Chapter 196: Am I not a fool?
Melody harbored a suspicion that Izaak was deliberately preventing her from working to the full extent of her agreed-upon monthly payment. "Should I bring this up with the prince?" she pondered aloud, her voice barely more than a whisper.
Yet, in the very next moment, she dismissed the thought, letting it evaporate like morning mist. As Melody dusted the shelves and meticulously arranged the books, scrolls, and parchments back in their rightful places, she found herself puzzled by Izaak’s unexpected benevolence towards her.
Once she had completed her tasks in the study, Melody made her way to the drawing room. There, she encountered Zerah, who was in the midst of delegating tasks to a handful of servants.
"Melody, have you completed your tasks?" Zerah inquired. Upon receiving her affirmative nod, he promptly placed a black cloak into her hands. "Take this to the dressing chamber. His Highness requires it," he stated with an air of authority.
Melody was quick to carry out her duty. She entered the dressing chamber with a spring in her step.
However, her brisk pace came to an unexpected halt when she caught sight of Izaak, clad only in a thin robe. His hair was wet and slicked back, a clear indication that he had just emerged from his bath. The sight left her momentarily astounded.
Izaak sensed her presence and pivoted to face her. "Melody!" His voice rang out, effectively snapping her out of her daze. She promptly lowered her gaze, acutely aware of the stature of the individual standing before her.
"Zerah sent you to assist me with my attire," he mused. "Please expedite the process. I am running late for an important meeting with the vampire council," Izaak directed, his tone laced with urgency.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Melody responded, her voice filled with respect. However, a sense of uncertainty clouded her mind. She rubbed her temple, trying to make sense of the unfamiliar task at hand. This was a duty she had never performed before.