Chapter 108: In fits of rage
As was tradition, Edna stomped across the hallways, basket in hand, from room to room, begrudgingly picking the entertainers’ dirty laundry that was left for that purpose by each door.
Once and again, she would throw a glance at the protected beds inside the shaded rooms. Despite the fact that each room harbored three vampires, Edna still envied their treatment. Well, not the sharing part, but their sleeping quarters were much nicer than the maids’ chambers.
From a very early age, she’d dreamed of sleeping on a queen size bed. One of those garnished with crisp white satin sheets, but she never had that...
When Edna first became the Master’s blood provider, she hoped that with time and good behavior, the Lady would have granted her every wish and made her dreams come true.
For that she remained patient and always did everything as told. Her desires came so close within reach, at her fingertips even.
But then... Without any warning, it all came crashing down on her head when that... precious little princesse decided her own sheets weren’t cozy enough and she had to come there and steal someone else’s instead.
Her huffing and puffing dimmed down when a so captivating yet familiar scent tugged softly at her senses.
The same woodsy aroma that knew how to render her weak and make her obey without the slightest protest. It approached and grew stronger at a steady pace.
Sure enough, right as she turned the corner in front of her, Edna came face to face with Silas. The vampire liked to amble the hallways between matters whether they took a short or a long time to accomplish. It was one of the few activities that helped him think.