A Wedding for Four

[Raisa Zhefarovich]

With careful and cautious hands, Raisa assisted her niece in tying fixing her dress from behind, before charming it to make it look like she wasn't as largely pregnant as Nataliia was currently. Raisa murmured, "For someone not even past five months, you look as though you are bearing twins, or possibly more, Nataliia." Raisa spoke softly, and less cold than she normally would have had. After all, she was no longer married to a filthy, disgusting muggle and was now being wed to a pure-blood wizard. Her red dress swayed from side to side as Raisa moved. It was a rare event, to see Raisa at a wedding when she clearly avoided them her entire life. No marriage rings were going to be going on her fingers anytime soon.

She has something old, and something new, something borrowed, but nothing blue. But her attitude is the best we have for being 'blue', slyly smirked the Death Eater. She had placed her mark invisible, in case of who would show up. With all the additions in the family becoming better and not evil, there was no telling who would flip out, and then they would need body bags on the sides of the aisle. Raisa said to anyone in the room helping the two brides get dressed and ready for their big day, "Someone else do her hair."

 

[Nataliia Snow]

Nataliia was dreading this day so much. Getting married to some man that got his tail handed to him by her father. He would barely be able to make it through the ceremony. Nataliia stared in the mirror, her face lacking any happiness at all. Her eyes nearly looked blue from her emotions. She didn't want to get married, or even be a mother again. But it was to be so. Her Joseph...that is what she is reminded of today. Her Joseph, dead. Oh, the memories of him. Nataliia barely paid any attention as Raisa fixed her dress, and asked for someone to fix her hair. All she wanted was to get the day over with, and just go home. These babies inside her, she assumed that she was having twins - damn that Snow - drove her crazy with her feeling tired and calm all the time. Nataliia completely lost her bubbly attitude, and she just handled day by day. Nataliia only cared for her sweet Joanna... The only part of Joseph she had left.

 

[Rayna Zhefarovich]

Another wedding in the family. Rayna's perfectly lined blood red lips pursed as her twin finished straightening their niece's dress. She had opted out of helping the other bride on that day. Her main focus was the once petite blonde sitting before her. "It would be my honor, dear sister." Hands pale as snow began intricately weaving and brushing Nataliia's silky tresses into a regal hairstyle that enhanced her model's face. While she put the finishing touches, a sprig of baby's breath weaved through, onyx eyes studied the pregnant woman. Her miserable lovely face and large tragic eyes moved something within her cold heart. Most of her siblings could not readily admit to love nor was she ever sure that Asparuh would experience the emotion. Not even for his own children. But Rayna--Rayna could love and did so most intensely. Possessive, terrifying and with her whole being. If that loved harmed or killed the other, then that was the way it went.

Now however, her love for her niece caused her black eyes to soften, appearing every bit the insane Zhefarovich. Where Raisa wore a dress of rebellious red, her twin had decided to don a dress befitting such an occasion. Black for mourning. It was death to her niece's freedom to be marrying that uncouth ape Alphonse Snow. "If you cannot be happy with Snow," she murmured lowly, "be happy with those babies growing inside you." She pressed her hands to Nataliia's growing belly, smiling as the babes within moved. She knelt by her feet and with quick, efficient movements, slipped one single brand new knut into the side of Nataliia's shoe. Standing she had stepped back. "For luck."

 

[Liyla Mirayinov]

Liyla felt it was truly an honorable chance to be able to witness her daughter, Nataliia be wedded off to another pure blood. Her fifteen years of absence had caused her to notice the many changes within the family, and the world around her. Many new people had joined the family, as well as positions that had been added, it was truly a marvel to see how well Asparuh had been running things though. Through hidden hints of nervousness, Liyla entered the room and allowed a minuscule smile to grace her usually cold face. "Nataliia.." The name flew from her lips easily as she stepped further into the room, casting a nod of acknowledgement in both the direction of Raisa and Rayna, two woman who amused her endlessly. When she reached Nataliia she couldn't help but let her eyes soften, her daughter looked beautiful.

"I am so proud of you, sweetheart." Hoping that Nataliia, would remember her who was when she said this, it had been such a long while that she was afraid that her babies had forgotten her. When she finally caught glimpse of her daughter's heartbroken face, her eyes hardened once more, she hated to see her children so sad and broken looking. But this was Asparuh's final word, and from the story she heard, the two fools deserved it for being so rash, the wedding dress must have hidden the pregnancy though because Nataliia didn't seem to show nearly as much as everyone made it sound.

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette was truly busier than she really would really like to have been at the moment, why she decided to help set up the wedding, help the Snows get ready, and expect to visit Nataliia before the wedding..she did not know really. Despite her being swamped with things to do, she was still in a chipper mood for some reason, it might have something to do strongly with the fact that she adored weddings. Stopping in front of the door where Nataliia and the other girls were, Nicolette took a deep breath before her hands smoothed her Dress down curtly. Being now five months pregnant was still slightly rough on her, the sickness calmed a little, but was soon replaced with other issues. This kid drew out most of her energy, and to be honest, she was getting a little too big for her liking. 'Only four more months.' She said to herself as she patted her tummy and opened the door slowly.

"Hello ladies!" She poked her head in and gave all the ladies in the room a bright smile that often cheered so many up. Waddling further into the room she closed the door behind her and let her sparkling golden eyes scan the room, "Wow...everyone looks gorgeous!" She expected nothing less from a bunch of fine pure bloods, and probably some of the coolest people she'd met, when she saw someone she didn't recognize she gave her a large smile and a small wave. Then she headed over to the Bride to be, Nataliia and stopped in front of her. Placing two hands on her cheeks she gave Nat a kiss on the forehead before she removed her hands and smiled brightly. "Good luck today Sunshine, I wish I could stay longer...but I'm needed to heal Fonsie and such." She made a small face if displeasure when she said those words, but replaced it with a small smile right after. She didn't want to ruin her best friends wedding, even if she was a bit upset that she was getting married to someone that Nicolette didn't trust at all. "Oh and hun, this better be the last time I walk down the aisle for you." She winked again before patted Nataliia's shoulder and giving her a look that said everything was going to be alright. Nicolette and every other woman in this room was going to be here for her.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

This was the second time Rosaline was to get married and hopefully the last. She loved Chavdar and wanted nothing more then to be his wife and the mother of his children. The smile on the woman's face hadn't been so bright since her engagement day so as she left the change room with her wedding dress that fit her curves beautifully. Rosaline looked at the women before her and smiled as she lifted the end of her dress so as she gracefully walked towards the group she wouldn't trip.

The auburn haired woman looked down at her engagement ring as her mind slipped to her love. Rosaline could not wait to be Chavdar's wife but as this day was not solely about herself and Chavdar she said to Nataliia, "You look beautiful." Her sapphire blue eyes glinted joyfully before looking at the two blonde women she had never met before then towards the red headed woman she had also not seen before.

It is a shame Ophielle, Nusa or mother cannot be here, Rosaline thought softly, wishing that her family, other then her Death Eater father and her older brother could be here but she was so pleased that she didn't mind at all that her closer family could not be at her wedding.

 

[Nataliia Snow]

Nataliia almost flinched when Rayna offered to do her hair. Those two aunts of hers made Nataliia want to spill her guts, and just shake in fear of them. While Rayna worked, Nataliia just watched from the mirror. Rayna could style hair perfectly, but it did not make Nataliia smile at all. Her words filled her head. Rayna was right... Nataliia glanced down at her stomach, and she blinked a few times. Whatever the aunt did and said, Nataliia obeyed. "You are right, aunt Rayna. Thank you." Nataliia turned to stare at the others in the room. Support. It was there. It kept her from losing her head anyhow. But nodded at Niccy. She welcomed her best friend's affections openly. "I think it will be...until death..." Nataliia gazed at the ground for a moment, and she bit her lip.

A red-haired woman approached Nataliia, her eyes widened. Wasn't she...supposed to be dead? Nataliia knew who this was. Liyla had given Nataliia letters explaining who she was, what her blood was, when she was adopted by the Grangers as a baby. Chavdar was wrong, and Nataliia knew it. Nataliia threw her arms around her mother, and she murmured, "Mom..!" Nataliia smiled for the first time since she put on the dreadful wedding dress. Maybe with her mother there, then Nataliia could pull through. Hopefully. Nataliia pulled from her mother, and she approached Rosaline. "At least one of us will be happy about the wedding. About time you and Chavdar got hitched. You look stunning...sister." Nataliia just hoped that she wouldn't run out of the building...or even pass out or burst out crying today.

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette gave the red-haired woman a shocked stare when she heard that she was none other that Nataliia's mother, she was gorgeous and almost reminded her of Asparuh, in an odd sort of way. When she noticed Rosaline beginning to become active as well, she threw her a soft smile, "You look lovely too Rosaline." Once that was was said she looked at the clock and sighed softly. It was soon going to be time for her to go and deal with the Snows and their matters. As much as she didn't want to heal Alphonse, she knew she had too.

"I better head out, I have to make sure everyone else is all set." She smiled softly to the ladies before she gave Nataliia one last hug and a friendly wave to Rosaline before she walked away from the group of ladies and headed out the door, maybe Cecily would come with her when she went to check on the Snows.

 

[Liyla Mirayinov]

Liyla's heart warmed when her daughter not only remembered her, but embraced her as well. Her children hadn't forgotten her, and that alone made her the happiest she had been in the longest time, aside from seeing Asparuh of course. But on top of this, she was pleased to also finally meet the woman that had stolen Chavdar's heart, turning to face her and walk over just as Nataliia had, Liyla's cold eyes were masked up with a soft smile. "It's also lovely to meet the woman that has captured my son's heart, welcome to the family Rosaline." She said, her voice calm with filled with a hint of warmth. Liyla had yet to see any of her other child, and had to admit she was a bit eager to see them as well.

 

[Rosaline Mckay]

Rosaline looked at Nataliia and softly touched her shoulder as she said that she expressed her displeasure at the wedding. "At least you have Joanna," she said solemnly before looking over at the red headed woman as she spoke to her. Her eye brows arched curiously as she called Chavdar her son. "Thank you," she said gently and wondered if her love had known of the woman's arrival because she certainly hadn't. "It is a pleasure to meet you... Liyla," she said, uncertain if her wild guess on the woman's name was correct or not.

As she looked at Nataliia and Liyla, Rosaline fiddled with her earrings, careful not to mess up her hair that was curled and pinned into a neatly illustrated bun.

 

[Rayna Zhefarovich]

Loathing dug its insidious claws deep with Rayna's gut. Liyla; deserter, betrayer, ungrateful witch. Her nostrils quivered as though a foul stench stung them. Years before she had considered this woman her friend, however much that Rayna could do so. She had entrusted the red haired ex lover of her brother. Had been there for the births of their children, children this disgusting waste of flesh had abandoned. Rayna cared not for what Liyla's reasons were. She only cared that her brothers children had grown without a mother's care and the worst offense of all, she had kept them from the youngest of Asparuh's line. Rayna crossed her arms and gripped her flesh with white knuckled fingers. She'd not ruin this day for either bride so wisely she kept her distance.

 

[Raisa Zhefarovich]

Raisa narrowed her eyes upon the red-haired woman that entered. Liyla Mirayinov. That family, it was full of proud, pure-blood women, but that family had sunk its claws in the Zhefarovich's twice. First time, the woman was hunted down and slaughtered like the pig she was, but here was the second. It was not for her abandonment of the children she gave birth to that fired Raisa's hatred, but the blood that coursed through her veins, and her leaving the Death Eaters. It was revolting, and it could have made Raisa hiss. Instead, she walked to her sister's side from behind, and she placed a hand upon Rayna's shoulder. Raisa leaned forward and whispered in her older sister's ear, "Let us not waste a thought on the vermin." It was a rare scene, to see both sisters hate someone with much passion, but with different reasons.

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Then we will enter the scene with the men getting ready.

 

[Professor Kalif Styx]

It took a lot of rejects so Kalif would not be in the wedding, no matter how much Chavdar wanted him to. Kalif was not about to stand with the other men up at the alter, wearing stupid looking dress robes. Kalif turned his icy glare from Chavdar, to Asparuh who was standing in the room also. Neither would participate in either weddings of Nataliia's and Chavdar's. However, the ceremony would begin shortly, and Nicolette was not in the room yet to heal the Snow so he can actually walk to the alter and say what needs to be said. Kalif approached Alphonse, and he murmured heartlessly, "Welcome to the family, brother." The last word left his lips like venom, as he put his gloved hand on Alphonse's shoulder, knowing that the man would be in serious pain, but gave the shoulder a violent squeeze, as if teasing the bones to shatter. Kalif loathed this man, for now, as he had no right to simply be in Nataliia's presence. Once married, the family would be keeping an eye on him, and even once he harms Nataliia or her children, consequences will be dire.

 

[Alphonse Snow]

Today marked the day that Alphonse would once again become a married man, much to his greatest displeasure. He seriously recalled telling Nataliia that being with him that night would cause serious consequences, but the damned woman didn't listen and now look where they ended up. And as much as Alphonse wanted nothing more than to leave and tell the family they could go screw themselves, he was much too injured and prideful for that, he would marry Nataliia and treat her and his unborn children with the utmost care. Alphonse cringed and hissed in pain when he felt someone squeeze his shoulder. "Likewise I'm sure, Kalif." He said darkly, avoiding anyone's gaze to avoid starting anything. His body was in so much pain, he was sure it would take hours to heal him fully, wounds were everywhere not to mentioned he managed to re-open a few just getting here.

"Where the hell is Nicolette?" Alphonse hissed, too ready to be healed and actually start to move around and take his position as head back from that bubbly airhead who was doing nothing more than being a snot. Pregnant or not, he wasn't putting up with her anymore.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh was overseeing this wedding, though not decorating it. He let some other person take care of the decorations, but Asparuh made sure that it was to be so. His arms crossed over his chest, glowering down at the other family members, and soon-to-be in-laws. Asparuh said nothing as Kalif caused Alphonse even more pain than he was already in. An evil smirk barely shown on the Death Eater's face. However, it was short-lived when Alphonse dared to speak to Kalif in such a manner. Naturally, that sparked some anger as Asparuh approached Alphonse from the side, and Asparuh warned icily, "I suggest you watch your mouth, boy. You don't have a right to even speak to the Head of my family, but you will do as you are told, or even Nicolette will not be able to bring you back from the dead. Lest you forget who you are dealing with." His voice was fearsome, and his eyes were piercing and showing the wrath that he could possibly inflict if he wanted to do so.

Asparuh went back over to Kalif's side, wondering if the fear of talking to the family in any manner was installed into Alphonse's head. Asparuh was not in a good mood, and he would not tolerate foolishness at this wedding. His eyes lingered from his son, to Chavdar as he too was getting ready in silence. Everything had to go according to plan, and even though he did not like the marriage itself, it was for the best. After all, Nataliia can not raise her future pure-blooded children without a father, willingly or not.

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette had asked begged Cecily to come with her while she went in to heal Alphonse and check on the Snows, since she was nervous about being in his presence when he was in a bad mood like today. With her being a little over five months pregnant she had to admit she wasn't exactly the nicest person in the world right now either, but she would as Asparuh had told her and heal Alphonse so he could go through with the wedding and marry Nataliia. However, she was a bit surprised to open the door to hear Asparuh threatening Alphonse over something unknown to her, with a small roll of her eyes she invited Cecily in and shut the door behind her. "Can you keep your mouth closed for like ten minute's Alphonse?" She asked meekly, giving him a small glare with her sparkling eyes. She was taking pride in the fact that at the current moment, he couldn't her her no matter how much she made fun of him or angered him...it was priceless. Giving all the men in the room a bright smile, she then turned her gaze to Alphonse before sighing softly.

"Let's see the damage.." Nicolette stepped forward and eyed Alphonse carefully, there was so many wounds, bruises, broken areas, and cuts that she would have to heal and she was unsure where to start on healing him. "Wow, Asparuh sure did a number on you." And levitated over a bag that had a large assortment of healing supplies, some of which she knew Alphonse was not going to like one bit, but it had to be done.

 

[Cecily Rambolt]

Cecily smoothed the cotton fabric once more over her extended belly. She was no where near as large in the belly as her sister in law Nat but she was very obviously pregnant. "I'll feed you soon baby," she murmured to her belly affectionately, casting an irritated glance at Niccy as she walked into the room with her. "As soon as your Auntie Niccy finishes healing the plonker." She sniffed, looking around at all of the equally irritated males. Oh yay, testosterone. "Not that I see why you have to heal him, Niccy," Cecily said as Niccy was assessing the damage to Alphonse.

"He looks as he should be to me," her lips curved in a sinister smile, one that made the blonde appear as if she really did fit into this family. Normally Cecily was quite chipper and didn't wish anyone ill. Even her stepdaughter. And that was quite an amazing thing that she didn't hate the guts out of that little girl. Yet she didn't. Although she would enjoy getting her back in more subtle ways, such as seeing her every week for an hour. She snickered mentally at that then regarded Alphonse with hatred in her green eyes. Pregnancy made most women weepy and sentimental. Cecily had that at most times but then hormones were capable of making her a veritable crazy woman if she didn't get things right at that moment. Such as food. Which she wanted five minutes ago.

She walked further into the room to stand in the vicinity of her father in law, to which she greeted with, "Since he'll be healed anyway, may I punch him?"

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh looked forward to putting the symbol of the Zhefarovich family on Alphonse's skin. He knew how to make the pain excruciating, and that was what he was going to do. Just six months and six weeks. That was all... And it would be worth waiting for. Asparuh glanced over as Nicolette and Cecily entered, both raging with hormones due to heavy pregnancy. Asparuh stated to Nicolette, "Just heal him enough to walk and stand for a while. He still needs the healthy dosage of pain he will have even then. Alphonse needs to know his place in the world, which is under my authority, now. As well as Kalif's." Asparuh grew somewhat satisfied now with the thoughts running through his mind. His gaze landed on Cecily as she greeted him with a question. Asparuh shook his head, "Not now. If you still have your hatred after the ceremony, feel free to let your wrath out upon him, as long as he is alive."

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette snorted at Asparuh's comment and gave Alphonse a 'you just got told' look. It wasn't often that people disliked Alphonse as much as she did and joined in on the bashing. "It seriously sounds like Asparuh just called you his b*tch, Fonsie." She snickered and made sure to stay out of range from the injured man so he couldn't manage to get at her or anything, when Asparuh told her to heal him just enough so he could walk and stand to get married she nodded and felt a huge weight fall off her shoulders, if she had to do more healing than that it would going to get a bit rough, she didn't think she had enough energy to do some massive healing either. Crouching down she figured she should start by healing the part that enabled him to stand since he sort of needed those to get married today, as she started to work on healing his legs she turned and laughed at Cecily's hitting comment. "Cecily relax, all that anger is gonna build up and give you massive headaches." Headaches were easy to deal with, but they were never fun during big events like this, and stress and built up anger were two very common factors for creating massive headaches.

"Okay, your legs should give you no problem now, but I have one last thing to mention before you start to get up and move around." Nicolette searched around inside that bag before she grabbed a hold of a piece of parchment that was neatly folded up and tied with a dark blue ribbon. This bit of news was probably going to send Fonsie over the edge and probably get her smacked, but thats why she made sure that others were around in case he got too mad. 'It's not like he would miss them...right?' Handing over the piece of parchment she quickly took a few steps back and prepared herself for an explosion.

 

[Alphonse Snow]

Alphonse was getting tired if being threatened by everyone just because he made a huge mistake that wasn't really all his fault but seemed to anger everyone just the same as if it were. Now that his legs will healed he felt a bit better, but was still not looking forward to the marriage, but he would try and act like a man about it regardless of his thoughts on it. When Nicolette pulled out some parchment and handed it to him he took it and hastily opened it, dropping the blue ribbon on the floor. 'What in the world.' Alphonse read it over and allowed his eyes to widen before he read it again and again. By the fourth time of reading it, the message became clear as he crunched the parchment in his hands. Nicolette had successfully taken his children from him. Theodore and Alyssa were nothing but filth that spoiled the name, but how dare she meddle into the family business and move them away.

"You filthy blood traitor, how dare you!" Alphonse hissed and stood up, sure it said that there was a possiblity of him getting them back someday, but it was the fact that she had the nerve to go out and do it, then reveal it on his wedding day. "Give me three good reasons why I should not kill you now Niccy." He pulled out his wand and started towards her with a fierce look, now that he was able to move she wasn't going to get one over on him anymore. Pregnant or not, this girl was going to get smacked and hard, she had been playing around far too long. "For all we know, if I don't kill your as* now, James will do it for me." He didn't care if that man was nuts, or if she was pregnant. She took the last thing he managed to keep control over, the nest line of his family from him and she went too far.

 

[Professor Kalif Styx]

It was an interesting scene developing before Kalif, and as far as he could tell, nothing was going to get better. Kalif gave a look to Chavdar, telling him to stay back, and glanced at his father. Given the nod of approval, Kalif pulled out an unique weapon he made himself, that resembled a metal glove that including the fingers however, the ends were dagger-sharp, and could penetrate flesh easily. Before, he only had one part to it, but now he had the whole thing. When Alphonse advanced on Nicolette, that caused Kalif to immediately react. Borderline of becoming a murderous fiend like he had when Alexander was alive, Kalif stared at Alphonse, before rushing forward, the armed hand upon the neck. Kalif used his power to slam the stupid Snow on the ground.

His grip was iron-like, and with the weapon he had, it made it painful as well. Kalif brought out his wand with his free hand, and pointed it at Alphonse's face. Kalif hissed, "I'll give you three good reasons why you should not kill Nicolette. One: You try it, and you will lose your life. Two: She is pregnant with my son, which makes it my issue if you harm her. Three: You'll be killing my son, and for that, you will have the entire Zhefarovich family coming not just after you, but performing a genocide so that the world will never see a Snow again." Kalif meant business. It was rare to piss him off, and Kalif was on the borderline before tipping into his other state. It was dangerous, and Kalif assumed that Alphonse would know this. "Are you clear on that?" Kalif muttered, before he released Alphonse, and stood up straight. Kalif added, his face completely and utterly serious, "Or will you have to lose your manhood if you keep up your pathetic behavior?"

 

[Alphonse Snow]

Alphonse was at a loss of words when none other than Kalif Styx slammed him to the ground with some metal weapon he had never laid eyes upon before. His grip was painful and tight and Alphonse felt a bit fuzzy in the head. He was okay enough to hear the threats that Kalif made to him. 'I had nearly forgotten that Nicolette was pregnant with his son.' Maybe it had been a foolish decision to attack the mother of a fellow Death Eater's child right in front of him, or within hearing distance at least. When Kalif released him Fonsie grasped for air and rolled over so he could weakly push himself up, he was curious as to how none of these people seemed to know about the threat that James posessed to them all. 'Is Nicolette hiding it from them?' With an almost sinister smirk, he continued to push himself up, this was going to be a rude awakening for all of them then. "You haven't told these people about the threat lurking around right now?" He finally stood up and ignored the blood and the pain that he was feeling at the moment, turning to Kalif and giving him a harsh stare he knew that he was probably going to get killed or injured again for this, but if she was going to tell anyone..he was.

"Nicolette you know just as well as I, that he'll kill you and your son, just as well as everyone else close to you." He hissed, knowing fully well that James would be furious to see Nicolette happy with friends, children, or even a family to distract her even the slightest, and her son would obviously be the first to go. "Damianos won't stand a chance, he'll get wiped off just like the rest of your pathetic family." Alphonse stepped over to Niccy and pat her head softly, like he would as if he were calming a small child down, he saw the horrors and he knew that Nicolette would never be able to stop him, so either way they were screwed. "Now, don't we all have a wedding to prepare for?" He finally ask, being done with making everyone's life difficult, now he just wanted to get this over with and go home for some much needed rest.

 

[Nicolette Styx]

Nicolette knew that Alphonse was completely and truly right, as much as she wanted to hid it and ignore it, she wasn't safe as long as James was alive and around here, but it's not like she wanted everyone to know of her problems anyways. Wiping a stray tear from her eyes before she thought anyone could see it, she then stepped forward and smacked Alphonse roughly across the cheek. "A**hole" Was the one word she said to him as she glared at the red hand print on his cheek, she hope it stung for awhile. when another stray tear fell she sighed and turn towards the door; "Asparuh, Kalif, I'll see you guys at the wedding, do whatever you want with him." She said hatefully before she opened the door and walked out, she wasn't going to heal whatever injuries they caused him this time.

 

[Cecily Rambolt]

Cecily stood frozen as she watched the scene unfold. Part of her knew to be terrified of the violence in front of her. The other, stronger part that remembered what Alphonse was capable of, enjoyed what happened to him. Oh Kalif would be getting a bonus in his next check for that, she smirked, covering it quickly with her hand. Had she not been a hormonal mess, she might have tried to put a stop to or at least protest what happened. As it was, she had no sympathy for him. Lie in your bed, you two faced dog, and burn in it. Her jaw clenched as Niccy and he traded words, harsh words that couldn't be taken back. Niccy's hand cracked loudly and as she left, Cecily knew she couldn't follow the Patriarch's orders this time. Well, not fully. "I'll take my leave as well," she murmured. On her way past Alphonse, she purposefully butted her sharp elbow into his already battered ribs with force. "Oh clumsy me," she smirked over her shoulder, her eyes glancing off Kalif's, then she too left the room.

 

[Asparuh Zhefarovich III]

Asparuh narrowed his eyes at Alphonse. This idiot just never learns to shut his mouth. "As Kalif said before, Damianos is under the care of the Zhefarovich family. No one will be able to touch him, and surely not this James person." Asparuh held his head up a bit more than he usually did, as the females left, and Nicolette gave them 'permission' to do whatever they wanted to him. Asparuh turned to Alphonse, and when he did, he approached him, hand on the throat, and slammed him into the wall. Asparuh could have easily done this on his own, but Kalif was there also. Asparuh murmured, "We gave you chances, and now it is time to feel the consequences." After they were through with him, Alphonse would be needing someone to help him walk. Asparuh looked forward to seeing this.