Bloody Rossie: Tears Of Vampires

12. What a beautiful smile

The Part 12

The young maid gasped although somewhat astonished. "This is the end of the 15th century, 1599, Miss."

Instantly, the look on Eien's face changed, his smile slowly receding as he looked up at Ernest's room on the first floor of the right part of the castle. The man was standing there watching them. Sadness and loneliness reflected in Adela's brown iris when she saw him staring at Eien. While the young lady replied with tears that for some time had been rolling quietly on the cheeks. "I .. have been asleep that long." Of course that explained Ernest's sentence earlier. It turned out that time had passed unnoticed, without having had time to understand what it was

which was missing from him.

What exactly happened between the two of them? Such questions kept rolling in Adela's mind. At least he wanted to understand, for throughout his vision, his master did not have the slightest bit of hatred for this woman. But on the contrary, the mysterious miss harbored deep pain and anger on her master. He was eager to ask, but his throat always felt blocked if his lips had started to open. In the end he even asked about someone whose name had been mentioned. "If I'm pleased, may I find out who Mr. Lyonis was whose name Miss mentioned?"

Eien then turned to look blankly at the curious face of his young servant who was smiling shyly and clumsy. But he smiled back softly to understand that there was nothing to cover about it. "He is .. my lover."

How come? Adela's breath was stifled thinking of the complexity of the woman's sorrowful subdued answer. His eyebrows must have now swooped sharply a sign of how hard he thought. "Love?" This graceful lady had not answered, but rather moved towards the chairlift. His steps were rhythmic, his breathing seemed to flow

like soft music, and look at its light, goose-feather movements. Adela to the point of pounding watched her who felt like she did not represent a human being. I don't know what the creature is, but it's too beautiful.

"Look at the stars, Adela. Flashing, shining and maybe even receding imprudently. Sometimes the clouds

white or black come in the way, maybe another day it goes with the moon. Like an erratic round of life, I too was in that vortex. It's just that I've lost my way, trapped in a black hole where no one can save me but myself." A little turned around found his servant who was confused, causing a smile until his eyes narrowed to understand. "Over the day we must have drowned you in the lake of question marks."

"Sorry, Nonaaa," he nodded regretfully. Moreover, no one was willing to explain the situation within

this castle to him, it is natural that he is like a person who is lost in the labyrinth.

White fingers gently sweep the backrest of the chair hanging. At a glance Eien was still thinking about other things while trying to occupy a chair that seemed frail but turned out to be quite strong. The blue iris rolled down onto the yellowish green grass, transfixed as if the color had drowned it. Adela quickly stood behind the chair and pushed slowly and made the chair swing slowly. The sensation of chair pulling movement

eien's consciousness is back. "I can confirm the fear in both the windows of your beautiful heart and the uncomfortable attitude of your body near me."

Adela shook her head awkwardly. "Bu-not that, Miss. It's just, it's just .. This is too weird for a stupid waitress like me."

The little lips laughed lightly, of course slightly covering it with the tip of a finger. "That's not true. You're a smart girl, Adela." His praise made the waiter blush. Wiped carefully the almost dry circles on his cheeks for not wanting to ruin the labor of his servant who had been trying to comfort. "If I were you, my reaction would make no difference." His eyelids slightly decreased accompanied by a line of lips that are increasingly flat. "Even I feel the same fear you feel for myself." Eien knows

it's true what he's talking about. This body is a mass that has time limitations. If the owner of the castle is not compassionate, he may be trapped in a decaying body forever, or he may transfer his soul to another new body. This is really forbidden magic, how do I get rid of all this?

Adela was stunned by how sad her tone was. "Missyoo."

"That's right. I don't know what I'm really. I am not a puppet nor a human being" he said.

Adela who gasped immediately circled the chair to face him. The words of this nobleman are very true. However, he did not want a creature as beautiful as this to look down on him. Mr. Hornest has taken pains with everything, such as a collection of clothes, jewelry, makeup and all kinds that a woman needs to look charming. All these things are not easy things to get. Everyone would definitely argue that the man pampered him greatly if he saw what he had provided. It was definitely because his master did not want his nona to grieve over the flaws in his body. Adela understood that. "But in my opinion, Miss is a very beautiful creature. Really, Miss. I even thought that Miss is not human. It's possible that Mr. Hornest has managed to capture an angel from the sky. Although it feels impossible, I want to believe it," he said sincerely.

Hearing her those sweet lips curled back, not because of her praise, but rather how pure the way this girl thought. Honestly, Eien likes this human. "If only all men were like you, there would be no need for blood to be spilled just for the sake of defending the land, the treasures and the jewel hat on the head."

Adela shakes her head in shame. "No, Miss. The world wouldn't be interesting if all humans were like me - this boring one." Eien gave a small laugh until his eyes narrowed. Adela was stunned to see the expression that had faded away the sadness, her heart like being subdued by that beautiful smile. But not because he was fascinated, but how easily the lady smiled from his heart. His shady views were fixated long on the iras of his employer. It is like a clear glass box, where only a glittering light dwells in it. Tuhaaaan, she is a very beautiful woman, she whispered inwardly. For the first time in his life he felt like he was in love with this creature. Whatever that means.

"Thank you, Adela." The waiter blushed again. Then Eien remembered the words he heard when he first saw this girl. "You haven't answered my question."

Adela's forehead is wrinkled. "Sorry, Miss?"

Eien looked up at the sky, looking at the clouds that were walking over the moon's face. "The reason is what makes you think that I'm a lucky woman" he repeated. Especially with his current state, he was unable to find the location of his luck. Where he had to live in this kind of limitation along with the unknown nobility.

because I was talking so easily.

"What makes me lucky to get Hornest's attention?"

"It ... I .. I feel Mr. Hornest is very kind to Miss."

The answer was greeted with a light breath. "I don't even know him."

Adela was stunned for a moment. "But how can Miss stay with you? Isn't Miss her family?" This is confusing, especially when the nonanya shakes weakly initiating the answer.

"I ... met him the first time on my wedding day."

A wedding? No doubt Adela's forehead wrinkles are increasing. At least he had to be patient not to ask questions, waiting for his nonanya to tell him further.

"Really, I really don't know him." Eien fell silent as he stroked his left chest. Flavors

pain in his head. Unpleasant memories regarding this young girl's employer.

"What's going on, Miss?" fishing rod Adela curious.

Eien vaguely saw the shadow of the event in his vision, trying to translate it in sentences. "It happened on my wedding day .. I walked towards the altar, wearing a very beautiful dress. I can still remember the smell of roses being a decorator. Then at the side of the altar, the groom had been waiting with the most charming smile I had never seen in my entire life. Bizarrely. I don't know who my bride is either. Really, it makes me feel so surprised

hitherto. But at that moment I tried not to think too much about it. While we were at the altar, before our vows were uttered, Hornest suddenly came and did something to me.

it's gruesome. I heard a screaming voice echoing. Then my gaze darkened and after that I could not remember anything anymore." Breath restrained. "It feels like there are too many holes in my head. There are many things I cannot remember well. Like a chain of empty memories in between." Holding his forehead which hurts a little. "What's wrong with me, Adelaaaa? What's up?"

The waiter gasped. "Miss should rest. Miss's face looks pale," he persuaded.

This time Eien simply nodded and did not refute. He stood up from the chair where Adela's hand helped hold his fingers.

Meanwhile Ernest was still fixated on seeing Eien's shadow with Adela disappearing into the mansion's door. Behind her body, William bent his body. "Today, neither did she drink it, sir."

Ernest agreed because he had predicted it would happen. "In the near future I'll have a banquet party to socialize with the nobles. So prepare everything .. and tomorrow night the noble queen invited me to a dinner as a sign of welcome. I need you to make sure Selia drinks it, if you need to force it. How to do it." Murat emergency

crammed in its face. However, Eien must drink the cursed blood to survive, while tomorrow he will not be in the castle. That great risk he could only trust William.

"I understand, Sir. However, was it not too risky to invite the nobles to come over

hurry to the castle?" Their unstable condition became the main reason for William's anxiety, especially he himself did not know until when to settle in England.

The black iris that held a million mysteries was closed for a moment weighing her servant's questions, but she had a good reason. "Not socializing will lead to suspicion. I want to avoid that kind of thing.

Sooner or later, they will find out about this hiding place. They won't be able to do anything as long as I'm alive, and as long as your highness princess is still inside this castle."

Next to William's eyebrows raised. If that was the consideration of his master then he did not want to protest anymore. "All right, sir."