Desmond and Miranda had left the room as soon as Desmond had taken his own sweet time to bath and dressed up in all black in usual. Miranda wondered if he wore any other colour apart from black as she had never seen him wearing something else.
She trailed barefooted behind him on the way to the dinning room, her eyes taking in the beauty of the castle. She had never gotten out of Desmond's room nor had she seen the castle when she was brought in because she was unconscious at that time.
The castle was magnificent, the red marble floor was so clear that she could see her reflection on it, the high candlers were made of pure gold just like the one in Desmond's room.
Miranda wondered how rich and prosperous the vampire kingdoms were for them to have access to such jewels, even the collar made with diamond Desmond had casually given her would cost a fortune.
As Miranda and Desmond walked passed the large hallway, servents with red eyes bowed their head in respect for Desmond but she could feel the lingering gaze of the vampire servants. Some looked at her in curiosity, mostly at the collar on her neck, while a lot of her looked at her in disgust, like she was beneath their feet.
They finally got to a double door which the guards bowed and pushed open.
Desmond stepped inside the dinning hall where five men were already seated on a large dinning table that could contain at least 30 people and it seems like they had all started eating dinner since most of their plates were half eaten.
Immediately the double door closed behind them all eyes turned to where Desmond and Miranda stood. Miranda quickly cast her gaze to the floor, she could feel the intense aura radiating from the men seated in the room.
She guessed the young man seated at the head of the table was the king, since he obviously wore a golden crown with red rubies on his head. And the other 4 handsome men were the lord's of the land, when Miranda was still in the human kingdom she had heard tales from market about how brutal the five lords were and how they ate human flesh raw after drinking them dry and how the lords bathe in human blood to make themselves look younger. She knew the stories were over exaggerated sometimes to make them sound interesting.
" You're late again Desmond" the king said looking displeased.
"Late?? you're all just early, who TF has dinner this early? Do you want me to die of starvation before tomorrow morning?" Desmond said while sitting on one of the chairs.
Miranda didn't know if she should sit on the floor or remain standing as Desmond hadn't given her any instructions on what to do.
She was already lowering herself to the cold marble floor when Desmond tugged her by her hand and pulled her directly on his lap in front of everyone.
The dinning hall fell silent immediately. the clinking of cutleries had completely stopped as everyone had their eyes on Desmond in surprise.
Miranda's face turned red in embarrassment, she wouldn't have felt this embarrassed if they were alone but it seems like the deranged vampire had absolutely no shame. Miranda tried to squirm off his laps but his grip was relentless and she was unable to move an inch much to her frustration.
" Since when did you start bringing rats to the table, Desmond?" A vampire with a strange blue hair sneered.
" Fuck off Theodore, it seems like you can't seem to keep your nose off my business" Desmond replied with amusement
" I only asked a question Desmond" Theodore replied, his face twisting in disgust.
" Do you see a rat in this room or has your eyes suddenly stopped working?" Desmond mocked.
" The slave on yo-" Theodore started but Desmond cut him off
" You mean the white swan on my laps? She's clearly a swan but it seems like your eyes have suddenly gone rotten " Desmond said with a grin making Theodore part his lips in disbelief.
Theodore decided to keep his mouth shut as he knew Desmond was insane.
Artemis looked at the girl on Desmond's laps in silence, it seems like Desmond was taking care of the slave girl as she no longer looked dirty and tattered like the first time he saw her the day she was brought to the castle.
Her silver hair shone against the candle light, her piercing blue eyes were bewitching, the white collar embedded with diamonds and pearls only added to her allure, her slender shoulders made her look elegant, like a swan. The white plain dress made her look angelic, he saw why Desmond had picked her that day, her kind of beauty was rare and her silver hair just made her looked more mysterious.
He saw how Desmond had cut a piece of steak to feed her, she had resisted at first but had relented due to how persistent Desmond was.
Artemis shook his head at Desmond's display of shamelessness, it seemed like Desmond had grown attached to the girl in just a few days. He had never seen Desmond this excited to have a new toy and the fact that the girl lasted more than 2 days proves his point.
Desmond stuffed more food inside Miranda's mouth, he himself had not taken a bite since he started feeding her.
Desmond leaned down and sniffed her hair and then spoke.
" You smell like me, did you miss me so much to the extent you had to bathe with my soap just to feel closer to me?" Desmond teased loudly for everyone else in the room to hear.
Miranda was glad she had just finished chewing the food in her mouth or else she would have chocked on it.
She turned her head slightly, her eyes looking at the shameless vampire who had that mischievous grin on his face. Miranda was tempted to wipe that stupid grin off his face but she was sure she would be signing her death certificate by doing that, she could only stare at him in displeasure.
It was clear Desmond took a lot of pleasure in embarrassing her. She decided to remain silent before she said something she'd regret.
Artemis looked at Desmond in disbelief, Desmond was the kind of person that hated sharing his stuff but he had allowed the slave girl to use his stuff without getting mad.
Artemis was surprised when he went to get Desmond for the meeting with the duke on the second day the girl was brought in, he had found her on Desmond's bed still unconscious, he was shocked because Desmond absolutely hated sharing his bed with someone but he had let her sleep on his bed and now here she was sitting on Desmond's lap while he fed her like a personal servant..