is back on me. I’m finding it increasingly difficult to mind my tongue. Sheer morbid curiosity kept me quiet this long but I don’t know how much longer I can listen to her and not punch her.
“we would not be having this conversation.”
She shut up at last! I’m so proud that I didn’t pull a weapon on her that I have to suppress the urge to do a little dance. Jean-Claude lays a consoling arm around my waist. I almost push away from him but he knows how close I am to popping. He always was very good at that so I let his arm stay where it is and do as he wishes. Keep my mouth shut for a little bit longer.
“You have offered a lot of information with very little prodding. That is not like you, so I must ask why you are being so forthcoming.”
Belle gives an elegant shrug of her shoulders but I can tell she doesn’t like the question.
“The Council gave me one condition to my request of awaiting their decision here. They demanded that I tell Anita immediately of my petition and explain that they may agree to her death. I am here to make sure that she does not do anything…rash.”
I feel like groaning when her smile widens again and she looks back to Jean-Claude.
“I believe that they are intéressé about what you may do in… revanche if they agree. It really is nothing personal mon amor.”
Pulling away from me, Jean-Claude steps forward and slashes his hand through the air.
“Impossible! It is ridiculous to believe her to be a threat simply because she is not my petite amie. She is still my third. My human servant, and all that is hers, is also mine. They will not kill ma petite. I will be calling the Council to discuss this absurd idea and then we will see how quickly you will be leaving our company Belle.”
“You are welcome to call the Council anytime. In fact they are expecting it. Meanwhile the night grows late and dawn approaches. Shall we call it a night?”
I hate that bitch, I hate that bitch. Interrupting my chant, Jean-Claude turns to me and pulls me close before gently pushing me into Asher’s arms. He is avoiding my eyes as he looks at first Richard and then Asher.
“Take her to my study. I will contact the Council immediately.”
For once I decide not to argue. Jean-Claude was not hiding his emotions very well and since he was a master at that I decided it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to make it worse. Without a word Asher, Richard and I left the room.
Périssez- perish
Intéressé- concerned
revanche -retaliation
mon amor- my love
petite amie- girl friend
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