Bella closed her eyes feeling the intense gaze of the vampire warrior left after Diana came to kill her.
If it had been any other slave, she would have been overwhelmed. The room was so dark that you never knew how much time had passed. Was it a day or a night?
A strange vampiress had tried to kill her and now she was trapped with a warrior who hardly speaks.
There was a knock on the door and then two maids entered the room.
"We are here to prepare the girl." they spoke in a grim voice when the knight turned to look at Bella and then at maids.
"I do not find any reason to leave." The maid exchanged looks but did not not say anything to him.
Four more maids followed them with water buckets in their hands.
They went to the attached washroom and filled the bathtub. Other maids opened the bounding chains of Bella and held her tightly.
"We are here to bathe you and prepare you. It would be better if you cooperate or we have to ask for knights." they warned meaningfully when Bella nodded.
For slaves, it did not matter if they were nude in front of men or women. But for Bella, it was different. When the maid held her dress, Bella held the other corner tightly and stared at the knight.
"I would change inside." The maid looked at her and then at the knight surprised but she nodded.
They dragged Bella in and took off her clothes. Then they washed her as if she was an object. They were careful while cleaning her but their actions were mechanical as if it was not a human they were touching.
They applied a lot of fragrant oils on her and then jewels but when it comes to clothes, they offer her a little see through gown that only reaches her thighs.
"The dress is too short." if it could even be called a dress. She could see the curve of her breasts and her waist and the hidden part between her legs. Wearing nothing was better than wearing this dress.
"It suits perfectly." the maid nodded with a smile as the last one bent to apply some makeup on her face. They tied her hair into a tight braid and then dragged her into the room.
To her relief, the knight was gone.
"We are not tying you anymore but it would be better if you do not flee. The lord will find you anyway." they warned before leaving the room.
The door was closed once again and Bella stood up. But instead of leaving, she walked toward the large desk she had been eying since morning.
The desk was enormous. It was so large that it looked strange in the room. Should it not be in the study? There were many drawers and Bella started opening them one by one.
There were papers, a lot of them. She started reading them one by one. The first paper was about the training schedule of Rafael.
Then maps, a lot of it. If she did not know any better she would have thought he was obsessed with traveling to have so many maps. When she shuffled, she noticed maps of their land too and her breath hitched.
She shook her head. There was no way he knew about their lands yet.. But soon! She gritted her teeth and opened the next drawer to find letters. She ready them slowly with only her face to scrunch.
They were letters by human and vampires who had offered their daughters, sisters, and other girls of marriageable age to Rafael. She put them back.
But when she tried to open the next drawer, she found it was locked. Her eyes narrowed and she put more pressure but the drawer did not budge.
Her fingers sparkled, but before she could open it, she saw a shadow near the door and stood up at once.
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When Rafael was told that the girl was ready, he was planning to work on their next strategy. When the maids thought that he would not go, Rafael stood up and left his study.
He heard the rustling of papers when he held the knob of the door. He opened the door at once only to see the girl sitting on the bed. She was holding a glass in her hands tightly. She flinched when she noticed Rafael entering the room and bowed her head.
He scanned the room but there was no one else. His ears could never betray him. He had heard the rustling of papers. His eyes paused at his desk. There were a few patches on the desk rustling in the air.
"My lord.." she whispered and he turned to look at her, "why are you here?" her eyes were full of fear even when she was trying to sound confident.
He laughed. She had made havoc in all three lands in a day and now she was scared? The emotion did not suit her face.
"What a strange question. It is my room, my little slave. Where should I be if not here?" he laughed as he took a step closer.
She held the glass tightly and crawled back but when she realized amusement in his eyes, she paused and glared at him.
"Then should I not be getting another room? I was placed here as if I am your prize." she grumbled when he laughed and stopped at the other end of the bed.
Holding the post, he titled his head, "you are my slave. Why do you need another room when you are going to please me tonight." he sat on the other side when she flinched. Her hold on the bed sheet tightened.
"I am to please you?" she repeated with trepidation when he nodded and leaned closer to her until their faces were just inches away.
"You are going to serve me tonight and I am going to start with your blood and leave your body as dessert."