Chapter 29
"You may go, let me relax with my pets." Erik ordered several servants and guards who immediately obeyed and led Lalita to a garden full of white roses. In the middle of the garden was a table with a white tablecloth and luxurious dishes.
"How do you like it?" asked Erik, holding up a glass of dark red wine.
Lalita, who was also holding a glass of wine, smashed her glass against something hard, leaving a sharp shard, and then quickly pointed the shard at Erik's heart. By reflex, Erik grabbed Lalita's hand so hard that Lalita's own scratched arm dripped blood.
The sweet smell of blood tested the crown prince's defenses. Erik roughly slammed Lalita's back against one of the garden poles while gently stroking Lalita's white cheeks as they began to blush.
"You are really trying my patience," Erik said as he licked the wound on Lalita's hand, which healed instantly.
The sweet taste of blood exploding in his mouth made Erik's instincts immediately activate to get more. Black eyes turned into a grin, but quickly Erik controlled himself from the bloodlust.
"Stabbing a vampire in the heart is a common way to kill a vampire," Erik put his lips close to Lalita's ear.
"And your blood smells different, I can't wait to suck it," Erik whispered back, making Lalita's hair stand on end.
"Take him back to the room," Erik shouted to the maids.
"And you can treat him however you like," some of the maids grinned at Erik's last words before they roughly dragged Lalita back to her room.
The iron chains that bound Lalita were pulled so tightly that her neck felt like it was suffocating. Once at the door of her room, Lalita was again thrown violently onto the cold tiles, the chains creaking with her."Guys, I'll make sure you all get paid for this."
Slap...
A powerful slap hit Lalita's cheek until it was red, leaving a throbbing sensation of pain and heat. A maid crouched down and grabbed Lalita's hair, turning her neatly braided hair into a mess. Tears flowed slowly from the dark gray net that normally provided shade, but now radiated hate.
"You're just the lord master's pet, so your position is much lower than ours!" the maid hissed as she tugged at Lalita's hair, pulling it tighter before roughly releasing it.
Several punches and kicks were landed on her shoulders, legs, calves and chest in quick succession, leaving slightly blue bruises. Pain and anger can provoke a white wolf to go on the rampage. Rione quickly took over, throwing a precise claw into the face of one of the maids.
"Let's teach this selfless pet a lesson," said one of the maids, provoking Rione's anger even more.
Out of nowhere, silver chains were wrapped tightly around Rione's body. About five maids were pulling the silver chains from different directions. Rione tried with all his might to fight back, but instead the silver chain scratched the surface of his skin, leaving a painful sting.
Rione roared and then lunged at each of the maids he could reach, not caring for the pain and heat that coursed through his body as he was cut deeper and deeper. The chain was pulled again until Rione was forced to give in and crashed to the ground, but with a head in his muzzle that he managed to pull out of the body of one of the maids.
When one of the maids is killed, the others are incited. Magic and claws began to clash between the white wolf and the vampire. The neat, luxurious room was now full of blood and scratch marks. Several vases and pottery were broken, and cupboards and beds were smashed.
Just as Rione was about to kill another vampire, a powerful spell sent him flying and he hit the wall hard. Rione gave up, unable to hold on any longer due to the use of too much energy and the effects of the medicine Erik had given her. Lalita took over again in a semi-conscious state as she lay on the ground. Lalita could hear the frightened voices of the remaining maids.
"Our master please don't do this to us arrgghhh........"The smell of burning flesh disturbed Lalita's sense of smell, as did the sad voices of the maids who had been taken alive where they now stood, leaving only ashes.
With the last of her consciousness, Lalita felt someone gently lift her from the cold floor. A friendly male scent came to greet her. A scent so similar to someone she should care about that her lips unconsciously murmur a name that Erik doesn't understand.
"Sean? Who's Sean?" Erik asks Lalita, who has fallen asleep.
"What a troublesome girl."
Erik took Lalita to another room that was similar to the previous room with the same glass wall. After laying Lalita down, Erik didn't leave immediately, but watched Lalita's sleeping face for a moment.
"Like a cat," Erik touched Lalita's soft and warm cheek.
"You are mine. No one in this world can hurt you except me."
Erik gently covered Lalita with a warm blanket before leaving without locking the door, leaving only two guards at the door.
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Lalita awoke with a sudden pain that shot through her entire body. It seems that the effect of being scratched by the silver chain is slowing down the healing of the wound. Lalita was back in the same room with a slightly different view outside the glass walls. How many rooms are decorated the same, she thought. As she remembers, Lalita destroyed the room she was in before. There was no way to clean the room overnight.As she turned to look outside the glass wall, a waiter entered with a cheerful demeanor full of smiles. Her brown hair was braided, and several colorful bracelets on her hands added to the girlish-looking waitress's greed. But Lalita is not fooled. Even though the maid looks cute, Lalita won't be friendly enough to remember last night's incident. Lalita gave the nosy maid a direct, sharp look, and she smiled sweetly at her.
"Good morning, miss," she cheered.
"Scram," Lalita said coldly.
"You shouldn't treat your personal maid like that," said Erik, who suddenly walked over and stood next to the curious waiter.
"Couldn't you just show up," Erik just smiled slightly at Lalita's cynical words that never stopped being said to him.
"It's up to me, what right do you have to forbid me? Actually, I came here to introduce you to the maid I have prepared especially for you. From now on, Alin will accompany you wherever you go. You should be happy that I allow you to leave your room and walk around, because you don't leave the palace grounds."
"Oh yes, one more thing," Erik turned around before going to face Lalita.
As she turned to look outside the glass wall, a waiter entered with a cheerful demeanor full of smiles. Her brown hair was braided, and several colorful bracelets on her hands added to the girlish-looking waitress's greed. But Lalita is not fooled. Even though the maid looks cute, Lalita won't be friendly enough to remember last night's incident. Lalita gave the nosy maid a direct, sharp look, and she smiled sweetly at her.
"Good morning, miss," she cheered.
"Scram," Lalita said coldly.
"You shouldn't treat your personal maid like that," said Erik, who suddenly walked over and stood next to the curious waiter.
"Couldn't you just show up," Erik just smiled slightly at Lalita's cynical words that never stopped being said to him.
"It's up to me, what right do you have to forbid me? Actually, I came here to introduce you to the maid I have prepared especially for you. From now on, Alin will accompany you wherever you go. You should be happy that I allow you to leave your room and walk around, because you don't leave the palace grounds."
"Oh yes, one more thing," Erik turned around before going to face Lalita.
"Don't try to run away or something bad will happen, Lalita," Erik grinned while Lalita was pensive after Erik really left. Does Erik know his name? If so, does Erik know who he is? I don't know, only Erik knows.
"I don't understand, is your relationship actually good or bad?" said the cupu waiter, who was warm now and turned cold.
"Well, Erik gave me a two-faced maid," Lalita complained that it was more satire.
"Yes, it took me a lot of work to make the sounds and expressions friendly without looking too fake. Disgusting, isn't it?"
The maid's accent and way of speaking were similar to someone Lalita knew very well. This made Lalita wonder who the vampire in front of her was.
"Who are you?"
The maid smiled sarcastically, then let go of her braided hair, which turned out to be a neatly disguised wig. His real hair is long, black, and loose. The vampire also removes the contact lenses that make his eyes green and now reveal their original color, which is brown. The vampire removes the thin, skin-like mask from his face.
Now Lalita knows exactly who the figure disguised as her personal maid is. That figure is Helen, her best friend.
"Helen?"
"Yes, it's me."
The two embraced like old friends who had not seen each other for years.
"I miss you," Lalita said with teary eyes.
"Me too, hey why are you crying?"
"No I'm fine, maybe it's just too much for me," Lalita wiped the tears that were running down her cheeks.
"Liar, tell me what you're going through and I'll help you, did Erik do something to hurt you?" Helen looked into Lalita's eyes, which made the lying words disappear somewhere on the tip of her tongue. Lalita couldn't lie because Helen really understood her.
"The only thing that hurts me is being locked up here.
"That's why I came, to help you. Hallelau looks fine, but Johanna and the Great Teacher are very dizzy thinking about you," she explained.
"Is anyone else looking for me?"
"Alpha King."
I thought Stefan wasn't keeping quiet. He's looking for us,' Rione howled, relieved and happy at the same time.
"I already know that you are Luna Queen, so Alpha King will definitely be looking for you," Helen took Lalita's hand and stroked it gently.
"How did you know I was here?"
"Easy, I'm a courtier who works for the government as an informant. So knowing your whereabouts and infiltrating here was very easy for me."
"I promise I'll help you get out of here. That's for sure."
"Thank you Helen, but when?"
"As soon as possible," Helen nodded firmly.
Finally Lalita was able to calm down for a moment. As long as there is someone to trust, everything will be easy. The runner is close, it is clear that he does not want to stay as a prisoner, like a blood slave in Erik's luxurious mansion, which is dark and free of an arrogant prince who has no mercy.