"That's right, just as you are thinking," Kael nodded.
Siblings with no place to run across a house inhabited by monsters... This beginning sounds rather like the fairy tale 'Hansel and Gretel'.
However, this world is no fairy tale; the siblings didn't escape the clutches of evil and return to a perfect life, but rather, had no choice but to become the monster's attendants.
"You weren't immediately used as food by him?" Aiden narrowed his eyes, "The Primogenitor himself, he craves blood as well, does he not?"
"He's more interested in humans who approach the manor of their own accord than in fresh blood. Anyway, since there was no escape for me once I had approached the manor, he didn't mind indulging in a few words with his food," Kael explained and then added, "Speaking of which, the first thing he said to me after I greeted him was 'The food is talking'..."
Aiden thought to himself, do all the powerful prefer to speak in such a manner?
