62 Guilty heart- Part 2 (1/2)
Reaching back at the Rune's mansion, Warren stayed for an hour to talk with his cousin before departing to the Lawson's residence. Heidi, having no appetite to eat, politely told the head butler that she wouldn't be able to join the table for dinner and would prefer to go to bed early as she was tired. Being invited by one of Lady Venetia's close relative and trying to make sure she didn't do or say anything to offend anyone, she had stayed quiet while tagging with Warren the entire time. Back at Woville she wished to have a life where she could live like the higher society of ladies but now she realized how wrong her thoughts were. It was exhausting to travel, meet and greet people every single or alternate day of the week. It was a mundane process.
Turning to the left side of her bed where she could see the sky, she breathed softly. Pulling the blanket up to her neck she closed her eyes in hope of sleeping off the exhaustion but she couldn't. Heidi could't get rid of the image she had seen at the Meyers mansion. The stench of blood and the human body that had only begun to decompose, giving it a rotten smell. It brought uncomfortable memories which was hidden deep in her mind. Even in this quiet night, she could hear the woman's cry echoing in her head as her the guardsman pulled the woman's hair before pluming it against the walls. The voice got louder and louder until Heidi opened her eyes wide to stop the images that were trying to surface.
Why would someone kill a person so gruesomely to the point where no one could recognize the person's face. Was it to inflict fear? But why? thought Heidi, sitting up on her bed. And who was the boy Lord Nicholas had mentioned before leaving the Meyers mansion. The council members had involved with themselves in the case but Nicholas did his own work in the backend. Rhys Meyers was a dear friend of Lord Nicholas and with that note, the lord had sent his dogs like wolves which were trained to pick up scent so that the culprit could be caught while also standing as guard.
Leaning forward towards the night stand, she stretched her arm to pick the glass of water. Before she could take a sip, her eyes fell outside the closed windows of her room where the curtains had been drawn back. At first she saw nothing; the leaves rustling in the wind until something or someone moved in the shadow, she felt her heart leap out of her throat. Scrambling away from her bed, she held her breath while trying to see if someone was really out there. Gulping and taking a brave step forward she continued to walk to stand in front of the closed window. Finding nothing out there she drew the curtains close. There was nothing to be afraid of, Heidi told herself. With the servants, the butler and the lord in the mansion she had nothing to be worried about.
The following nights turned out to be the same, with the murder mystery which was unsolved and the day of her engagement approaching close, Heidi felt herself to be restless. As unwilling her heart was on getting engaged to Warren who was not who held her heart, she still went through the process of getting things ready for their wedding-clothes, jewelry. No matter how much she had tried to turn things around it seemed to be useless.
Every time she caught sight of the lord, her heart would soar and fly, trying to go to him and she found it hard to hold back her growing feelings for him. She found it to be ridiculous. Out of all the men, she had fallen for one whom she shouldn't have and couldn't dare to dream of, yet she did. Understanding that it wasn't something that could vanish overnight, she indulged herself in the sweet and prickly pain. Telling herself that her feelings would eventually change like the seasons.
”I am dropping from the game,” lady Margery spoke next to Venetia, closing her cards to place it on the table.
”That is very quick, Margery. Looks like this game is going to be mine,” Venetia chuckled, drawing a card from the pack and replacing it with the one she didn't want.
”Looks like it,” replied lady Margery.
Heidi had been called to one of Warren's uncle house along with Venetia and the others to spend time by playing a pack of card called rum. She was happy for the existence of cards as she wouldn't have known what to do if she had to sit through another meeting with only listening to peopleboast about themselves.
”What about you Heidi? You haven't dropped your card yet. I hope you aren't dropping the game too,” Agnes, who was a third cousin to Warren and Lord Nicholas said sitting across her. She was a vampire like her parents who were normal vampires. She appeared to be in her early thirties, her red wavy hair tied up into a high pony which cascaded down her shoulder to go past her hips.