Another Failed Apology

Klaus's POV

I left the man at the garden and walked to my room to make up a new plan on how I was going to apologize to her again and get her to my side.

Why did she have to be so difficult? It wasn't like being with me was extremely bad. I still had so many things I could do for her if I found her to be worthy of my love.

But for her to be on me like this and not even care about what I thought of her, that was something I would not take lightly with her.

As usual, when I got to my room, I watched television while laying in my bath.

I wondered what she was doing. She must be bored. Maybe I would take her horse riding or something.

Maybe she would love to spar with… I then remembered that she had lost her powers. She still blamed me for that and I wasn't even the one who had gotten rid of her powers.

I immediately felt like a victim and I wanted to tell her over and over that I didn't order the removal of her fangs.

Why would she not believe me?

When I was done with being in the bathroom, I cleaned up, wore my clothes and started for the door.

This was going to backfire in a bad way but I would handle it nicely.

I got to her room, knocked on the door and entered to see her eating.

She looked up to see me and immediately frowned.

Well, that was a better reaction. I had expected her to toss me the food she was eating but since she didn't do it that was progress.

"Are you enjoying your meal?" I asked the woman who ignored me.

She kept on eating which had me looking around without saying anything to her.

"So I noticed that you have a wonderful poster on the wall," I said as I pointed to a new poster she must have chosen from a decor brought in by the maid. "Did you choose that yourself or did your maid choose it for you?"

Again she ignored me which had me fuming silently. Who did she think she was to treat me like this? I was only trying to be friendly. If she kept this up I would have no choice but to have her imprisoned again and this time I would forget she existed and leave her there until eternity.

Since she was basically without her powers I wondered if her immortal powers were there or if she was even capable of being immortal.

"You know," I said, walking to the window to look out of it. "This room was curated for you. I made sure the maids took really good care of it and they created a safe space for you to rest in."

She leaned back with her mouth slowly chewing on her food while her eyes were focused on me with her folded arms.

It was very clear she couldn't care less if I was with her or not.

"Is anything the matter?" I asked but she didn't say anything. I gave a little sigh. "Look, I'm trying here. But you are… you're making things really difficult for me. You think I like the strained relationship we have? I don't like it. If I wanted you dead you would be dead already but instead I want you to be alive and happy and enjoy the life you have over here. 

"I do understand if you're angry for a few minutes or hours. Maybe after an outburst you'd be okay, but right now, you have been angry for more than how many days and you don't even seem to be calm after all of that. How about we talk about what the matter is and maybe we can come up with a solution?"

I waited for her to talk but she didn't, which had me fuming. What was she playing at?

I walked out of the room with my fists ready to punch something as I headed for my room to watch something which would calm me down from doing anything dangerous.

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Mara's POV

When he was gone, I looked at the food I was eating and found my appetite to be gone. Thy bastard had brought me so much pain that I didn't even know what I was trying to do anymore.

I knew I had been having the best few minutes of my life before he had walked in, bringing with him the pain I was trying to forget.

He was a walking reminder of what had happened to me. He was a demon. I hated him. No. That didn't really give me the ring I wanted. "I despised him.

I picked up my fork to keep eating but dropped it when I saw an image of his face on my food.

I would do anything to see him in this exact position he had put me in.

I was sure he would not like it. 

"Now he's ruined my appetite," I groaned, pushing the food away from me as I got to my feet, pacing around to find a way out of this hellhole.

After racking my brain for a while, I rushed to the window and punched it hard enough to rattle it but not break it as I found my fists bleeding.

Great. Now the window was stronger than I was.

What did he do to me? I looked out of the window to see the afternoon sun brimming on the land and I yearned for my freedom.

The doors were always locked after he would leave so I didn't get the chance to leave too.

It was like they were preventing me from seeing the world out there.

I looked at my hands and tears slowly fell down as I wondered if it was ever possible to get back my powers. Maybe the answer was no.