Grim edged closer to the girl, her sweet scent started to intensify. Vanilla and a hint of coconut. His little Alexandria had always smelt of innocence. Now as she sat before him older, she somehow smelt sweeter.
Grim was exported back to his first encounter with the little human. She was a bundle of energy, a wide eyed five year old that had the curiosity of a cat and the cheekiness of a monkey. He was a broody, dark eleven year old who hated other children. In fact he hated everyone except his older brother, his guardian, his feelings towards the older man not hate but it wasn't quite love either. He tolerated the man. Understood him. They were the same.
To the sullen boy other children were a nuisance but Alexandria was different. An angel that managed to warm the little demons heart,
