"I'm a early bird so if you wake up and I'm not there don't freak out" she said.
He nodded, acknowledging her habit. ”Would you like a tour of the house now or would you prefer to explore on your own in the morning?”
"I'll explore in the morning I'm exhausted" she said.
”Very well.” He consented, leading her to the master bedroom.
Betty looked around in curiouity.
The parts of the house that they passed thru were elegantly furnished. Lysander had more of a preference for Victorian styles but it wasn't outdated.
Betty looked at the vampire with a kind smile "Thank you, But I would like to rest it's been a very tiring day" she said.
“Of course. I don't mean to keep you up. Your bedroom is right here.” Lysander apologized. The bedroom was painted dark blue and had blackout curtains over the full-sized windows. ”Feel free to redecorate anyway you’d like.”
"Thank You" Betty said with a slight nod waiting for him to leave so she could change.
”Sleep well.” Lysander gently took her hand and brushed his lips over her knuckles before he walked away.
Betty blushed a bright red and quietly closed the door. She changed into a tank top that showed her stomach and shorter than expected shorts that showed her legs she opened the door back up and slipped into bed pulling the covers up drifting to a deep sleep.
Lysander had moved most of his belongings to one of the other bedrooms, giving the master bedroom completely to Betty. He never really needed that much space anyway but he would give her as much as she needed. Since he no longer had a reflection, he had no idea if he could blush anymore but that had been the first kiss he had given without an intent to drink from the receiver. He sighed and went to the living room, as he wasn't tired yet, and turned the tv on a very low volume and flipped channels.
Betty switched her nose in her sleep. The nightmare was back The one where she would go to the lake for the day and when she came back all of her twelve brothers had beeen killed by her father. She turned in her sleep wimpering.
Even with the tv on Lysander’s ears had practically tuned out everything in favor of listening to Betty’s heartbeat. It was practically instinctive for him, even if he covered his ears he would not be rid of the sound as long as he was in the house. He had already sated his hunger for a while so she was in no danger from him but as he continued to listen he noticed a change in its rhythm. He stood debating if he should check on her or not.
She tossed and turned in her sleep her breathing heavy she was sweating everywhere.
Lysander practically flew to her door, a little surprised to find it open. He sat beside her on the bed and attempted to wake her gently. ”Betty. It's alright, it's just a bad dream. You're s… you're not in danger.” Please don't let it be about me.
She shook her head violently.
Lysander shook her shoulders, speaking a bit louder. ”Betty, wake up.”
she slowly opened her eyes.
Lysander let go of her and moved his cold fingers against her cheek. ”Are you alright? Your heart was racing.”
"Just a nightmare" she said breathesly.
He nodded. ”Do you want to talk about it?” he offered, honestly expecting her to say no.
She shook her head "Can you uh just lay with me untill I fall asleep, Please" she asked.
Lysander blinked in surprise. Of all the things he was anticipating; that was not on the list. ”If that is what you want…” he said hesitantly.
"Please Just so I can sleep" she begged.