Page 37 of Love Me Forever

“Thank you, Remus!” Éloïse jumped up and down, waved her sword, and nearly thwacked the open door of the wardrobe. “I’m like a Knight now!”

Remus took the sack with the “body” outside, and Sébastien said to clean any gross presence from it, they’d spread salt around because it was cleansing. It was harmless and could be swept up later. It had also worked against Satan, not that Sébastien was telling her anything about that.

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The trick worked. Sébastien didn’t have to check under her bed or in the wardrobe anymore to ensure no monsters had taken up residence to munch on little girls in the night. Éloïse grew a bit nicer to Remus too since he'd caught the farting wardrobe dweller and let her kill it.

She didn’t give him the mean glares or demand he go away. When he offered to take her for a ride on Whisper after a couple of days, she agreed to go and didn't demand Sébastien come too.

One day, she’d learn that monsters didn’t live under beds, and she’d realize that they’d lied. By then, she’d also be matureenough to see the reasoning why, so it’d be a funny story of Remus winning her trust so she didn’t view him as an evil man.

The seamstress hurried on her clothes to get them ready and before long, Éloïse had a couple of nightgowns with lace and little pink ribbons on the sleeves. Sébastien told the seamstress to keep her clothes a bit more on the simple side so she could slowly grow used to wearing silk and lace. Once her table manners were better and there was less danger of her spilling sauce down the front of herself, they could get her fancier clothes.

She’d be growing anyway.

After a few days, Sébastien felt like they’d settled into a sort of routine. They took turns with office work or did it together. When they had petitioners, Éloïse was able to sit quietly and watch or read one of the storybooks he bought her. She had regular meals and no health issues besides still being too skinny.

Remus helped to take care of her too as she grew used to him. She even let him comb her hair and give her a few basic sword lessons. She only whacked Sébastien on the shin with her toy once.

After about two weeks, Sébastien was on his knees in bed. Remus had a good handful of his hair and was balls-deep in his ass when the bedroom door handle jiggled. Thank Elira, they’d gotten into the habit of locking the door before getting naked.

“Sébastien! There’s a monster in my room!”

So much for the mood.

Remus immediately pulled out. “I thought the trick worked.”

“Maybe she just had a bad dream. Give us a second, Éloïse. We’ll be right there.”

Sébastien shoved himself into his sleep clothes and swore under his breath because he realized his dick was too obvious. It wasn’t going to go down in five seconds either, so he threw on his cloak to cover himself while Remus hurried into the privy.Splashing noises said he was cleaning himself. Sébastien slipped his arms through the side slits of his cloak and opened the bedroom door.

Éloïse had tears running down her face, her nose was red, and she looked so small standing in her nightgown. “Th-there’s a monster!”

Sébastien closed the door. “Éloïse, did you have a bad dream? There are no monsters. You-”

“There is. I saw it!”

“You and Remus killed the farty dweller thing, remember?” Sébastien kneeled in front of her. “No more monsters can go into your room because they’re scared of you.”

“But I saw it! I really d-did. I went to the privy, and it ran from my wardrobe to hide under my bed. It was black, and it’s going to wait until I’m asleep!”

Sébastien hated to see her miserable and crying. Maybe the little trick they’d done had been too much, and now if she saw a shadow or anything while half asleep, she’d think it was a monster.

“Remus can kill it, okay?”

“No, I want you to do it.” She sniffed as he wiped her face with the edge of his cloak. Remus came out at that moment with his cloak over his sleep clothes, and Éloïse pointed at him. “You lied to me! You said no monsters would hide in my room!”

Remus gave Sébastien a desperate, “shit, we messed up” look.

“Maybe you saw a shadow,” Sébastien said hurriedly. “Why don’t we all go look?”

“No! I want you to kill it instead.”

“But if there’s nothing there…”

“I saw it!”

“If there is something, wouldn’t you rather Remus take care of it? He’s much bigger than me, and…uh, maybe it’s not a bad monster but a lost one.”

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