Chapter 37: Feed me (1/2)
A loud knock sounded through my room like a soft bell before a tender shove of my body caused me to open my weary eyes. With the moon still high in the midnight skies, mother gazed at me with pride.
”Mother? What's wrong?” I probed weakly as my bed kept beckoning my name.
”You have a guest; I am so proud of my son,” She stated, her eyes glimmering with an odd excitement.
Gripping my shoulder, she ruthlessly dragged me from my bed towards the manor entrance. My sleep was all but ruin as I groaned, cursing the day of my birth.
However, an astonishing expression masked my face as a deep set of amethyst eyes stared at me. My mouth dropped as Mother hugged me between her arms, ”Is there something going on with you and Yura. Oh MY GOD!!!! TELL MAMA EVERYTHING,” she murmured
Like an excited young teenager, mother beamed, shivering with childlike wonder to my dismay. With a stern gaze, Yura marched forward, ”I ran away,” she simply told without a trace of emotion.
”...”
”...”
”...”
...I didn't know how to even respond to this. However, mother immediately nodded, gripping her by the arm with hope, ”Than you shall stay with us, I'm sure Arsène will be more than happy to shelter such a wonderful girl...Isn't that right, Sène?”
Shaking my head immediately, I deny that request right away. This was not a charity. I don't house people that run away. I eat them, this is not a shelter for the homeless. Damn it, Mother!
”Yura, I can send you to a prestigious hotel in pendragon to stay...”
Cutting me off, Yura shook with defiance, ”No! I want you to feed me.” she demanded, her gaze cold yet hiding something unusual beneath.
Mother's eyes shot up, glimmering as she gossiped to herself, ”My baby, can cook? Grey did mention that you fed the young lady within the Forest of Serien. Arsène, you must take responsibility,” She demanded with an unforgiving expression.
What responsibility?... I just made fucking dinner. This doesn't make any sense. What the hell is going on? In the name of the Dark Lord Bael, what the hell is happening?
”Mother,” I spoke patently, trying to remain calm, ”She is a royal. It will no be appropriate for her to remain here.”
Sneering, mother rolled her eyes, ”What does that have to do with anything, fuck the king, fuck the royals.” She bellowed with disgust, dragging Yura into the Snow Estate with a content expression.
Imaginary tears streamed from my eyes as I looked down. Damn, all the gods to hell, why is this happening to me? DAMN ALL OF YOU!!!
With a slight laugh, I saw Grey appear, ”Now this is interesting,” he said, eyeing Yura's fading figure.
”Why did you let this happen? It's bad enough you had me go to school. Now I have to monitor a soul bender as well.” I said with a whimper.
Grey smirked in disdain, ”Did you think I did notice you using my bottle of wine during the Forest of Serien. Think of this as your punishment.” He said, chuckling with a triumphant grin.
Watching Grey fade away, I cried pitifully, following behind mother, as she spoke excitedly towards Yura, who was surprisingly chatty with her. My nightmare only became more real when Mother placed her resting chamber right next to mine.