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Inside the Room
Dave stirred awake, alerted by the pulse of magic from the barrier he had placed around the room. Someone had breached it.
His mind sharpened instantly. Cloaking himself with practiced ease, he rose from the bed and moved into the shadows, positioning himself near the window. The light from the setting sun framed him in silhouette as the door slowly opened.
Three figures stepped inside, their movements hesitant yet determined.
The door opened and 3 beautiful figures sneakily entered the room I looked at them and realized that these were the 3 figures I saw in the crystal ball during prophecy at that time I ignored it as they did not seem familiar but now thinking about it the chief's name is Albert Denali , so these three should be Denali sisters in Twilight but they look completely different from the movies much more beautiful but how is this possible Aro looks very similar to the movies but these three look different? But fuck logic i will just go with it.
[Alert! System approved characters detected Tanya Denali, Kate Denali, Irina Denali ] system confirmed my guess.
'Ladies and Gentlemen I just hit the Jackpot'
I was right they are the Denali sisters!
The sisters were now fully inside the room, gently closing the door behind them.
"Who?" Dave's deep voice called out from the shadows.
The single word sent shivers through their bodies.
Kate was the first to recover, though her voice wavered. "Uh... we—uh—came to... check on the guest!"
Irina quickly followed, her cheeks flushed as she tried to sound composed. "Yes, just making sure you're... comfortable. That's all."
Tanya, silent and wide-eyed, glanced nervously between her sisters.
The figure chuckled softly, a rich sound that seemed to echo in the room. "So... you're here to check on me, hmm?"
The teasing tone made the girls shift uncomfortably.
"Of course, it is," Irina replied impatiently, "Kate wanted us to introduce to the guest!"
"I did not!" Kate hissed. "It was Tanya who said she was curious about the guest!"
Tanya, the quietest of the three, crossed her arms and muttered, "I just asked who he was. I didn't say we should sneak in."
Kate rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. You were dying to come."
Tanya, her curiosity overriding her nerves, stepped forward slightly. "Why are you wearing that cloak? It's... strange."
Kate chimed in, her tone half-teasing, half-curious. "Yeah, who sleeps in a cloak? Are you hiding something under there?"
Irina added with a grin, "Maybe he's embarrassed about his pajamas!"
Dave tilted his head, the corners of his lips tugging into a smirk beneath the hood. "Oh, no. I wear this cloak for a very important reason."
The girls leaned in slightly, intrigued.
"It's to keep innocent maidens like you from falling in love with me," he said, his tone dripping with mock seriousness.
The room went silent for a beat. Then, all at once, the sisters burst into laughter.
"Yeah, sure," Kate said, rolling her eyes. "You're totally hiding something."
"You can't just say that and expect us to believe you," Irina teased, her grin widening.
Tanya, still blushing, murmured, "You're joking... right?"
Dave chuckled, his voice warm and mischievous. "Maybe or I am telling the truth But doesn't the mystery make it more fun?"
Kate, recovering from her laughter, straightened up and offered a small wave. "Well, since we're here, we might as well introduce ourselves. I'm Kate."
Irina followed, her grin still lingering. "I'm Irina youngest. Nice to meet you."
Tanya hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly. "I'm Tanya. The Oldest."
Dave nodded, his voice smooth. "Dave Nightshade. A pleasure to meet you, Kate, Irina, and Tanya."
Kate tilted her head, her curiosity piqued. "So, Dave... are you going to keep wearing that cloak forever? Or are you going to show us who you really are?"
Dave said teasing them"Do you really want to see what is beneath the cloak, what if you fall in love with my face?"
The sisters exchanged glances, unsure whether to be frustrated or amused by his confidence.
Before the conversation could continue further, a knock came from the door.
"Dinner is ready, Dave," Ruth's voice called from the hallway.
The sisters exchanged panicked glances, realizing they had been caught.
The door opened, and Ruth stepped in, her eyes narrowing as she saw the three of them standing awkwardly near the door.
"What are you three doing in here?" she asked sternly.
Kate immediately pointed at Irina and Tanya. "It was their idea!"
Irina gasped, turning on her. "What? You were the one who opened the door!"
Tanya, caught in the middle, muttered, "We were just... checking on him."
Ruth raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Honestly, you three… come downstairs before you cause more trouble."
The sisters hurried out of the room, their faces red with embarrassment.
As the door clicked shut, Dave leaned back against the wall, a smirk tugging at his lips.
"Well," he muttered to himself, "this dinner might be more entertaining than I thought."
Dinner Scene:
The round table was set with an array of delicious dishes that filled the room with an inviting aroma. Albert sat at the head of the table, exuding authority but with a warmth that suggested a familial bond. Ruth sat to his left, her watchful gaze frequently darting toward her daughters, who were whispering among themselves and shooting quick glances at Dave.
Dave, still cloaked and sitting to Albert's right, appeared completely at ease despite the scrutiny. He lifted his goblet and took a sip, seemingly oblivious to the sisters' attempts to catch a glimpse beneath his hood.
Albert cleared his throat, his deep voice cutting through the chatter. "Dave, how's your father? It's been years since I've heard from him. I hope he's doing well."
Dave placed his goblet down with deliberate grace. "He's doing fine, Albert. He sends his regards. "
Albert seeing the girls behaviour asked "Dave did you meet my daughters you seem to have already.".
"Yes"—Dave shot a pointed look at the sisters—"I've had the pleasure of meeting your daughters."
Albert chuckled. "Ah, I'm sure they've made quite the impression."
Kate leaned forward, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Impression? We're just curious. Speaking of which..." She gestured to his cloak. "Are you planning to eat while wearing that?"
Dave looked at her, his voice steady and calm. "Yes, I am."
Irina folded her arms, a spark of defiance in her eyes. "Why are you even wearing that thing? You're inside, and it's dinner!"
Tanya, though quieter, nodded in agreement. "It's a bit strange... even for a guest."
Dave's lips curled into a subtle smirk. he leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper—"I'm hiding something you're not ready to see."
The sisters exchanged glances, their curiosity mounting.
Kate, never one to back down, tilted her head and asked bluntly, "So, what's the big secret? What happens if we see your face?"
Dave leaned back in his chair, his tone shifting into something both serious and teasing. "If you see my face... you'll have to marry me."
The room fell silent for a moment, the statement hanging in the air.
Tanya blinked, her cheeks flushing slightly. "You're joking... right?"
Irina frowned, her skepticism evident. "What kind of reason is that?"
Dave shrugged, his tone now playful. "In my family, only my wife or fiancée is allowed to see my face. It's a... sacred custom."
The girls stared at him, their expressions a mix of disbelief and intrigue.
Kate finally broke the silence with a scoff. "That sounds like something you just made up."
Dave chuckled softly. "Believe what you want. But traditions are important, don't you think?"
Ruth, sensing the tension, intervened. "Girls, leave the man be. If he wants to keep his cloak on, that's his business."
Reluctantly, the sisters dropped the subject, though their curious glances persisted throughout dinner.
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After dinner,
The Denali sisters, now back in their shared quarters, sat in a huddle, whispering furiously.
"We have to know what's under that cloak," Kate said, her eyes glinting with determination.
Irina nodded. "He's hiding something. And if it's that big of a deal, it must be worth seeing."
Tanya hesitated but eventually sighed. "Fine. But we have to be careful this time. No getting caught again."
The three sisters exchanged a conspiratorial grin, their plan forming as they prepared to uncover the mystery of Dave Nightshade.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
Sorry for late update but exams are near so update may be delayed but rest assured I will not drop the Fic.
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