Bloody Rossie: Tears Of Vampires

14. Blood Glass

The Part 14

Resting for less than four hours was enough for Adela who was used to working hard. His body is thin but his stamina is not inferior to the porters of goods at the dock. Hence not many men dared to approach him, perhaps even none. Are those men willing to bear the burden that is on his shoulders? Looks like flirting with a lonely lady is more interesting, isn't it? Well, at least Adela was spared from the selfish men. He was sure that one day God would meet the right man, so there was no need to force himself. Her new job is more fun than attracting men. So there is no time to think about men, because he is currently decorating his nona which is still in the form of a doll. The soft pink color perfectly polished on her tiny lips. Brush strokes running so soft and careful, Adela to bend to maintain accuracy.

Green silk dress leaves are an option for the lady. His fingers shrewdly knit Eien's hair into one and made a large conch house loop under matching colored ribbon ties. The bundle was draped past his shoulder to his chest. Emerald-eyed necklaces and earrings are perfect for this dress. Same colored shoes are also available. From her non-stature, Adela could have thought that they were the same age. Ah, missaaa. Why did your fate become like this?

Coinciding with the sinking of the western horizon, Eien was freed from the shackles of dreams. His attention was fixed on him in the mirror, then a sweet smile looked at Adela who was standing behind him through the reflection. "Thank you." The waiter blushed happily, but his look changed when Eien was weakly bowed. His energy seemed to be lost somewhere, eroding his life spirit tonight.

The change in his expression definitely caught the attention of the waiter, especially when Eien's face paled. "Is something wrong, Miss? You look paler than before," he asked anxiously. That's right, even Adela's makeup can't cover it all up. On the other hand Eien shook his head little to say that he was fine. How can Adela agree if this woman's movement seems careless? He has to do something. "No. I'd better tell you for your good." While her arms were weakly restrained, Adela could feel a gentle trembling in her skin. Her fingers were trembling. This strengthened his resolve to complain.

"Don't tell Hornest" Eien pleaded.

"In my opinion, you should know the condition of Miss who is not well," her ring disagreed. Her fingers were removed and out of the room.

"Youraaa!" Eien rushed after, but Adela ran faster due to not wearing troublesome clothes. This hallway felt elongated and swayed, although Eien's vision was a little blurry still forced himself, only a few steps had made his breathing shorten.

Adela, who had gone down the stairs, found her master standing at the main door with William. It seems like he is going somewhere.

"Has the chariot prepared?" ernest asked as he put white gloves on his left finger which William answered with a polite nod. His attention was shifted to the sound of foot beats on the stairs. There Adela seemed to rush down and behind her was Eien who was trying to catch up. Are they playing with cats or what? But Adela's expression was not joking with her nona. If you think there must be something urgent that you want to talk about. He prepared while Adela was on the last step. "What's up, Adela?" ask a little wonder.

The white formal coat his master wore looked stunning. Ruby cross embedded in the middle of the collar adds an elegant impression. Adela could not stop being fascinated by her figure, especially when her beautiful eyes moved her dark irises to her, just for a moment as if it was able to stop her heartbeat. "No-nonaaa." He tried to tell, but was too nervous, his cheeks became heated.

His gaze toward Eien who stepped down the stairs tried to prevent Adela from speaking further. Ernest's attention was focused on the pale face of his lover, instinctively he was moved towards Eien who stopped the step on the last rung. When facing off, their height was almost level, without a doubt Ernest's bare right hand was raised touching his cheek. When it's like this it feels so

it is very hard to leave, because giving up supervision to him is a recklessness. But he had to go to the queen. His firm eyebrows wrinkled with worry. "Are you okay?"

A gentle touch on her cheek could cause Eien to bow nervously. "You're going?"

Ernest's faint smile was again visible. "The queen invited me tonight."

The queen? Also true. He must definitely socialize with the local nobles. Actually it was a pattern for his people, just why this man did not hide himself in a cave in the deepest forest rather than having to trouble himself like this. What exactly is he planning? However, Eien did not want to think too much about his current affairs. "Are you going to let me into the garden?"

"I fear I cannot do it if you are this pale" said Ernest, but softly.

"I'm fine," argued Eien weakly.

Drawn his hand for not intending to pass the will of his captive. "Adela, take Miss back to her room." The servant swiftly approached his nona, while Eien's face immediately lifted looking at him with an expression that said that he had acted unfairly. But all of that he responded with a gentle smile. "Tomorrow at night you can go to the park."

"What if you drink it? I'll let it go to the park after," cut Ernest into trying to make a deal.

Eien's eyes widened, looking surprised mixed with anger. But her disappointed face was diverted to cover her blue iris that was shaking to cry. "Squeaky." After saying the painful thing he turned up the stairs to return to the room.

Ernest closed his eyes for a moment to hear the blasphemy. He shut up and accepted it. Adela could see that this man did not want to leave, that his master always wanted to be by Eien's side. After taking a deep breath, Ernest opened his eyes and looked seriously at Adela. "I want you to persuade Selia to drink it, otherwise. I can confirm that." Seen his servant immediately gave a nod of understanding, at least he became relieved. He then put a glove on his right hand. "I'm leaving, William. Maybe until midnight we'll be back." After the butler understood Ernest immediately walked towards the main door where William opened the door for him.

Adela could only look at her employer's concerned shoulder, which looked so sad that the door was closed. There were so many burdens hanging on his shoulders, as if the weight of those burdens would not decrease, but rather increase with the steps of time. Adela knows because she is also a warrior. Only, he did not know what his master was fighting for.

Not long after he decided to return to Eien's room, of course, with a tray with a glass filled with blood. It was hard for him to do this, but his master had warned him not to be negligent. There, she was sitting on the sofa. His eyes were glued to the floor with cheeks that had been wet. For a moment, Adela was restrained by watching the circle of tears that fell. In his heart he was so sorry for her. After taking a deep breath, Eien slowly approached so as not to be surprised and angry like last night. "Nonaaa," he called. "It's time you drank - here."

Eien glanced at the glass, then shook his head. "I don't want to," she refused.

"Come on, Missaaa." Grasped the glass and extended it towards Eien. "Miss must drink it for the good of Miss." The tone is a little pushy.

Gently pushed the glass away. "Please, don't persuade me to drink it."

Adela caught his hand. "Please, Missaa." This time he forced to accept the glass in which Eien shook his head while pushing it. But the waiter pushed back again. Pushing the glasses on, Eien persisted with his stance and Adela insisted not to give up. In the end, the glass was tucked from Adela's hand and fell on Eien's lap. The thing that became a problem slid to the floor with the contents that had been empty, the blood was absorbed in the silk cloth of Eien's dress. The stunned Adela was convinced that she would be angry with him. "Sorry, Missaaa! Sa-saya-" Her hands shook as she took out her own selampai to wipe the blood on the dress.

For a moment Eien's attention was glued to the color of the blood, its sweet smell stirring up his hunger, and,

but he cannot be tempted. Eien chose to smile at his servant so that he was calmer. "It's okay, Adela."

"But the nodes will definitely be difficult to remove!" The panicked looking waiter turned towards the closet. "I'll get you a new dress, miss," she suggested nervously. How could he commit such recklessness? Oh my God, I'm really stupid, lost in my heart.

Eien fell leaning against the sofa, his chest felt tight, his strength was as unbearable as water absorbed by dry foam. The wire, the weather's getting blurry. "I just want to sleep" he said. A cold sweat started flowing from his forehead. Never had he felt this sick before, the part of his heart twitched strangely where the flow of energy swirled chaotically there.

"Well, Miss!" Quickly and carefully Adela helps Eien swap dresses. His fingers were slightly trembling, afraid that this woman would break if he was too rough. The model of a thin white-strap summer nightgown looks right on her slim nona body. After unraveling all the ornaments and braids of Eien's hair, Adela helped her frail body into bed.

"Thank you, Adela." He also tried to rest so that his condition improved even though he did not expect much because his instinct said that something was wrong with his body.

"Rest, Miss." Finished making sure it was comfortable, Adela intended to wash the blood-stained dress earlier. He brought the dress out, as he went down the stairs he passed William who would check his duties. The old man could guess what had happened. Even the girl was bowed down because she could not cover up the guilt. "I-I'm sorry."

William sighed in understanding as this girl was still - recently working here. Handling the lady is not easy. "Give me that dress." The dress was handed to her, then William reached into the pocket of the suit to take the key and give it to Adela. "You know where it is, don't you? I taught you that."

It was the key to the cooling room where there was a blood supply bottle. It seems that calmness is a true luxury for the lady. With a heavy heart Adela nodded weakly then walked towards the kitchen and left a trace of uneasiness.