Bloody Rossie: Tears Of Vampires

22. Banquet Preparation

The Part 22

The day goes on leaving meaningless stories behind. The shahdu of the rose blown by the wind danced rhythmically to spread the sweet fragrance carried by the air. The gloomy night that changed did not change much as the day where Adela first became part of this castle. Mysteries have not yet been solved in order to open the veil of truth. The riddle of the lady is not easily broken just by guessing and observing.

During that time, Eien spent the night sitting quietly in the hanging chair of the castle courtyard. Swinging enjoyed the soft moonlight peering out from behind the thin clouds. Sometimes his servant tells the history of London or nobles with famous stories, even the issues that are circulating in the city did not escape he told so that Eien did not feel bored let alone alienated.

The lady's warm smile always heard Adela's story, whether the story was fun, sad, or even scary. To be honest, the story is actually not very interesting to hear. But that was all he could give so that depression would not spoil the almost dim light.

Since the last conversation between the two masters, Adela nevermind ever saw Ernest disturb his calm as if his nonanya like a deep lake water, a little splash then the surface will ripple. Therefore, his master continued to confine himself in the workspace, no matter what he was doing there, Adela did not dare to disturb. And tonight, his nona did not look at the sky, but continued to be silent, stunned by the grass as if immersed in a strange thought, though occasionally he looked at the gate.

Adela gasped when suddenly Eien's eyes hit her directly.

"Sok night is the day of the banquet. I hope the nobles have no trouble reaching this castle, "no.

"Eh? Te-certain, Miss. Although secluded, there is a rough road that a horse-drawn carriage can take. That road split the forest before it reached this hill."

"Horse train? Can't imagine how many vehicles will fill this page."

Eh? Adela doesn't understand why she's worried about the little things she thinks aren't important to think about. He should have thought about how his first debut would be tomorrow night. Let alone thinking about his first appearance or what topic will be discussed, the signs of nervousness alone are not detected. And the strangest thing was her unusual smile. A smile that seemed to be piercing full of intent. "I think the castle grounds are wide enough to accommodate all the invitations of the chariots" Adela replied.

"Right, you're right, Adela. I hope so too."

***

The next day Adela no longer needed to ask William's permission to leave the castle after he told her about his sick mother and her two younger siblings in addition to reminding her to return soon. After finishing taking care of her family's needs, this afternoon Adela also went to the shopping center to find a dress that will be worn on the night of the banquet.

There are many options in a boutique. The dresses were so beautiful that they made Adela's eyes glaze over in amazement. Never imagined by him that he would stand in a boutique that is usually visited by the ladies, not as an escort who will bring their groceries but rather become a customer. It's like a dream.

He should not be too long lulled in this momentary dream, because maybe this is the first and the last he was here. Once he found a suitable taste, he immediately returned to the castle because he was reluctant to miss helping cook and decorate the room for the party. Her spirit flared up as she intended to make her nona look as the most radiant woman in the banquet tonight.

Arriving at the castle he was a bit surprised because there was still no preparatory activities that occurred. Usually in the early hours of the morning the waiters are busy cleaning the room as well as decorating it, the chefs will also be very busy berjibaku with various kinds of food and snacks in the kitchen. Such was the story heard from his neighbor while working within the castle of a noble in the capital. Besides, orders for party needs were delivered yesterday afternoon.

Adela rushed towards the kitchen, a little astonished as there was no activity there. The kitchen is empty. Even the male servants he had seen seemed to be mere delusions. Where are they? Even though dusk is almost over .. and the invitation will come after the sun is driven away. Was the banquet canceled? While being pensive on his own, from behind William came to rebuke him.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course not."

"But the ballroom still looked gloomy and there was no food of any kind that seemed to be served." The girl was getting clueless, but tried to smile for this oddity. "I can help with cooking if I'm allowed to." All he got was the stiff smile of the butler.

"You'd better do your job. Make up the lady as graceful as possible. The dress was prepared on the bed, Mr. Hornest himself chose it."

A command that seemed to want to keep him away from the kitchen. But that's okay, the task is to be a personal servant. His face hinted in no dispute. "Alright," he replied, pleading with himself.

The trace of the girl's departure was followed by a sigh of relief William. His nature that is always curious and asks a lot turns out to be quite troublesome.

In her nona room, Adela saw the body of the doll still lying on the bed. Not far from him was draped in a red dress like blood scattered on the bed, reminiscent of the events of the night. But a hoard of adhering rose sequins covers the entire dress skirt getting rid of any bad memories. "God! What a beautiful dress!" amazes. Ogled by the iron that is still closed then imagined how the dinner tonight will take place. Adela's chest is amazing, can't wait to immediately make the doll become the main star of the nobles of the capital. "Oh, God! I'm getting excited!"

Over time the sky had darkened, and the sun ventured into other regions, Adela's task had been fully completed. The doll transformed into a beautiful woman, the image of her face reflected in the mirror.

From the drooping position Eien stiffened the body. Kala looked at herself in the mirror she was impressed by the red dress she wore was so harmonious with rubies wrapped around the neck, plus the awesome makeup Adela did. "Red .. This color will make me the center of attention."

"certain, Miss. This is Miss Selia's first London debut as a lady, no other guest should steal Miss's special night. Therefore, this dress was handpicked by Mr. Hornest."

The face in the mirror was smiling meaningfully. First debut? Eien recalls his debut at the palace when he was even a hundred years old, and the first man to dance with him was his teacher, Leon. Why hasn't the teacher picked me up here? Did Hornest put a pentagram in the form of a veil that blocks the teacher's vision? If so, then I have no other choice. I have to get out of this castle on my own. The face of his service changed with a smile like in trouble, it seemed he looked at him for too long without a word. "The lip-lightening color is in harmony with this dress. And you're very good at makeup, Adela," she said.

Adela was happy to get the compliment, just that the unrest had not gone away. His expression was not as usual. "I'm just doing what I can, Miss. Not much because basically Miss is already too .. beautiful! And my goal has been achieved tonight. I'm sure Miss will be the most enchanting and charming woman of all guests" he exclaimed.

Eien laughed a little. "Oh, then congratulations Adela. You succeed. Just, why does it have to be like that?"

"Of course, Mr. Hornest's attention should not turn to other ladies" he replied innocently.

Eien's little laugh came to a halt with his face turning red. "Maybe you're right" he sighed nervously. Remembering the man, his blue eyes looked so deeply at Adela who gasped. "Adela, can you help me?"

Word for word flow though sometimes faltered because of doubt, Adela tilted her face, her forehead wrinkled deeper when she heard her rather unreasonable request. It did not feel like the comb in his grasp fell to the floor. The words spoken by the little lips can shake his sanity. "Mimonaaaa!"

"You have to help me. Kumohoo-oon!" pinta Eien grabbed Adela's fingers.

"But-but, Miss?!"