First Meeting
After scanning the girls one last time, Ada turned around and shut the door close. With a click, the door was locked. Once they were left inside the room alone, the girls immediately started talking about everything that had happened today.
No one seemed to bring anything and it wasn't necessary since everything they needed was provided, including a set of clothes to change into and hygiene supplies. As Daphne changed into the pajamas she overheard a lot of the other girls talking about their stories and about. . . her.
"She is so fake!" One of the fairies groaned, "I can't believe she did that with the vampire and she acts so almighty. It's obvious she only did it to catch Master Ramon's attention, what a b****!"
Daphne clenched her fists together as she whirled around, smiling sarcastically, "You know I can hear you right?"
The girl, who had also gone into the vampire's room earlier today with Daphne, scoffed as she crossed her thin and dainty arms together, "So what? Do I look like I care?"
The other girls also stood alongside the fairy, obviously none of them wanting to have anything to do with Daphne, who grabbed her bag of hygiene supplies and walked past them into the restroom.
That night, she was the first to go to bed under the other girls' loud chatter, talking about how proud the people in their villages are about them coming to the Brothel. It seemed like coming here to service others was something to take pride in here in this world. . .
Were the upper class 1s and 2s that important?
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"Get up!" Daphne awoke with a start at the loud scream that belonged to Lady Ada, who was shaking all of them aggressively to get them up. Daphne rubbed her eyes, scrunching her face as she looked around at the other girls, who were all not up yet.
There were no sources of time but from the sky outside, Daphne could guess that it wasn't even seven in the morning yet. However, Ada and the Brothel seemed to have other plans.
"Hurry and get ready and dressed for the customers! I want to see you down in half an hour!" Making sure that they were all up, Lady Ada scanned the room before marching out, her footsteps slowly getting lighter and lighter.
Daphne dragged herself out of bed and into the restroom, where the other girls were all gathered and she opened the water to wash her face. When her fingers brushed against the flowing water, she was immediately awoken by the freezing temperature of the running water.
She struggled to wash her face and get ready as the water was absolutely piercing as it touched her skin. When she was finally finished, her cheeks were slightly red. She quickly got changed and left the room first, while the other girls were still checking themselves in the mirrors and brainstorming ways to get noticed their second day here at the Brothel.
Daphne noticed Ada on the first floor, and she could not help but clench her teeth at the memory of yesterday. However, she did not want to get punished again, "Lady Ada," she called politely.
She had to find a way to get out of here! Ada glanced at her and crossed her arms together, "Good, you are down early. Go to the front door."
Daphne raised one eyebrow in confusion. Was she really that lucky? Would she get kicked out of here without having to do anything?! Did -
"You will be greeting customers today." Lady Ada's next words crushed Daphne's dreams as she downheartedly followed Ada to the front door.
"Since you don't seem to know your place, this is the only job for you until you figure out where you stand. The same rules apply. Be polite and respectful to all customers and find ways to get as many people into the Brothel as you can. If something happens again, the punishment will be much worse this time."
Daphne gulped and nodded, standing at her post near the front door as Ada left to go find the other girls. For the rest of the day, she stood at the front door, leaning back against the sidebar of the door as her legs became sore from standing for so long.
Standing near the streets, she was able to gain a whole new perspective of this new world she was in. She had never actually been outside before, so she did not know what this Healeh place really looked like.
As she stood there, she thought of running multiple times, but there were two guards in the front, standing on either side, and they seemed to be there just for her, because they kept on looking her way every so often.
She watched as creatures she never knew existed walked by - a man, or woman, with large green ears, several fairies and mermaids, a few vampires who came over to the Brothel and tried to flirt with her but soon got bored or angry with her apathetic attitude, and several humans who had human bodies but a lower body of a horse, probably the centaurs.
Every time she saw something new, she would gasp in surprise, but soon enough, she got over it. One thing she learned during her time here is to not be surprised at anything.
However, when she saw a man with red horns walk by with a plastic bag in his hand, she could not help but jump back and almost trip over herself in shock, because inside the bag. . . there was a head!
A head with long black hair that twisted up all over her face, but even so, Daphne could see the yellow teeth that looked like they were about to bite something, and the black eyes that were like empty holes.
Daphne shuddered as she pushed herself up again, wishing she was inside than out here. Maybe the Brothel wasn't too bad after all. . . Although she was humiliated, it was better than death. And something about those creatures out there made her legs weak.
As she finally caught her breath, she watched as a carriage with two horses pulling it stopped in front of the Brothel, but it was mostly covered up by the female creatures that were surrounding it.
A group of fairies, mermaids, elves, perhaps even some humans, crowded around the carriage, all of them screaming and shrieking as they jumped up and down in. . . excitement? This caught Daphne's attention and she took a step forward, trying to see what they were crowding around.
The carriage came to a stop and more and more people were beginning to crowd around. All of them seemed to know what was inside the carriage, because they were all screaming excitedly about something.
Daphne watched as the black curtain in front of the carriage was pushed open from inside and a large figure stepped out. At once, the group of people all shut up as a gush of cold air filled the area. The group of people took a step back, leaving room for the person inside the carriage.
The horseman helped the person inside the carriage out and the man jumped off, landing on the ground with a thump as a whirlwind of dust flew up from the dirt ground.
After all the movement had stopped, Daphne finally got a good look at the person who had gotten off the carriage.
He was. . . Well, her first reaction was that he was tall. He must be about 190 centimeters, as he towered over all the people around him, most of them staring up at him with a mixture of admiration and fear.
After she had gotten over his height, she saw his face - Daphne's lips parted as she gaped in awe, not wanting to seem like a complete idiot but she could not help herself. She had to admit that Master Ramon from yesterday was scary but quite good-looking, but this?! What was this?! Were all men here this handsome?!
No, she did not think so.
He had dragon blood red eyes that did not seem scary, but on the other hand, unusually attractive as they amusedly scanned the area. His ink black hair was brushed back, revealing his dark thick eyebrows, tall nose, and thin lips that curled upwards in a menacing grin.
His tall height was supported by a strong and well-built body and broad shoulders that fit perfectly under the black suit and shiny black shoes that shone underneath the sun, which he did not seem to like very much.
He walked straight past the group of people who had gathered around him and up the stairs towards the Brothel. When he reached the door, he stopped for a second, his eyes pausing on Daphne, who could not move or even breathe.
What was this? She felt her heart stop for a quick second when their eyes met. Was he a vampire too? Something told her that he wasn't, but if he wasn't a vampire, what was he?
The man narrowed his eyes as he tilted his head slightly and huffed out a laugh through his nose. Then, he stretched his long and straight leg out and marched into the Brothel.
Only until he was long gone did the people outside begin chattering again and Daphne felt her heart and body return to normal. She couldn't even greet him. . . Did he get mad? Was he going to tell Ada?
Daphne felt something itching in her chest, and she could tell that something bad was going to happen. From the far edge of her ears, she heard people in the streets repeat the words:
The young master of the Black family.
The Black family?