Allure Of The Night

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Eve walked through the corridors while being followed by the nosey maid. It had been fifteen minutes since she had started walking from one corridor to another, pausing now and then to take a peek at the rooms as if she was looking for Vincent when she knew where he was. But the lowly vampire maid wasn’t aware, and continued to follow her.

While Eve leisurely walked in the corridors, from the other side appeared Alfie with a tray of kettle and glasses in it.

“Milady,” Alfie offered her a bow and asked, “Is there anything you would like to drink before bed?”

“Thank you, but no,” Eve replied. “There is something I wanted to ask,” she said loud enough for Blythe to hear it.

“Yes, milady,” the butler asked attentively.

Eve stepped closer to the butler and whispered, “Have you seen the black cat?”

“I believe he was walking around the kitchen but I don’t know where he went after that,” Alfie answered in the same low voice and asked, “Would you like me to find it?”

“No, that is alright. I will find the cat myself,” Eve’s eyes shifted to look at the tray and asked, “Is that for Allie?”

“It is milady.”

Eve smiled at him, while the butler offered her a bow and made his way towards the parlour room where the young vampiress was sitting with her mother.

Eve walked in the opposite direction, and when she disappeared at the end of the corridor, Blythe quickly made her way towards the human she was supposed to keep her eyes on. At the same moment, she crossed paths with Alfie. The butler noticed the maid was following Eve.

Blythe wondered if the human had asked where Vincent Moriarty was, as the woman had been looking for him all over the place.

While Eve had successfully diverted the maid from Rosetta, on the other side of the mansion, Rosetta quickly slipped away from the balcony and made her way to where her beloved Eugene was working.

The young and spoiled vampiress took a quick peek inside the kitchen, but she didn’t find Eugene there. She wondered if he was perhaps in the servant’s quarters. He did need lots of rest after the amount of work he must have done in this mansion. But reaching there, she didn’t know which was Eugene’s room. On seeing a servant walk in the corridor, who offered her a deep bow, Rosetta demanded,

“Do you know where is Eugene? Ms. Barlow’s family person, she is looking for him,” and cleared her throat.

The servant replied, “I believe he is in the dining room.”

Rosetta turned on her heel but suddenly paused. The servant stood still, wondering if he had made a mistake. It was because the vampiress turned back, sizing him. He grew nervous and then heard the vampiress arrogantly utter,

“Thank you.”

Rosetta swiftly turned and started walking towards the dining room. If only Eugene were here to see it, he would see the effort she was putting into having his love for her. And though for the vampiress, it was a big step to thank a lowly servant while she was the Marquee’s daughter, it was the basic politeness of a humble person.

Quickly going to the dining room, in excitement, she pushed the door with both hands, and the doors banged against the wall.

Eugene and the two maids in the dining room turned startled at the sudden disruption. Rosetta glared at the two maids, who were a hindrance, and ordered, “My bed needs a new bedspread. Change it. Now.”

The maids were of low class and didn’t dare to argue or question. They only bowed in compliance and left the dining room. Happiness started to bubble in the vampiress’s chest.

Eugene could sense that the vampiress was scheming something, and he decided to stick to his work of placing the fresh plates on the table.

“You don’t have to act as if I am invisible. You know I am here,” Rosetta tried to walk stylishly like the other women of the high society that men often fell for, swaying her hips, but that didn’t come right.

But to Eugene, it looked like something was wrong with the vampiress’s back or legs. He answered, “Are you here to kill me? If someone catches us–“

“I told you, I will not let any harm come to you, Eugene. Before anything happens to you, I will take the arrow for you,” Rosetta placed her hand on her chest to emphasise it.

That meant that after she took an arrow, it would be his turn without being spared, Eugene thought to himself. He requested, “Lady Rosetta, you should go back to your room and rest.”

“What will I do there, when you are here?” Rosetta continued walking towards him, and she said with a bright smile, “You can drop the title ‘Lady’. Just Rosetta will do it from now on.”

Eugene moved in the opposite direction, placing the clean silverware and also maintaining distance between each other. He wondered how he got into this sticky situation. He knew that vampires were persistent creatures, but he had hoped this one would quickly lose interest in him. He responded to her, “That would be too bold of me.”

“I don’t mind you being bold with me,” Rosetta offered a sweet smile and mistakenly stepped on the hem of her dress, but on time caught her footing. But as she did it, she placed her hand on the table and pushed the plate that fell on the ground.

CRACK!

Rosetta offered Eugene a sheepish smile and said, “I was thinking of helping you.”

“No!” Eugene responded, and Rosetta furrowed her eyebrows.

“How will I show you that I can help and work like you?” Rosetta questioned out loud.

Eugene politely said, “You don’t have to show me anything, milady. I am sure you are very capable of doing things,” he falsely smiled.

“Then that only means I am eligible to be your wife. How wonderful!” Rosetta’s red eyes brightened. “But I still insist on helping you. It will be a practice for our future,” and Eugene stared at her.