Crap!
Their names are so similar that I must've called her Sylvie by accident. Well, it doesn't matter. I was meaning to have a discussion with both her and Isabella when I got back. I would have to do it now, I guess.
With her still seated on my lap, I began telling her about how I met Sylvie. The whole time as I spoke, she had a frown on her face, and I could feel a bit of her bloodlust seeping out.
"Tsk! You should've killed her when you got the chance," she mumbled.
After I told her about Sylvie, I began telling her about Isabella too. How we met at school and how I turned her. Selthia's eyes were glowing a bright shade of orange at this point. To calm her down, I began stroking her hair. She smiled and leaned into my chest.
"It's fine if you don't like them. Though I would prefer if you get along with them," I told her as I continued to stroke her hair. She said nothing, only closed her eyes and leaned against me. "Are you angry?"
Suddenly, her eyes fluttered open.
