It had been a week since I became a temporary maid at the Sinclair estate. The feeling of unease still permeated in the back of my mind.
Perhaps it was the cold color of blue that dominated the hallways or the surprising lack of windows in certain rooms. Ether way the Beauty of the estate was overwhelmed by the cloud of disdain and sadness that dwelled with in it's walls.
I sat outside in the garden with Emma. Formally known as Lady Sinclair; having obtained the title after her mother's passing her father wasn't to keen on remarrying and is still haunted by his wife's death. Having talked to him upon my arrival we arranged that Emma would be allowed to roam on the estates land freely and that she could go into town once a week, However she must be accompanied by 2 armed Guards. As a Viscounts daughter she was a noble and therefore needed it so I didn't argue the point.
I let out a deep sigh and Emma gave me a sad look.
"Do you hate it here..?" She said it quietly and teary eyed and I couldn't bring myself to say any thing negative. I pulled her close to me and held her.
" No. I wish you would stop asking me that question. I will leave but not until I think you'll be alright." I smiled down at her but she didn't look convinced.
I wished so much that she would tell me what was on her mind besides it was true I didn't hate it here. Sure it had a gloomy aura about it but the people were so friendly and the food so delicious how could I? I read with Emma until The afternoon started to set into evening. Tomorrow I'd take her to the Moorlands within the estate bounds and we could have a picnic on its grassy hill tops; Surely that'll put her in a better mood. I put her to bed and once again found myself feeling watched. I couldn't detect anyone but it was there; It started 2 days ago. This feeling of being unable to hideso much so I even felt uncomfortable in my clothes. However I did my best not to let it show; I'm not sure why but my instincts were never wrong before. Father in heaven thank you for your keen sixth sense. I went into my room and calmly closed the door.
I was reluctant to take off my clothes and redress with the feeling of prying eyes that seem to drill into the skin leering at me even. This was the first time it had gone this far usually it'd stop at my room door; I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs for it to stop. It made the already depressing atmosphere so much darker and the air so heavy it was like breathing in water. Whomever this was if I ever got the chance I was going to punch em repeatedly for this oppression. I slipped on my sleeping gown and put myself to bed soon being overtaken by sleep.
A few minutes ago at the same location...
How can one be so oblivious?! I fought the urge to launch from the shadows and announce myself right then. It had been 4 days since I defeated the grand boss of the underworld. She was admittedly formidable however she was no match for me Amos Vox De Cypher Kyne or my power. a single bite was all it took and she became my human slave the following night. I licked my lips unconsciously; there was nothing like the taste of a skilled 29 year old swordswoman. Sweet but not to sweet and the skin was just the right amount of thickness. My fangs aches in remembrance. I held back a chuckle as the memory replayed over in my head. I had easily dispatched her guards with my familiars, taken down all her protective seals with my enslaved magicians and as a vampire archduke of blood, blessed by the god Addain god of lust and shadows, puppeteered her right off of her throne and into my kiss's embrace.
A bit showy but now I needed not be worry of interference or so I thought
Up until 2 days ago Having found out my prey was now surrounded by highly skilled guards! The owner of this Estate had a small army! And some could very well detect me. It was hard trying to scope out routes without detection and even harder to scare my prey into a corner. I wanted to enjoy her thoroughly; as was my just deserts! But she never seemed bothered by my presence; Was I losing my touch? She should be trembling, screaming,running with fear. But for the passed 2 days I had gotten no such reactions. This was so frustrating!
That's it! Tonight was the night. I will corner her in her room and she will scream for me! With [stealth] and [shadow monarch] I slithered my way into the far corner of her room and waited for her to close the door. I took slow and studied steps as not to alert her but to my surprise instead of her turning around, she began to undress. Surprised my heart palpitated at an unsteady rate and I had to retreat back into the shadows. My face began to heat up and for some reason I couldn't seem to breathe. Worse yet I couldn't seem to take my eyes off her.
What was this immoral woman doing?! Hello! Did you really not sense my presence here?! I was a bit doubtful before admittedly; but this just drives the point home! How did you survive all your life?!
For shame~ I thought feebly as my eyes locked onto her undergarments. Why couldn't I turn my head away? her curvaceous body, adorned in what was obviously hand crafted garments by the quality of work and material were more alluring than I dared to admit. by why? perhaps the beauiful stricking contrast of light lacy, dolies against earthy brown, or maybe the soft appearance of her skin as it was being so delicately hugged by thin fabric? It wasn't the first time I had seen a naked woman but I was frozen and panting unable to understand myself. She was the cause of this madness! I had to end her. I waited in agony until she finally put some clothes on, However it wasn't until she was under blankets and fast asleep that I felt able to control my bodily functions.
I emerged from the shadows and made my way over to her side of the bed. She slept soundly and mumbled low and incoherently. This same self deprecating woman somehow had control over me. What kind of joke are the gods playing at? I leered at her and her face twitched; she looked disturbed and it brought a smile to my face. perhaps she could feel my presence after all? I exerted more power and tears began to form in her eyes and She began to weep. It was all very delicious until she began to speak.
"No... don't go..please.." I felt paralyzed. Why was she begging me to stay like this? Was she a masochist? Did she enjoy torture? Whatever the case I wasn't having fun anymore. Besides I prefer being alone; I turned to leave and felt a sudden tug followed by a disparate cry
"Stay!.. please stay.." there it was again. What was this feeling?! Why am I like this?! I turned furious and ready to claw out my frustrations into the flesh of this irritating individual; until I saw the limp outstretched hand holding onto my coat for dear life. Her eyes were closed and streaming tears but her empty expression held something so much more. I stopped dead inches away from her face. I couldn't do it, Not like this. There I stood once again held captive by this frustrating woman. What was I supposed to do now? I reached for her wrist and felt the softness or her skin. It's smoothness and warmth brought heat to my cheeks and I couldn't fight the urge to bring it up to my mouth. I breathed in the scent of her blood flowing just beneath her skin and my fangs ached. Was it this? I licked and kissed her wrist tenderly as if entranced. I looked down at her again, her tears were drying and a hunger unlike anything I felt before came over me. I wanted to touch her; To feel every part of her. I couldn't stop myself and I swooped down and rested my lips on hers. Sadly It was in that moment I realized I needed to leave. To stay very far away from this woman. Other beings were cattle, food to be consumed the moment you stopped seeing them as such you will surely die. I pulled away swiftly and let go of her wrist.
"stay.." the word was soft and low but it echoed in my head like an irresistible promise. My body strained in retaliation. I didn't want to leave.
I stood there trying to calm myself and dared not glance at the girl behind me. I took a step and then another and finally I had the will to leave this madness.