LEANDRA'S POINT OF VIEW
The period Fabian shut the door, I lay above the minor bed and stared at the ceiling. I can say… I have no inkling how I am gonna recoup myself from this chaotic world.
Not gonna lie, I have been beholding things that are only incredible and a naked eye can only foresee or comprehend but then, it was hella traumatizing for me. Regardless, I proceeded walking on the path I know that one day, this could be the reason why I'll get in trouble.
Time had passed, and I realized I was like a felon inside, asking for help but just like a small howling kitten, they can't hear.
I stood from my seat and tried peeping outside, seeing a bunch of trees but far away from the lights that I can see from here. Slowly, I held on to the wall and tried to peek more, discerning that I'm at the highest elevation of the castle.
Oh, right. I'm on the peak, his room was located at the peak!
There's a small wall clock outside. The door was closed and Fabian shut it before he came out. However, the climate inside wasn't hot and it wasn't cold either.
Staring at the small hole, I sat above the bed and hugged my body tight. Actually, it's very strange. There's a small hole inside but I can clearly see it from afar and as a hole like it's just too near for me that my arms could even grab it.
I flinched when the door suddenly opened. Master Hades, who had blood all over his mouth and outfit came in, looking at me with a menacing glare and craned it like I was his prey and was angry for having me here.
Gradually, Hades moved along, causing me to gulp and flinch in fear.
"What are you doing here?" his thick, profound, dark voice lingers in my ears.
My body commenced throbbing in fear. "I w-was told to stay here…"
His eyebrows arched. Hades took off his suit deliberately whilst locking each other's eye contact. He has blood all over his body and it freaking smells like a flower in my nose.
Slowly, he came forward and grabbed my hand, held it, and motioned me to come out, leaving me above his bed sitting.
"Are we going somewhere else, M-Master Hades?" I inquired wielding the tropical voice I have.
Master Hades wasn't looking at me, he was busy checking himself in front of the mirror who was just aligned just right in the guise of his big bed.
His back has a lot of stretches, marks, and bruises all around yet you can still defy his big back alluring you from behind.
"No," he said.
I bit my lower lip and looked away. "Why am I here, then?" I couldn't cease myself from asking.
Slowly, he turned his gaze at me but he didn't speak or even respond to my question. However, he walked inside his walk-in closet, a hint that he'd go shower, and thinking I have nothing else to do here makes me think of saying that I should excuse myself so that I could go inside my room.
Honestly, there's no problem if I sleep there since my room in my aunt's house is far from what I've got here.
"If there's any you wanted to talk about, I'm just inside my room, Master Hades," I said, and was about to stand up when he immediately got my hand and signaled me again to sit on his bed.
"W-Why?" my voice trembled in fear.
"Sleep beside me, Leandra,"
I don't know if I became deaf to what he said or if Master Hades really said I'll sleep beside him tonight. Not to mention that the sunrise is already rising from the east, bidding the moon a goodbye.
"C-Come again?"
He craned his neck and glanced my way. "Your room is yet to clean. Sleep above my bed, for now, I don't mind,"
"But Fabian clearly told me that I shouldn't come out of my room without my master's order or even sleep above his bed…"
He sneered. "What do you take my words for?" he asked, a little bit sarcastic. "Try sleeping in that dirty room, then,"
I bit my lower lips and frowned. Master Hades got a pair of his clothes and a towel, he went inside his bathroom, fleeing me above his bed dumbfounded.
A minute had passed, and a low knock came across the door. Slowly, the door creaked, showing off a lady dressed in a medieval maid style whilst there's a bunch of clothes in her hand.
Olga, the old woman who had been the first person to assist me, came inside. He put down the things she was handling and bowed her head a bit.
"It is nice to see you again, Lady Leandra," she asserted, before giving me a warm smile.
My cheeks scorched because of her formality. So I decided to speak. "Leandra will do, O-Olga,"
A soft smile crept on her face. "I should be addressing all ladies who are higher than me,"
"What are you? A slave? Because you see, I am, too. I mean… you shouldn't call me lady when in fact, both of us are just the same."
A small laugh came out of her lips causing my eyebrows to furrow. Unhurriedly, Olga took off behind me. She pulled out something like a stick and fixed my hair, causing it to turn into a bun.
I fell into a lull.
"There's a huge difference between us, Lady Leandra. Lord Hades is a direct descendant of the King. Therefore, the lady who followed him was his slave. Although you're one of them, your alignment and the treatment you will get follow the title Princess," she rationalized, still leaving me clueless and couldn't comprehend any of it.
"Can you explain more, Olga?"
She cackled.
"Since Lord Hades was the first child of the King and Queen, he is the heir to the throne. The huge difference between us was that you're connected with the future King while I'm not. Slaves like you have the high potential to obtain special treatment like what the Princesses having," she said, making my head bounce.
"How about you? Do you have your master as well?"
Olga shook her head as a response. "No, I'm all alone. But you need to remember one thing. When Lord Hades is ready to reign, the royal family has to find a perfect match for him," she informed.
"Does that mean there's a possibility for me to get away from him?"
She nodded. "Yes. But, as far as I can remember, former slaves of the reigning King can bore his child. What I mean is, you can get pregnant even if you're not a Queen. Regardless of your child's numbers, whether he was the first born or not, only the son of the King and Queen could inherit the throne."
Oh well, I don't have any ambitious bearing one so… no.
"My interpretation was… Master Hades can make me pregnant but my child can't be a King even if he's the first born?"
"Yes, you're right,"
It's complicated, then. In some textbooks I invariably read like this, royal family history often gives the thrones to the first born child. Well, if Master Hades doesn't want to make things complicated, he should abide by his parents no matter what.
However, why do the royals want a slave when in fact, they can toy with girls whenever they wanted to like what humans do? Or, they can just go straight to the girl their parents wanted for them.
Also, my only question was, why is it called to be a slave when you can get the fair treatment as to how they treat a royal princess?
Olga suddenly chuckled out of nowhere, "You got a lot of things to learn, Lady Leandra," she said, rubbing my back softly.
"My mind can barely process these vampire realms, honestly," I said, shrugging my shoulders.
"Mates and slaves had a huge difference. Mates are only for the one who you truly loved while slaves are called to the person you just want to make your past time with. For example… you wanted a fu–"
Olga was cut off when a huge man came out from the bathroom only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist whilst water dripped down his shoulders.
"Enough for the conversation, ladies," he rigidly said.