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“I’m hilarious,” Oye said deadpanned. “Damn near hysterical.”
He closed the space between them. “One day, witch. Someone is going to teach you better taste.”
She lifted her chin defiantly. “Unfortunately, it won’t be you and not today.”
“Torik?”
Both turned their attention to Tabitha, who was cheerfully making her way towards them. “We’ve been waiting, will you and your friend hurry?”
Oye shot Castian an amused look, she’d been relegated to friend. If she was really dating Castian, she would have been irritated.
Castian’s hand was taken by Tabitha, who pulled him to her side. “The others are eager to see you.”
Oye trailed behind them at a slow pace, her hands in the pockets of her jeans. She’d soften her looks but her fashion sense wasn’t something that could change so easily. The only difference being the holes in her stylish jeans weren’t on the side but the front.
As she followed Castian and the chattering Tabitha into a hallway, her eyes fell on a large portrait. It seemed to be of the people who owned the estate. It depicted a staunch, and wealthy-looking family. An elegant mother sat in a chair, while a harsh yet handsome father stood behind the chair. At their feet were their children, two boys and one girl.
One of the boys, stood before his father and Oye, stared at him. His blond hair was soft, and his eyes a bright blue. Something about him felt familiar but she couldn’t put a finger on why he felt familiar. She continued to stare unsure of why she was fascinated by it.
“Oye?”
She jerked her eyes away from it, to find Castian and Tabitha staring at her in inquiry.
“S-sorry, I was just surprised at how realistic this painting is.” She explained when she reached their side.
“It should be, Napier’s aren’t the type to hold back their coin when spending on anything,” Tabitha explained. “Then again, maybe they do.” she muttered.
Confused by her words, Oye watched her go only to glance at Castian and see a complicated expression on his face.
“Castian?”
He blinked and finally looked at her. “What?”
Her lips parted, but then she thought better of it. “Nothing.”
She couldn’t let herself get curious about him. If she did she’d find herself wanting to know more.
SNOBS
OYE
“Tell us, Torick, what it is your girlfriend does exactly?”
Oye took another large bite of the biscotti. For the last hour she’d been buried alive in pleasant yet catty conversation. She’d counted to ten a thousand times, and still wasn’t able to calm her growing frustration with the people around her.
“Ha, how can you make such a question sound so malevolent cousin?” Castian asked where he sat next to her. His arm hung off the back of her chair, as he thumbed the glass of his drink.
“But if you must know Jake, she’s a bartender.”
Jake was the younger brother to Tabitha; the Renson soft brown eyes and strawberry blonde coloring was a family trait. So far Oye had labeled him the blow hard. He seemed to have made it his life goal to humiliate Torik.
The sound of chatter screeched to a halt. Oye immediately wished she could leave as everyone’s attention focused on them. She’d begged Lanias to keep her occupation simple, and the woman had written her real job down.
She took another bite of her biscotti maintaining her mild expression.
“Surely, you’re joking. You couldn’t have gotten so out of touch with your origin, that you invited the help here?” Jake asked.
Swallowing, Oye looked at Jake and smiled, “Help?”
