The Quinn"s stayed for dinner and Belle welcomed their company except for Mr. Quinn"s daughter Grace who often liked trouble. For the very first time, Grace wasn"t throwing insults and it made her question how come the vampiress was sitting quiet. Belle who was seated next to Damien asked, "What happened to Grace?" something didn"t feel right about her.
Grace was Damien"s half-blood sibling and he said, "I broke her fangs. For genuine reasons," he added and Belle looked taken aback by this. A vampire losing their fangs was considered to be the most shameful thing and for Damien to be the one to do it, she wondered what Grace had done.
Belle didn"t know if she should feel bad about the girl losing her fangs where she would have to live in shame for the rest of her life or feel satisfied because she deserved it but then Grace was only the side girl where Hana was the one who liked to pull strings. Sometimes the company did matter, thought Belle to herself.
"Are you sure about the servants?" Damien asked as they had dinner, "It is a big house. Heard something about your house of how your uncles and aunt want it."
She smiled at this, "They aren"t being quiet about it, huh. Have you heard anything about this house before?" she whispered to him.
"It used to once belong to a pureblooded vampire. Over fifteen decades ago," that was too long, thought Belle to herself, "It was told that the house contains parchments of secrets that can make one rich."
"I don"t think there"s anything like that here," Belle frowned, finding it absurd.
Damien shrugged his shoulders, "They are just baseless rumors. People enjoy rumors, you should already know that," he grinned and she nodded. All her relatives wanted was to gain more money and she could do nothing but shake her head at their att.i.tude.
By the time Quinn"s left, it was around eight in the night and the maids continued to clean the dining room. She hadn"t expected them to stay until dinner but she didn"t mind their company, only that she couldn"t leave home and prove her point to Lucas that she would and could do anything but somewhere deep down she was also anxious on what he might do.
Lucas could be scary and he could intimidate people around him and her. Even Simon had once who had come home had left the mansion in less than an hour.
Simon wasn"t the kind of friend one would have but he was a good person. At least the man didn"t try to be one in the front and another on someone"s back. He was a happy-go-lucky vampire. To call the man a player, Belle narrowed her own eyes whilst she sat looking at Lucas who was getting the plates dried and sorted. It wasn"t as if he hadn"t listened to other women and gone to sit beside them on their command.
Hypocrite thought Belle to herself.
Parchments to make a person rich. Things like that didn"t exist if it did, she was sure there would be many more than just her relatives who would come after the house. Stepping away from Lucas" eyes, Belle picked up the stand in her hand that had multiple candles in it.
"Miss Belle, I placed the gla.s.s of blood in your room. Do you want me to bring it back here?" asked a maid who was going back to the kitchen.
"No, that won"t be necessary. Thank you though," she nodded to the maid and continued to walk. From the corner of her eyes, Belle noticed Mr. Fluffs running away in the other direction after noticing her walking in this direction.
She was bored, therefore she decided to play a game with the rabbit and she followed the rabbit"s trail. Where ever Mr. Fluffs went, Belle followed as if she was going there without knowing its presence. She couldn"t help but giggle at this. How cute, thought Belle to herself.
After ten minutes, she decided to go on her way and not torture the rabbit anymore.
Walking in another corridor, Belle made her way looking at the mansion with her hand that was raised that held the candles. The flame flickered softly because of her movements. Though the clouds were flas.h.i.+ng lightning like a crackling fire, the rain was yet to arrive on the lands. Even though she was inside the mansion, she could hear the sounds of the crickets as well as the frogs that croaked in the garden.
There were some sides of the mansion which weren"t used but it was only because it was useless as no one used that part of the rooms or corridor.
Belle moved towards the window and looked at the landscape outside the window. The sky was occasionally turning to black and grey hue. And as Belle stood there looking at the landscape her eyes moved noticed something on the gla.s.s that she hadn"t seen.
In the reflection stood a hooded cloaked figure with a sickle in its hand. For a moment, Belle wanted to snap her head but when the reaper moved away from her slowly, Belle turned back to see nothing there. She looked at the window again where she caught the reflection of the death reaper who was walking away from her.
Belle took a few steps away from it and walked to find Lucas that she had seen the creature and it was in the house. But when she started to walk in the other direction the reaper suddenly appeared in front of her as if in doubt and she could only pray internally for it to go away! Taking in a deep breath, she tried to relax as if there was nothing in front of her and she walked right through the death reaper. She felt the cold air a sense of void that pa.s.sed through for two seconds.
Finding Lucas, she pulled him to the side, "There"s one here. Hooded," she said not knowing if the reaper had followed her. One moment she could see it and then she didn"t and then she again did.
"Go to your room," Lucas advised her, "If you find the rabbit take it along with you."