Eileen Snape Romane & Geschichten

Cecilia's POV Eileen has been acting strange lately. I took off the ring from my finger and looked at the maid who was combing my hair in the mirror, thinking. "What's wrong with you?" I didn't want to waste energy pondering why she was like this; I wanted answers directly. Eileen, holding a horn comb, stiffened. Under my gaze, she slowly raised her lowered eyes, meeting mine through the mirror. After a moment of silence, she spoke, "Your Highness, I want to know, do you really believe what that odd wizard said?"

She looked back and saw that when the fire burned out and the puff of smoke disappeared, a smaller figure emerged. It looked.. human. Ellaine was surprised. It was a woman, descending directly to their ship with a accelerating speed. She flipped on suspended air before finally landing on their ship. “You called for me, Finrod the elf Prince?” She was a tall woman, with a long, royal blue hair, and big eyes of the same color. Ellaine whispered against Finrod’s ear, “Where did the dragon go?” “There, right in front of us.” Ellaine followed the direction of his eyes and ended up looking at the female stranger.

But with the spy’s presence growing, even the walls seemed to watch her differently. “Killian,” she said gently. “I think the spy is testing the boundaries. They want to see how fast we react.” “And how strong you are,” Andrew added. “Your power frightens them.” She didn’t respond to that, though she felt the truth in it. As they walked back toward the main hall, Selene caught sight of Elenar sitting on the stairs, quietly playing with a small wooden wolf toy. The boy looked up at her with bright curiosity, his silver eyes soft and trusting.

"Welcome, Eileen." She looked up at me, the corner of her lips curling into a triumphant smirk only I could see. When they wheeled the cake out, Kaelen handed me the knife. Just as I was about to cut into it— "Ah!" A sharp scream. Eileen had somehow appeared at my side. Her hand was pressed against the edge of the cake stand, and blood was dripping from between her fingers onto the white tablecloth. "I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to ruin the mood..." Tears instantly welled in her eyes.

B E I N G P R I M E She gave in to them. To him. 2·1 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She wouldn't succumb. One thing Eiling Weasley knew was that life loved to throw lemons at her. She'd received her first lemon when her parents died, then when her family rejected her. Now, life was going to throw another. In the form of the most popular group at her school: The Prime Empire.

To: The Most Esteemed Alpha, Perseus Gray Cage & Luna-in-waiting, Eleanor Astrid Cage. From; Severus Kaos Black, Beta of the Bloodthorn Lycan Pack,, Subject: Urgent – Immmediate Return required. Your Majesty, I regret to inform you that the treachous maid of the Luan-in-waiting, Eleanor Cage, has died during interrogation in the White Room. Her body could not withstand the process, and she succumbed to her injuries.

Eileen sneers, her face twisted in contempt. “Who gave you the right to pretend to be the princess?” Chief Eileen spits venomously. She storms over to me, her hand raised in anger. With a swift motion, she slaps me across the face, the sound echoing through the room. “You dare to impersonate our beloved Alpha Princess? You are nothing but a filthy imposter!”

The power of a Super Sanctuary level cultivator was not to be taken lightly. "What just happened, Madam Eileen? Can you please explain it to us?" Chester and Zeke were still a little confused. Eileen frowned. "She's one of the Kiwanis Club elders, a Super Sanctuary level cultivator. I think Wilbur killed her son, and she came here for revenge." "What? How would Wilbur even know her son?" Chester frowned. Eileen glanced at the bamboo forest behind her. "Lily Sharn used to work for Angie's son, but Wilbur brought her back here. I'm pretty sure Angie was telling the truth, and Wilbur really did kill her son."

But news flash, life wasn’t always that easy. "I'll tell you what I'm talking about since you've chosen to pretend. Go find someone else to join forces with to defeat your enemy. For I'm sure once you get Isabella out of the way, you wouldn't mind tearing me apart. " "I see you have chosen to be hard-headed. So I'll give you time to think about it." Eileen said sweetly and reached for her purse. She smiled and turned to look at Vanessa when she got up. She wasn't attractive, and all the years of bitterness made her eyes hateful. Four years ago she had tried to seduce Ronan and had been rejected. That was enough to make her resentful, to be honest.