White Maid (Rewrite)

White Maid, An Angel

Aurora had gotten up in the middle of the night upon hearing a sound from outside. She walked outside, ready to defend the manor and her young lord, reaching for her father's sword when she saw Sebastian off in the distance with another figure clad in black. She crept closer, curious to hear.

"Sebastian honestly- drop the contract and come home." Lilli hissed, "Hell is beyond boring without it's best demon." Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Oh stop your whining, Lilli. Don't you have a soul to go torture?" Lilli hissed, her eyes glowing that reddish pink. "You watch your back Sebastian Michaelis! Because I will be back to drag you back down to hell!" And in a wisp of black smoke, she was gone. 

Aurora gaped at the sight. That was a demoness. She was sure of it. And from the way she had spoken to Sebastian... Aurora almost face palmed herself. How could she not have seen it? The man was perfect at everything he did! There should've been no doubt! Aurora felt a twinge of fear, she couldn't stay here! Not with a demon and his demoness lurking around at night. She was about to spread her healing wings when a voice behind her made her jump. "Need something, Aurora?" Sebastian said, his voice like silk. 

Aurora gulped, hiding her father's sword behind her back. "No! I was umm." She trailed off, unsure of what to say next. Sebastian chuckled, inhaling her scent. Like a thousand souls, the demon thought to himself. Aurora squeaked and flinched away from him. "I just came outside for some fresh air, Mr. Sebastian- honest!" 

The butler chuckled, "If you say so, my lady." Aurora shivered in fear as the butler turned away and disappeared back into the manor. Aurora glanced back towards the garden where the demoness had been before following after him back into the manor. Her eyes widened when she realized he was gone. Aurora walked back to her room and climbed under the covers. She didn't sleep that night, and she was silently thankful she didn't require constant sleep like humans. 

While reapers needed rest, and demons needed none at all, an angel could go at least a week before they would need a rest. Considering they were the closest being next to reapers to humanity. The angel had slept a bit, but she still needed a certain amount of rest. Aurora could hear the sounds of Sebastian's soft footsteps as he patrolled the mansion.

 She got up early the next morning, just as the sun was passing over the horizon. Aurora dressed and left her room, careful to avoid the demon butler. She stepped outside and walked by the garden to sit by the small brook to watch the sun rise. She was tempted to unsheathe her wings and let their white gold colors reflect on the sun's light, and perhaps allow them to heal a bit faster. Aurora wasn't sure if the light would help her nearly destroyed wings- but she was willing to try almost anything at this point. 

Taking a few steps away from the manor grounds- she checked her surroundings and unsheathed her wings. they had regenerated a bit more, now they were to her elbows, she could still feel some pain in them but overall she was much better. Aurora gave a small flutter of her white gold wings but gasped in pain suddenly at the movement. She sheathed her wings with a hiss of pain. "Ah!" Not healed enough to fly, Aurora thought dejectedly.

 The angel made her way back to the manor once the sun rose fully above the horizon. Aurora slipped in through the kitchen only to pause seeing Sebastian and Bardroy in the room, Bardroy off to the side with a cigarette in his mouth while Sebastian prepared the breakfast. She averted her gaze from Sebastian's as she calmly walked out of the room, unaware to the demon butler's eyes following her every movement.