Page 22 of Crimson Devotion
Powerful and dominant.
Anyone looking at it would be able to tell.
“Can I get an introduction?’’ I ask.
Ophelia chuckles, shaking her head.
“The man sitting to my left is my older brother, Lucifer. The one Yvonne put to sleep. He’s the oldest, and I’m the second oldest.’’
I can tell that he radiates the same amount of power as Ophelia. They’re similar physically, too. Red eyes, the same nose shape, and even the length of their hair is the same. However, instead of raven black, his is in a deep shade of silver.
“His hair is silver. That’s not a color you see every day.’’
“As opposed to Yvonne’s pearly white?” She snorts. “Butyes. His hair was black, too. When the curse hit us, it turned white. Probably a reaction of sorts.’’ She shrugs.
“Now, standing behind us, from the left, and it goes by age, oldest to youngest, is Valerio, and you already know him.’’
Even Valerio looks good in the portrait. Hands behind his back, a soft smile on his lips, hair pulled into a low ponytail. His eyes tell a story I can’t unravel, but just by looking at him, I know it’s beautiful.
“Next we have Darius, and to this day, he looks more or less the same.’’
The man has a blank expression. That’s it. He looks a lot like Valerio, and if I were to see them in a room together, I’d probably mistake them for twins. He’s an inch shorter than Valerio, and his hair reaches just below his ears, one strand falling over his eyes.
“Then…Aurelia.’’ She sighs.
Oh, wow.
She’s beautiful.
Long black hair, similar to Ophelia’s. Their eye shape, lips, and nose are different, but there’s a striking similarity that I can’t ignore. The main difference? Where Ophelia just screams power by the way she’s walking, talking, and carrying herself, Aurelia screams…mischief.
There’s something that’s causing me to pause for a moment, and I can’t quite place it. She looks ready to wreak havoc wherever she goes, and she’s not bothering to hide it, even for a portrait.
“She looks…fun?’’
“She’s just insane.’’
Is that supposed to make me feel better?
“Next to her is Cassius,’’ she explains, eyes hardening for a moment. I lift an eyebrow to that.
“Not a good relationship with him?”
She scoffs. “He’s reckless, and I don’t like that.’’
The man in question resembles Lucifer. The two look the most similar out of them all, but even just through the canvas, I can tell he’s not thrilled about it. I’m unsure what it is, but he’s not giving me any good vibes — not that any of them are, to be fair. Well, maybe with the exception of Valerio.
My eyes fall onto the last girl.
“That’s Juliana.’’
A small frown etches onto my face.
“I know what you’re thinking. She doesn’t look like us.’’
“She doesn’t.’’
“That’s because she’s not blood-related.’’
