591 Sharing meal- Part 3

Since Lucy had stepped into the quiet side of the castle, Theodore had stopped sucking the blood from the maid. Before he could say anything, Theodore heard a loud growl coming from Lucy's stomach, "I believe you are more hungry than I am, milady. Would you like to take a sip or more?" he offered her. 

The smell of blood was heavy in this place, and it invaded her senses. She quickly shook her head, "I-I cannot. I have never killed someone for blood," she confessed to Theodore. 

"You don't have to kill her because I already did that," said Theodore. Lucy was a vampiress with the purest soul and heart, almost like she was an angel's child, while Theodore was a demon. His words and the smell of blood that wafted near her nose tried to sway her, but she tried to hold her ground. 

"It is wrong," said Lucy, taking a step back and seeing the lifeless looking maids. "Grandmother is not going to take it well once she finds out what you did to her two maids. Please hide them."

Theodore found it funny that Lucy was against killing, yet she told him to hide the body so that he wouldn't get caught along with Calhoun. 

"How is your foot?" Theodore's question surprised her, and Lucy quickly tried to hide her feet behind her skirt. "I saw you get stung by the bee," he added. 

And here, she thought no one had noticed it. She brought her bare foot ahead to show it to him and said, "It feels like I wrapped it up with a cloth. It will get better by tomorrow." 

She stood there in front of Theodore, awkwardly in silence. One part of her was hungry, and she could feel her gums ache because her fangs wanted to sink into the maid's neck and drink blood from her. While the other part of her held onto her morals that her parents didn't teach but was taught by Ruby. 

"It isn't bad, you know…" said Theodore, bringing the young vampiress' attention back to him, "The maid is dead, and you might as well share it with me else I will finish the blood myself. If it makes you feel better, why don't you remember the time when the maid did something against you? I am sure there will be something," whispered the demon. 

Pursing her lips with her stomach rumbling and her throat feeling dry, she slowly took a step to where Theodore stood. Theodore angled the maid for Lucy, and the sight of the blood was enough to entice her. Moving closer, she bent down with her mouth open, and she finally sunk her fangs into the maid's neck. 

Lucy didn't know she was this hungry, but it burst into flavours when the blood touched her tongue, making her suck the blood faster. Being the princess, she never needed to sink her fangs into someone, and this was her first time. It was tastier than what she was offered in the glass.

"Thank you," Lucy thanked Theodore, and he gave her a nod.

"You are most welcome, milady. Why don't you go back to your room, and like you said, I will hide this one somewhere safe so she can rest in peace," he patted the maid's arm. 

Lucy nodded her head, and she saw Theodore start to walk away from there. Before he could disappear, she called him, "Wait!" 

Theodore wondered why Lucy had stopped him, and she came to where he was, whispering to him, "There's a forest that comes behind the castle, and you will find a big tree with hanging branches. Not many go there."

For someone innocent, she sure knew places where to dig the bodies, thought Theodore to himself.

"I will keep that in mind," Theodore bowed his head and left. 

Lucy's stomach had stopped rumbling, and she decided to meet the governess who had come to the castle. Familiar with the castle and its corridors, Lucy made her way to the guest rooms. She was about to knock on the door, but she noticed the door was left slightly ajar. She heard a pair of voices speaking to each other in a hushed tone, and Lucy recognized one of them to be her mother's voice. What was she doing here at this hour of the night? 

"Are you sure about it, milady?" asked a woman, whom Lucy believed it to be of the governess. 

"Yes," replied her mother, "My daughter is naive, and I would prefer you to spend your time educating her than wasting away her time on useless things. Her maids will be changed so that they wouldn't hinder her learning, and you will solely be responsible for her proper etiquette. Don't bother me with silly things; if you feel the need to punish her, you can do it."

"Yes, milady. I will keep that in mind," replied the governess. "I will make sure to get her ready for marriage in less than two months."

"I look forward to it. She isn't a boy, which is why she cannot get the throne, but at least she can be useful in the better of Devon," stated her mother, and Lucy felt her heart drop. 

She could feel the distant emotions in her mother's voice when it came to her feelings towards her very own daughter. 

When she heard the footsteps approach towards the door, Lucy quickly stepped away from the door to hide behind a large pillar until her mother had left the corridor and the governess had closed the door of her room.

Lucy had often tried to ignore it and looked at the brighter side in everything, but there were times when it was too much for her to handle.