The bullet travelled through the air at top speed, but it never hit its intended target. Once the gun was fired, Asanashia took action and created a barrier around Angeline and Norrington, shielding them from Christina Black’s attack. Christina was beyond shocked to see that her shot did not injure the person who in her mind, stole her happiness away from her and that her assassin for hire was protecting them.
Miss. Black turned to face Asanashia, anger blinding her from the truth and said through gritted teeth, “How dare you? You are to only obey my orders, not grow a conscience!” Asanashia didn’t flinch or cower at the harsh words that are being spoken to her, for the vampiress knew that if she let her emotions take control, all hell would break loose and her employer would get the brunt of it.
She put her hands on her hips, took a deep breath, and turned to face the scorned woman, “You only told me to kidnap that woman so that you can take back what you think is yours; but from what I can see, nothing belongs to you. He loves his wife, not you. I did what I did because I do not wish to harm or kill anyone unless I have to and I am no one’s attack dog. I was blind to have tried to blast that energy ball at the woman whom you hate so much just so you can take her husband away from her and claim him as your own.”
Christina growled, stomping her foot on the ground like a spoiled little girl who doesn’t get what she wanted. The worst-dressed woman in the world then spun on her heels and stormed off toward her carriage; but before she could get one foot into the coach, an angry male voice stopped her. “Christina Evelyn Black, you have crossed a line that you should never have crossed, and for that, you will pay for what you have done to Angeline! I swear it!” Norrington said, delivering his ultimatum. Christina gave Norrington a death glare that would have made Asanashia proud and got into the carriage, yelling at the driver to take her home.
Norrington then finished untying Angeline from the boulder, and the two embraced in complete and utter relief. Norrington then let go of his wife and turned to face Asanashia. “Thank you for not harming my wife and for saving us from Miss. Black’s fury.” Asanashia flashed Norrington a toothy smile and said, “No need to thank me, Sir. I am deeply sorry for kidnapping your wife. I needed the money.” The vampiress said sheepishly. “No apology necessary, Miss…?” Norrington said, drifting off mid-sentence. “Renoir, Asanashia Renoir,” Asanashia said. “Thank you, Miss. Renoir. If it’s money you seek, come with us, and I will work out a decent sum with my steward.” Norrington offered.
Asanashia chuckled softly as she shook her head. “I’d rather not, Sir. I have caused you enough inconveniences for one day. I’ll get my payment from Miss. Black since she was the one who employed me.” The vampiress said. “Indeed,” Norrington said as he led his wife toward his horse. He helped her up into the saddle and then got on the horse himself. Norrington then took the reins, and as he was about to turn the horse around in the direction of the estate, he turned to Asanashia and said, “Thank you for letting my Angeline live, Miss. Renoir. I would not know what would happen should I lose her.”
“I understand, Sir. May we never cross paths again.” Asanashia said with a smirk. Norrington chuckled and smiled for the first time since the whole ordeal. “I wholeheartedly agree. Adieu, Miss. Renoir.” Norrington said, spurring his horse to gallop towards home. “Adieu, Sir.” The vampiress said softly before taking to the skies, leaving the tension-filled clearing quiet once more.