Allure Of The Night

Rosetta was still searching for her carriage, squinting her eyes and widening it when she heard something rustle behind her, and she turned back.Â

The vampire behind Rosetta, who was actually a coachman, who had been hoping to get a sip from the possible human, seeing her his eyes went wide. Rosetta’s eyes narrowed in disgust, and she demanded,Â

“What do you think you are doing, stepping in my breathing space?”Â

“M-milady,” the vampire quickly took a couple of steps backwards and bowed. “I thought you were lost.”

The young vampiress stared at the person for a few seconds, and the lowly coachman continued to bow, waiting for the woman to speak. The coachman was sure that this vampiress would inform his employer and throw him from his work. When he finally raised his head, she said,Â

“I don’t want to see one more person in front of me. Get as far as you can or I will stab you with a fork and pull out your eyeballs from your eye sockets.”

The coachman quickly scurried away from there, and Rosetta stared at the person before she was left alone. She started to walk, while unable to keep a straight line. Her feet had turned clumsy, but the vampiress did her best to continue walking.Â

Today she would get back home walking!Â

“Then I will let father know how capable I am and that I don’t need him telling what to do!” Rosetta placed her hand on her chest as if declaring to the world the biggest feat in her life. But even after she walked for ten minutes, strangely she didn’t reach Aunt Camillie’s house. “Don’t tell me I ended up in another town,” her eyebrows furrowed because it felt like an eternity had passed since she had started to walk.

After another two minutes, Rosetta gave up, leaning back against the carriage next to her with a light thud.Â

“My head hurts so much. The world is turning faster around me,” murmured the vampiress, and she then said, “Maybe Aunt Camille’s coachman will come and find me. I shall just wait here.”

Rosetta was exhausted, and she wanted to rest. She was also feeling odd in her throat. Suddenly the carriage she was leaning against opened its door, and a man stepped out of it.Â

The person was none other than Eugene, the coach and the servant of Dawson’s family. He had parked the carriage away from most of the other carriages that belonged to the elite families. He was taking a nap when he heard something collide with the carriage. For a moment, he had believed it was Eve who had returned after finishing attending the ball. But it was another woman. A vampiress.Â

“Why are you both talking to me at the same time?” Questioned Rosetta, her eyebrows furrowing deeply. “Twins sure look similar like a mirror, don’t they?”Â

Eugene took a small whiff and he smelt alcohol. He politely asked her, “Do you need help, miss?”Â

Tired of the entire ball and how she had been hiding and was treated by the people of her society, Rosetta broke into tears, “AHHHHHHH!”

The little sleep in Eugene’s body jolted out after hearing the vampiress cry. He looked left and right to make sure there was no one to catch him here. He asked her, “Are you lost? Here, take this,” he said, pulling his old handkerchief and offering it to her.Â

But Rosetta only cried harder at the kind gesture before saying, “People w-who offer kerch-kerchiefs are kind. I am lost-aaaaaah!”

“Why don’t I take you back home if it’s nearby? Or maybe take you back to the Moriarty mansion,” Eugene tried to hush her before people would come and beat him up on the thought that he had done something to this woman for the way she was crying.Â

Rosetta shook her head and blew her nose in the kerchief she was offered.

“Why not? Surely, it wouldn’t be right to have you stand outside by yourself at the time of night,” stated Eugene, wondering if any of the coachmen from other carriages would show up to know who she was.Â

The vampiress then said, “I am not sure where my home is,” and sniffled before continuing to cry. “I thought I would be happy in this town, but life is hard here too,” she then said, “I am able to see so many things twice in number.”

Eugene was torn on what to do. Going back to sit inside the carriage would be rude, and standing outside with the young lady would only cause more problems. The lady did look slightly problematic. Perhaps he would wait for Miss Eve to return, and maybe she would know this woman, he thought.Â

Rosetta moved to the other side of the carriage, fanning her face with her hand, and complained, “I feel very strange and hot.”

“Why don’t I get you some water to drink?” Offered Eugene, and at that very moment, the vampiress threw up on the side of the street, where there was a tree. He went to pull out the water bottle from the carriage and returned to Rosetta’s side, patting her back after two seconds. “All done,” he said.Â

Once Rosetta was done throwing up, she wiped her mouth with the sleeves of her expensive gown. Still intoxicated with the glasses of alcohol she had drunk, she was touched by the man’s kind gesture, who didn’t look at her in disgust, but he was a coachman.Â

“Why don’t you drink some water? You will feel better, miss,” Eugene offered his water bottle, and without a word, Rosetta took it and drank until the very last drop.Â

She turned red when she realised she had emptied the entire water.Â

Instead of saying ‘thank you’, the vampiress said, “I finished it,” as she was not used to thanking people. She was brought up with the thought that everyone who didn’t belong to her class was beneath her.Â

Eugene didn’t mind the lady’s words, and he took back the water bottle from her, “Do you need some more? I can go and fetch some more water if you need.”

Rosetta shook her head like a child, “I am fine…” Her head hadn’t stopped spinning, and she placed her hand on the tree’s bark. “You must be shocked to see a woman of my status throwing up in the street. How shameful.” She whimpered, realising her pitiful condition.

“I do not pay attention to such unimportant things, milady. You do not have to worry about it,” Eugene consoled her, but this only made Rosetta bawl, and she sat down.Â

“Of course, you wouldn’t pay any attention to me. Nobody pays attention to me,” Rosetta blew her nose again with Eugene’s handkerchief.Â

Eugene made sure the Skellington guard wouldn’t arrest him. That is, if the guard thought that he was harassing the vampiress. He tried to calm her and said,Â

“I don’t know why one wouldn’t, milady. You seem like a good person,” and Rosetta turned to him and verified,

“I am?”

“Very much so,” responded Eugene.Â

The vampiress took a deep breath and replied with a solemn look, “I know.”