Behind the fireplace
"Don't Tell me you trashed it again Kimberly...you little peasant slave" queen Monica grits her teeth and slapped her on the head... Kimberly jerked and cursed the queen in her mind...she couldn't even lift a stare upwards at the queen.. she remained squatted and prayed that her next order comes out of the loosed mouth of Monica soon...
Things hasn't really been better since Melissa left.. Melissa's presence seemed to had reduced the burden on her back .not for chores alone but for bullying too.. Melissa seemed more of a lucky charm to everyone..her presence alone was solace and nobody could comprehend why... sometimes they'd wonder how she ended up a slave... coming from the outside region into the three lands has been a misfortune for her... just there's no way out...she could have made a fine wife and maybe a mother too someday.
Kimberly looked up when she couldn't hear any orders coming in but just the brutal queen cursing endlessly..
" my queen..my lady..calm down...there's a lot of many ways to get a blood tea done without stressing and cursing" it was lord Philip walking into the scene through the corridor...the track of the blood tea which had spilled littered the entire kitchen and there were splashes even on the walls... Kimberly had thought she heard a scary sound in the fire place and she'd jerked and spilled the tea... unfortunately before she could move an inch and hurry to make another one was queen Monica walking in in one of her many old queenly attires...Kim often thought them to be rags and prayed that Monica turns a slave one day...but if only wishes were horses...
Most certainly a blood sucking deity can never turn a slave.. not in any of her life time ..royalty always finds a way to crawl into their blood
Definitely lord Philip's presence wasn't any help at all...most times he just makes matters worse..Kim tsks and hoped they heard her only they were too busy flirting in her face like teenagers with no other aim in life...yeah yeah ..Damm she wasn't supposed to be watching but a part of her wanted to flirt too and she wished she could seduce somebody one day or maybe convince someone... only it would be a death penalty
Damm being a slave...it would have been better off dead. a stone or maybe a blood tea... among her many thoughts...she thought she heard them say something and they turned to stare at her...she wasn't sure so she raised her face further upwards forgetting that even if she had to look it shouldn't be nothing more than a peep...she met both their eyes... Monica's eyes immediately tired charcoal black and Kim felt a spank on her forehead which she believed had come from Monica... only she was sure Monica didn't lift a finger... Philip unevenly burst into a titter... seeing the out burst of blood on Kim's forehead and hearing her scream in such despair ...he felt rejuvenated..
Kim immediately noticed her fault and looked back to the floor...she felt her body quaking and she was sure to be dead this time around. ..she wished to drop dead instead of beat the unmeasurable pain now...she held her palm against her forehead as hot tears streamed down and soaked her face like water soaking a loaf of bread...she wasn't sure what their next action would be but if she heard right...she was better off dead
" make her the tea" Philip said as he kissed Monica on the lips which made Kim look up at them just for clarification
Lord Philip walked to the shelf and took out a bowl...he wasn't staring at anyone in particular but he seemed like his eyes were everywhere... what's his own magic even? has he one or he only had the blood of a deity flowing in his veins? Kimberly only asked herself on a bases so many times that it had altered her count...he never used his magic
Queen Monica twisted the rusty gold ring in her pinky and smiled... Kimberly felt her blood flowing out of her...it was just in a line ... floating in the air and in a rush pouring into the bowl lord Philip was with...she felt her life draining... but she had so many questions in mind...was it lord Philip controlling her blood or the rusty ring which lady Monica kept twisting? if it's lord Philip...why is she twisting that ring like it's a lamb with a genie in it? ..if it was the power of the ring...then what's the tale behind the ring? why does Mariposa not know anything about? why does bugland not invade to steal it? and why is lord Allen allowing such strong magic in Mariposa? Mariposa was a land of strife and contempt...it least soposed to be....she dropped... and her eyes shut closed...lord Philip and lady Monica stopped...they burst into a hilarious titter that echoed across the rusty walls... making it shake like an earthquake invasion and the inhabitants prayed they wouldn't die.
" let me have the first sip...I bet her blood would be sweet" Monica said walking into her husband's arms .. Philip without hesitation handed her the bowl...there was this crooked smile on his face as if pretending she was the best thing that happened to him... sometimes he considered her a bully...one he couldn't get reed off... marriage is marriage...no going back... sometimes he wished to had been a commoner so he could fall in love with his choice and make mistakes like freemen... being a blood sucking deity holds so many disadvantages that any one would has preferred to be dead ...more reason..they are often bullies
" yeah sure!" Philip replied...
" thanks honey" Monica responded grinning from ear to ear...her red eyes glued to the bowl of blood like she couldn't wait...she dipped her face into it staining her hair.... Philip felt quite irritated at her choice of her to sip a blood tea...he felt she didn't deserve to be a queen..she was too Savage to be his lady...he thought he couldn't hold her out in the public and announce to the world that she was his ring bearer...no..it would be a disgrace and a big embarrassment on him... from her dressing to her actions... and her choice of words...not to talk of the way she eats...Gross...
" you know you don't have to do that Monica.." there was a sense of disgust in his face... Monica lifted up her head to stare at him...but her face was covered in thick red blood...her hair was all glued together and her eyes covered....
" I couldn't resist honey" Monica reported... Philip frowned looking into the bowl...she consumed every drop of the blood
" and you didn't think of leaving me a share Monica" he muttered...but she could hear him
" oops...I forgot all about you" she reported... Philip saw it coming but as always he chooses to be the perfect husband so he wouldn't hold himself guilty for any of her barbaric barbarian action...he wasn't expecting any slight act of kindness from her anyway
" well I still have some few drops plastered to my face...that's if your cravings are strong" Monica returned the fake smile
Philip tsk and walked out immediately... though not letting his temper get the best of him...he had no plans of destroying Mariposa...if there was one thing he liked about his life...was the fact that he was a king even if to the most useless people there could be...he loved his pleasure
Monica chuckled... obviously in a mock...she often sees Philip as a coward and unfit to sit as king .. should there be away she could get her way...she'd dethrone him...she wiped her face using the back of her hand and then her arm... and cleaned it on her already looking dirty attire
" ahhh...it feels so good to be on top your game...I feel alive" she screamed spreading her arms obviously hoping that the breeze will come and make her float in the air... only she was being delusional.After a while of enjoying her shrewd...she turned to see Kimberly looking pale to the group...her skin was fast fading off... and all white..no blood in her...she sighed in satisfaction...
" I should be thinking of getting a new slave then" she walked pass Kimberly and through the corridor...he'd asked one of the guards to trash Kim...
Humm ..! !!!
but what about the noise from the fire place which had made Kim spill the blood tea? what was there? what was it all about? was it merely a delusion or nightmares at day?
Even the guard that was given the order to trash Kim heard the sound too...out of fear. he'd thrown Kim's remains behind the fireplace where the sound have come from and dashed into the brightest servant room... maybe to get backup or for a fortress...he might come back for the body or as well forget...any which way..if he forgets it ones the fire in the fireplace is lite she'd literally burn into ashes... there's no need to worry
But that sound....what was it?