Chapter 44: Tell no lies
As it was typical for Arabella, she set aside the dirty dinner dishes while the untouched ones were left on a different side.
Heart threatening to sink, it merely hung in place by a thin thread as her mind swarmed with thoughts and questions pertaining to her near future visit to Silas.
Lady Persephone had assured her that her body could withstand feeding twice a week, but could it handle more than that? Though what say did she truly have in the matter? Was refusing even an option available to her?
That night, Arabella waited for no one to escort her and instead walked there on her own. Her knees seemed to carry her weight better than the first time she'd ventured towards Silas' room while the swaying shadows upon every surface no longer conveyed warnings of doom.
Right as Arabella was about to turn the last corner to the hallway leading to her destination, a humanoid figure suddenly popped in front of her from behind the wall, coming so close their bodies only nearly avoided collusion.
Immediately, both women stiffened into a standing position, drawing sharp breaths out of sheer surprise.
The look of shock quickly faded however, when each realized who the other person facing them was.
Edna's eyes narrowed; lips clasping shut to further lock her hardening features in place earning her demeanor a crumpled glare.
A glare that only lived to haunt Arabella who'd averted her eyes away from the maid, knowing full well the blond would never leave her be without some sort of name calling or vitriol.