"Is it really okay for me to be his personal bodyguard? Maybe I made the wrong choice. What if I turned into his private servant through the disguise of a guard?"
"Ugh… I can't get the hang of this. It all sounds so confusing; I mean it really does. From our meeting to hijacking me into a room without clothes. Hah.. only God knows what that senile freak did to me"
Shrugging at the thought of his wavering morals, Thawne leaned against the other end of the bed. He had woken up earlier than expected, but that was because he was too comfortable.
It was as if he was slowly guided into being a servant, since Thawne loved every moment he spent on that comfortable bed. Yet in curiosity he pondered over his hasty decisions without an end.
"I don't think I'm doing the right thing at all! It feels so weird, all this does. Maybe I should run away while he's deviated, but I don't think that would be good if he tells master."
Whoosh!!
The wind rushed into the room suddenly, and Thawne was amused at the view. He was certain the window was closed a few moments ago, and seeing it barge open was definitely ominous.
*An assassin? Umm I'm not sure it would that. Those lads are so cringy, they love running through buildings in the night. Always wondered how absurd their actions were. *
*Nevertheless, its really weird. Maybe its that freak… she has come for the remnants of her weird desires! *, Thawne grinned.
Growl!!
"Well that's weird for a virgin snatcher...", Thawne froze in anticipation.
"What in the world are you talking of, brat!", a voice pierced through the room.
"Ugh you!! For a dog, you really steal your way in like a cat."
Thawne was familiar with that voice filled with a cute sentiment. It was none other than Dusk, a familiar he was bedridden with. Instead of calling it a gift, he rather preferred calling Dusk his greatest nightmare.
The dog of hell rose its weight steadily as it climbed into the room. In a panting demeanor, Dusk released his accumulated fatigue through a light stretch.
A lick of his paws followed afterwards, and after brushing his fur thoroughly Dusk heaved a sigh of disgust. Yet in that obscure feeling was a sense of worry and confusion.
"Don't compare me to the likes of those weak creatures. I am a noble being from the bosom of the high lord, god of death. A mystical being like me has no links with dumb pests.", Dusk growled.
In a strong jump, Dusk leaped unto the cotton bed and strolled towards Thawne. The boy had a disgusted face hanging steadily for a chance to burst with insults.
"You look like you would puke up at any moment, Thawne. Haven' eaten? Or you are just amused I came to search for you huh. Wouldn't mind that myself since I look so heavenly.", Dusk boasted.
"No you look stupid. Watching you gloat around like a fat pig just disgusts me.", Thawne shrugged.
"Oh, says the one who knows nothing but cussing. Hints because you never had someone to love, depressing twig!!", it countered.
"Who says I haven't… I just got bewitched by a girl and found myself naked in bed. At least that proves something!!!", Woodlock yelled.
---Awkward silence---
Dusk paused after hearing those words, and looked weirdly at the thirteen-year-old. It was awkward to hear those words from Thawne, and only his pants was what gave the room a shred of hope.
"I said it right? Ugh it gets worse."
"Just don't say anymore else I would puke. So disgusting. "
"Yes, I agree… Ugh my virginity."
"I almost feel bad… want us to take revenge?"
"How would you do that?"
"Take hers too? I guess."
"She already took mine; you retard. Didn't know dogs were too dumb."
"I am not a dog!"
"At least that saved their generations from owning your stupidity. Hah… anyways, what are you doing here?"
The duo paused in the moment of that continuous pestering, and sighed in a sad manner. Thawne grabbed the pillow and lazily dumped his head into it, whilst the dog simply laid in thought.
"I was searching for you. Apparently you took a while after leaving the house, and you master sat in wait till dawn. I guess he was worried as much as I was. "
"Following your smell, I traced you to the mansion, but I didn't expect you to be in a dreadmourn's lair. This whole place reeks of it, but I guess it's not quite evident to the human senses.", Dusk explained.
"A dreadmourn's? Here?! That can't be, this is the Baron's home, Dusk!", Thawne pushed back in dismay.
"This isn't the first a dreadmourn has managed to sneak into a human habitat. Did you think the fall of Empires was only through sheer strength?"
"These are no simple beasts, Woodlock. They evolve in time and grow with power. Just shrugging off any ideas and attempts which could be made is a dull mistake you should never partake in."
"Perhaps it might not be an actual dreadmourn, but one who has borrowed their power. It wouldn't be surprising if dreadmourns could discern the arts of magic already."
Thawne's worry grew with his curiosity, and in an amused state he held the dog. His eyes gleamed with joy, yet it was simply his curiosity attempting the sin of greed.
"Magic is real? Magic is here too?", Thawne questioned.
Whimpering from the attempt of Thawne, Dusk barked in retaliation. The boy seemed happy rather than cautious, and the dog wondered if it was just a heightened level of ignorance or stupidity.
"Magic is real! So stop hugging me so tight, I feel uneasy ugh. Although the properties of magic are unable to survive in this atmosphere, its arts can be used."
"This world was created without a mana constitution; hence it was difficult to possess supernatural powers. That was the reason for the alliance, and in a pact with the gods you can tap into the magical essence"
"Nevertheless be careful. If that spy is lurking within here, it might just be the cause of the sudden outrage. That person might be the one who brought in the dreadmourns."
Creak!!