We are all suckers for something

The letter had been quite demanding of her to show up. His parents had never invited her before, but Grecia wasn't easily scared. Ace had broken up with her a year ago, for her own sake - not that Grecia believed in that word. Her father used the same word; I didn't have a choice. She hated that sentence with all her being. Grecia had told her mother about the event, and Blue was close by in case anything went south - otherwise, Clarissa had other cards in her sleeve. Grecia convinced her not to worry however. She showed up, knowing to be among witches would be or could be a dangerous thing itself. Grecia had to stay focused, and she did what she needed to do for that effect. The doors opened for her as she entered the room. Her gaze fell from his parents to Ace, she looked surprised at him - not knowing he would be there. The question was, did he know she would be there? Grecia took a deep breath in and forced a smile on her lips.

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He had no idea what his parents wanted. They were all together in a room. Surrounded by expensive furniture, a clean smell of perfume and the strong aura of magic hanging heavily in the air. He could almost cut through the tension.
Nervously he tapped with his foot and swiftly put one leg over the other. As the door opened, he was surprised to see the Grecia. Standing there, beautiful and strong as always. Now he was nervous for real! Did his parents figure out that he once dated her? How did they figure that out?! And even if they did, they would know that he wasn’t dating her anymore.
He stood up and tilted the chair. It gave an echo through the silent living room.
His mother looked a bit in chock over at him. “My dear… behave… there are ladies presents.” She then turned her stare to Grecia. “Sit down my lovely.”
When Grecia decided to sit down, the mom would smile a fake little smile and tilt her head. “You´re here because… we heard you have a connection with a strong witch bloodline?”
This made Ace look in surprise over at Grecia. What were they talking about? She was a hybrid of a demon and angel? How could she be connected with a witch?
“Sit down Ace, you are being rude to our guest!” the mom hissed.
As Ace sat down, he kept his eyes on Grecia, making sure no harm would come to her.

Her eyes met with Ace and she clearly had no idea what to do. However, his mother told her to sit down, so she did as instruct. Grecia knew better than to not follow along. she moved her dark brown eyes back at Ace as the chair echoed through the room. The question made her raise an eyebrow a little but folded her hands on the top of the table. It was news to Grecia as well, but her mother had told her everything. She nodded a once to confirm it was true.
"I am," she spoke almost breathless. Grecia knew lying could get her killed, but what would telling the truth do? "My grandmother is Rebekah Sinclair,” she added to the sentence. She knew they didn’t care if she was in family with the first Archangel or the first blood demon. They cared about the Sinclair blood that ran through her veins. Grecia knew, that her genes were recessive which meant a dominant gene from another species would define what type of species her future child would be. If she ever wanted to have kids again, after she lost the last one. Grecia knew a little about how some people thought, and some people were old fashioned - her father saw the world as black and white, but not in this way. She wondered if he had anything to say against witches. Did he see them as monsters?

Ace couldn’t believe what he heard. Grecia was in family with Rebekah Sinclair! How come he never knew! They were a couple for 2 years and he never knew, that she had that strong DNA, from none other than Rebekah Sinclair. He looked at her in awe. And so did his parents, especially his mother, she looked like she had just got the best Christmas in the world.
“That is amazing!” the mother squealed.
The father made a nod and then stood up. “stay here. Both of you, my wife and I will go out discuss some things.” He bowed shortly for Grecia, before taking his wife´s hand and leading her out of the room.
As soon the door closed, Ace got up from the chair and went over to Grecia. He sat next to her and looked a bit worried at her. “What did they say to you? No one hurted you… did they?”

Grecia lifted her eyebrow slightly when she was met with so much excitement. They flew from their chairs and Grecia could barely figure out what was going on. Grecia and Ace were asked to stay here. She looked over to Ace when they had the room alone. She wanted to get up as he stood up. However, he sat down next to her. Grecia felt her heart ache a little from being away from him for so long. It was weird looking him in the eye after all this time.
"They didn't say much, mostly they just asked for me to be present today," she moved a lock of dark hair behind her ear. "They didn't hurt me. I'm okay," she added in means of making him worry less.
"I would have told you about the whole Sinclair thing, but it was news to me as well. Its a longer story," she would have told him if she had known. "What do you think is going to happen?"

To him it felt so… weird, but also really good to smell her scent again and look into her eyes. He knew he had missed her. But he didn’t know how much until she sat here next to him. They had luckily not hurt her in any way. When she started to explain the things with Sinclair, he quickly shook his head and put a hand over hers. Carefully he started to stroke her hand. “I know you would have told me… I could imagine that it is quite some news!” He sighed and looked at the door where his parents had gone. “Unfortunately, … I have no idea what they have in mind… they been so absent lately.” He looked at her again. As always, he tried to smile at her, with a smile there should calm her down. “They seemed excited that you were a Sinclair tho…”
The door suddenly went open again. It echoed through the room.
“Grecia my dear,” said his mother. “How do you feel about marriage?”
To say that Ace was confused was an underrating. He was confused a lot!

It was all very weird, she had no idea what was going to happen. What to expect in the next few minutes. Everything seemed to close and far away, she had no idea how to contain herself. Grecia could hear their steady heartbeats, they weren't that far away - however, her mind focused on Ace's. The sound was very comforting to her, and made her breathe out as his hand stroke hers. Grecia exhaled and lifted a brow a little.
"Most witches react that way you mention Sinclair's either its good or its bad, never in between," she had lived her life hearing about the Sinclairs. To actually be a part of that bloodline was insane. Grecia looked up when the door opened, and her dark eyes once again met with his mother. Her question made Grecia frown, not understanding the meaning of the sentence. Gercia didn't have an option on marriage, it was at least a long time ago since, she last had thought about it.
"Uhm," she licked her lips a little and took a deep breath in, "it's a wonderful thing I guess, it you find the right person to marry," she narrowed her eyes a little unsure what she wanted to hear. So she made sure that her answer could be taken in many ways.

Ace had a bad feeling about this. Why would his parents want to know what Grecia thought of marriage? He knew that they lived in the past. Which could mean a whole bunch of things. But deep-down Ace had an unnerving feeling. His stomach almost growled of worries.
The mother smiled and sat down again. A bunch of waiters now came in, purred them all a glass of champagne. As soon as they all got a glass, the mother lifted it and showed her fancy little pinky-finger.
“A cheer,” the mom said and looked from Ace to Grecia. You could see in her eyes she patiently waited for them to lift their glass as well. Ace sighed and lifted it. His amber eyes still shined a bit of worry.
“For the marriage of my son and Grecia,” she then said.
Ace dropped the glass. It shattered in 100 pieces on the table. The champagne spilled and colored the gravet.
“A what now?!” he said maybe a bit to loud. “Marriage… but… she… I what?”
The mother and sighed, with a blank expression she waved a waiter over to clean op the mess. “Yes. A marriage. Grecia is a Sinclair… the most powerful witch family out there.”
Ace couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You can´t do that… she has a mind of her own!”
The father leaned confidently back. “You see… we can actually do that. We´re pretty powerful our self. Combine our families… it would be brilliant.”

A cheer. For what? Grecia frowned a bit, she didn't understand. She lifted her glass a little and looked at the liquid. She could taste the expensive champagne and her mind began to imagine how the taste would be once it landed on her lips. Grecia lifted the glass to her lips and was about to take a sip once the words felt like echoes in the big room the marriage of my son and Grecia. She froze in place and it was first when Ace dropped the glass, that she was thrown back to reality. Before she had a chance to speak her mind, Ace shouted out loud her thoughts. Grecia wondered if his mother was familiar that they weren't stuck in the 1800's or 1500's for that matter. Grecia wasn't good at conflicts, but she was good at making herself disappear. However, one thing she disliked was people telling her what to do.  She didn't say a word. Just watching them leaning back in confidence of her moving along with their plans. The thing was, she loved Ace. She couldn't leave him in his alone, or she could - but she didn't want to. Her thoughts were running wild, causing to hold her breath - long enough for the dark dots to plant themselves in front of her.
"We should get my father’s approval first," she then broke her silence and just looked deadpan at his parents. Ace didn't know about her father; from what he knew he had never been around. He still wasn't, but after over eight hundred years he had showed up. But getting his approval would make the process take a little longer.  She took Ace's hand and smiled. “But if you wouldn’t mind. Ace just told me, that you have the most beautiful garden. Maybe he and I can go out there and talk. Afterall I would like to get to know my soon to be husband.” Grecia knew her way around people. Seeing a lot of cultures come and go. Lived through wars between families. She could see their old point of view towards making their bloodline strong. So, she took it easy. For now.

Her father’s approval. They needed the approval of her father. This sentence made Ace look surprised over at her. Did that mean she was agreeing to this? Was he the only one freaking out here!?
Deep down Ace knew that Grecia had always been the one to keep her head cool, while he on the other hand was a mess. They had always joked about that he would be that husband who ran around screaming, when his wife was going to give birth. A joke that often made him smile and think of the future with Grecia. Was it possible that he could have a future with her now? He had only broken up with her because of his parents. But now… they sat there and talked about marriage. Marriage against their will of course. Plus… it wasn’t that romantic. If Ace should propose to Grecia, it should defiantly not be in this kind of matter!
Smart as always, Grecia excused them to the garden. Relief, Ace sighed and stood up, still with Grecia´s hand in his. He smiled loving at her before looking at his parents. Here his smile dropped.
“Excuse us,” he said and as calmly he could, he dragged Grecia with him outside. Luckily, the garden was beautiful and breathtaking.
In the back of their neck, they would feel the burning sensation of his parents’ gaze.
“I´m so sorry!” he said and shook his head. He made sure to say this as soon they were out in the garden. “I have no idea where that came from!”
His amber brown eyes looked at her. “I´m sure there must be a way out of this.”

The fresh air blew in her face and it was like she was finally able to breathe. Grecia took another deep breath in and looked forward into the garden. They would be watching them, she had played to nobel people for centuries.  "Don't... this isn't anything you did," she pointed out with a warm smile on her lips. "Parents are weird like that. I haven't seen my father since I was a little girl, and he comes back with hundreds of ideas of who I am... and how I should behave," she added shaking her head a little. She had used over hundreds of years just being angry with him for leaving her. Especially since he had another daughter, who he had spend an entire childhood with.  
"We will figure a way," she turned her dark brown eyes to Ace. "Together," she gave him a little smirk before looking inside shortly.

Parents were a mystery. He agreed to that by making his eyes big and nod eagerly. Both Grecia and Ace, and probably a whole bunch of other people in this world, could sign the contract of parents being weird and a mystery. He smiled at her and almost blushed, as she said that they would figure it out together. That little smirk of hers could make everyones knees butter.
“Together,” he agreed with a warm smile.
As she mentioned her father, he stopped in his track and looked a bit worried at her. “Is he bothering you? After all he just comes here… out in the middle of nowhere and demand for you to be different .”
If she let him, he would take her hand and for a second or two, just stare at their hands intervined. He then looked inside. His parents were nowhere to be seen. But he knew they were there. That or them so called bodyguards.

“No, its not that. I mean my mother raised me to stand up for myself. So, I will always be who I am, him being back isn’t going to change that,” she took a deep breath in, and it was first when he took her hand. It was like a bit of relief left her in that very moment, and her eyes followed down in remembrance of the simpler time. Back when they were together, things had seen so simple. Grecia knew it was wishful thinking and dangerous to take her mind back to the past years. It wasn’t any secret that she loved him, and her secret would remain that she still did. But was it even possible for them? Had they lost their chance? Would it be stupid to open to the chance? “All I really want right now, is to go on a plane and go somewhere. Anywhere.”

Ace kept their hands together. The feeling of her soft hand in his just felt right. He had missed her so much. Something in him, still loved her, but he also knew that they may or may not be a great item together. They had, had their flaws, but all couples did. Another thing was that he didn’t even know for sure if she still liked him. He had broken her heart by breaking up with her. To ask for her forgiveness, would be a crossing of the line.
Her little begging of escaping gave him the greatest idea. He smiled widely at her and now took her other hand. “Let’s do it!”
His amber eyes looked into hers and stayed there. “Let´s get on that airplane and go wherever! You decide… and… my parents pay… after all…” his voice was now in teasing tone. “They want us married. We can use it as an excuse to get to know each other.”

A light chuckle escaped her lips when he suggested they 'ran away'. Of course they could just do it. "Okay, let's go to Fiji then," she was always thinking big and Fiji was the perfect escape place. And they had always talked about going to Fiji in a fun tease, but this time was serious. "So let's get to know each other at Fiji, it that doesn't sound like what dreams are made of - I don't know what is," she giggled a little and smiled warmly at Ace. She had missed spending time with him, and it was like a place in her heart was filled up again. Grecia didn't want to let go of that, but she wasn't sure how he felt. Maybe a plane trip to Fiji and a trip wasn't such a bad idea.

The lovely Grecia agreed to flee with him. To none other than Fiji. This made him smile widely. “Fiji huh?” He made a funny little dance moved and twirled her around in the process. “Just like from that movie uhm… Sinbad! That´s it… we always saw that money… remember?” Slowly he had started to drag her inside again with him. He attended to make his parents pay for the trip. After all, they were the once who had put them into this mess. “Fiji… got to know each other on Fiji. I like the sound of that!”
As soon as they stepped inside, the butler bowed for them and guided them back to the dinning room. Still sitting there like a perfect painted picture, his parents raised their head and smiled at them.
“Did you have a talk?” the mother asked so sweetly.
Ace nodded, still with Grecia´s hand in his. “We would like a trip to Fiji. To get to know each other.”
The mother chuckled. “Fiji? How unromantic… how about Paris or London? Fiji.” He took a sip of her wine as she shook her head.

His mother didn't seem to be fond of the idea of Fiji, the difference between Grecias mother and Ace's mother was clearly right there.
"Paris and London are all filled with people. What is more romantic than a private island or being on a cruise just the two of us. I mean, nothing quite beats that," she said rather convincing. Grecia knew a few things or serval about travelling. "I think Fiji is quite romantic," she added and looked at his mother with a smile.
"If you want a greater wine, you should try this one," she took a few steps forward and took the bottle. Then she turned the wine into a even better one, her ability to change liquid was quite amazing. She handed the butler the bottle so he could give Ace's mother a refill.

Snobbish and cold, Ace´s mother lifted her right eyebrow and studied Grecia. It seemed to Grecia that Fiji was just as romantic as any other land or city for that matter. The mother sighed and in a second, smiled as Grecia turned her wine into an even better one. The butler nodded and purred a new glass of wine for the mother. In the background, Ace stood and smiled, relieved and happy to see that his mother seemed to soften up on the idea of Fiji.
She sighed and shook her head. “Alright, alright.” She took a sip of the wine. “You two can go on a trip to Fiji. Get to know each other. It´s an exquisite wine my dear, thank you.”
Here she stood up and nodded politely to them. “Now, please excuse me. I have some business to intend to. You can stay here.”
Ace nodded and smiled at Grecia.

//Out <3