fascination.
“Yeah…” Alex said, looking back and forth between the newcomers and Balthazar, who had a less than pleased expression at becoming such a sudden curio. The woman commenced their gasping and secret language chatting. Finally, the leader signaled for them all to calm down.
“Forgive me,” the woman said, “we have only been told stories of demons. We never truly believed we would meet one in person. It is an honor…”
“Lord Balthazar,” Balthazar said to the woman’s expectant expression, to which he received a fresh bout of gasps and chatter. Alex could swear she saw him puff his chest out proudly at the admiration that shone in the women’s eyes. She felt an ever so slight pinch of jealousy at the act.
“You a re a demon lord?” the woman asked Balthazar with awe.
“I am,” Balthazar replied casually.
“Then it truly is an honor to be in your presence,” AnnaBeth said. “Allow me to introduce myself and my sisters. I am AnnaBeth, this is AnnaLee, AnnaMarie, and the youngest, AnnaBelle,” she held out her upturned palm, gesturing for each of her sisters to come forward as she introduced them.
“How did you…” Alex began to ask but was quickly interrupted.
“We fe lt your powers,” AnnaMarie said up with a cheery smile.
“But who…” Alex tried to ask another question.
“We are the sisterhood,” this time it was AnnaLee that interrupted Alexandra’s question.
“Sisters,” AnnaBeth spoke up, holding a hand up to quiet her younger sisters. “We are meant to be your protectors Alexandra.”
“I hate to burst your bubble,” Sam said as he gave the simmering meat a stir, “but you’ve done a pretty lousy job of being her protector.”
“Yes,” AnnaBeth said , as her sisters whispered to each other behind her, “unfortunately we were unaware of your existence until only recently.”
“I’m sorry,” Alex said, shaking her head, “this is all a bit…”
“We will explain everything to you,” AnnaBelle interrupted, a polite smile stuck on her narrow little face.
“That would be great,” Alex said, trying to calm her rising annoyance at being constantly interrupted. Just because they were polite about it didn’t make it any less irritating.
“There is so much to discuss,” AnnaMarie said, more to her sisters than the others. The group of strangely similar woman once again began to chat animatedly amongst themselves in a strange language.
“ Uh..excuse me,” Alex tried to interrupt, to which she received a not so pleasant, chastising glance. Alex took a deep breath, looking at Sam and Balthazar with tight lips. She was trying her best not to lose her patience with these women. If they were going to be hanging around protecting her, they were going to have to lay down some ground rules.
“Why don’t you explain what’s going on over lunch,” Sam said noticing his friends rising irritation, as he switched the stove off.
“That sounds perfect,” AnnaBeth said, clasping her hands together. Alex fought the strong urge to roll her eyes.
“I’ll set the table,” Alex said with a heavy sigh.
Chapter Twelve
Alex and Sam stared at the sisters, mouth s slightly agape. Balthazar was staring as well, although with a much more dignified expression on his face. The four sisters were shoveling the cooked meat and potatoes into their mouths as if they hadn’t eaten in weeks. They were already on their third helping each, and they showed no signs of slowing. Alex never would have thought it possible, judging by the waffishly thin figures of the four sisters. When they finally finished, peculiarly all at the exact same time, they placed their forks down in unison.
“Delicious,” AnnaMarie said, a smile spreading across he r face as she looked up from an empty plate.
“Delectable,” AnnaLee said, dabbing at her lips with a napkin.
“Scrumptious,” AnnaBelle said, a small belch escaping her thin