Chapter 786. Something Is Wrong
It had been a few days since Madeline and Ferguson moved into the castle. Things were going smoothly, and Mauve wasn’t particularly worried about them getting along with vampires. There had been no complaints, and even though they didn’t seem to be more comfortable, they weren’t worse off.
Ferguson made sure to check on her daily, sometimes with Madeline present, other times with just Jael. Jael didn’t let her see Ferguson alone, even though he had to deal with several different issues.
Madeline, fortunately, or unfortunately, had her hands full with Lady Marceline, who bombarded her with questions and summoned her to her room at the slightest whim. She was always asking Madeline questions—most of which she had already heard the answers to—and the delight she took in quizzing Madeline was clear for all to see.
Madeline always looked at Mauve with pleading eyes whenever she caught the two together, but Mauve never tried to free her from Lady Marceline’s clutches. Besides, it wasn’t like she could if she tried. Lady Marceline would always do whatever she wanted.
This was the exact situation that was currently happening during the last meal. Madeline and Ferguson had adjusted to the sleeping patterns of vampires to some extent. Ferguson still had a hard time, and Mauve had gotten reports of him taking naps occasionally, but Madeline seemed to be faring fine—aside from the fact that Lady Marceline was constantly breathing down her neck.
"For a human, you’re doing fairly well," Lady Marceline praised in the backhanded manner she usually would.
"Thank y-you," Madeline’s voice was steadier now, but it sounded a bit hoarse, likely from talking so much.
Lady Marceline nodded as though she had just said the best thing ever. "As much as I still worry that you might be lacking, you’re not bad and my grand niece or nephew might just be in good hands."
Mauve tried to keep her gaze straight. As much as she cared about Madeline, she didn’t want to be dragged into the matter—it was nice to have Lady Marceline’s attention on someone else for once. She no longer asked Mauve questions except when they related to how she felt presently. Every other question was directed at Madeline.