Bad taste

With a pot of honey in her hand she knocked on the door of madam Janet's house and the door opened to reveal Gabriel, who was black from head to toe, "hi" he greeted as he opened the door wide to allow Hazel in, as soon as she stepped in her eyes caught the just cleaned chimney and she raised a brow "sir Marcus is coming back?" she asked as she dropped the pot of honey on the table, "yes and madam Janet has gone to wait for him at Samion city" Gabriel said as he arranged his cleaning materials, "that's good news, it means we have the house to ourselves till tomorrow luckily I brought honey" Hazel said in excitement as she turned to walk to the kitchen but Gabriel blocked her "you won't mess the kitchen, after you are done cooking or baking you would clean everything you used and the place that has stains, you would be organised and do everything neatly, if you agree to all this condition you can have the house to your self till tomorrow" he said and Hazel looked at him with a deep frown "you aren't been fair" she said but he said nothing and she sighed "fine, I agree" she muttered and he granted her passage, "so unfair, I am here for fun but now I have to work after the fun" she mumbled to her self and Gabriel nodded negatively.

Time went by and dusk set in, in the estate of death, a small masked figure jumped through the window holding two large sacks over his shoulder, the sacks looked very heavy for someone as small as he is but he easily carried the two upstairs without exerting any strength, "here young master I brought your meal" the figure said as he dropped the sack and Ezra turned his focus away from the black scale in front of him, "let me see" he said and the masked figure removed his mask to reveal Melvin, he walked to the sacks, loosened them and took out two grown figures, a man and a woman both unconscious, "I would leave now, have a nice dinner" Melvin said and strolled off, as soon as he left Ezra's face switched, he picked the man roughly and ruthlessly threw him on the desk in the study and with his long and terrifying fangs he pierced the man's neck to take blood but he suddenly threw the man off as soon as he tasted the blood and an expression of disgust surfaced on his cold face, he took the woman but the same thing happened, his face switched back to normal and he angrily called out to Melvin, "where did you find those two, their blood has a bad taste" Ezra said with a very cold expression, the dissatisfaction and disgust on his face was very evident, "I am sorry young master, they are members of the elite class, I would get you something better, I promise" Melvin said, packed the two people and disappeared into the night. Hours passed and he was back again with another two people but in less than an hour Ezra called out to him with the same complain, he frowned in confusion, "I want the blood of that lythrix" Ezra said "the ritual wouldn't hold if you take her blood" Melvin said "unfortunately, none of the rags you are bringing has a blood as sweet as hers, I am very thirsty Melvin, I promise to stay put until tomorrow night, if you can't get me a better blood, I would do what I want" Ezra muttered and turned his focus to the black scale on the table, while Melvin sighed and strolled out, as soon as Melvin left, Ezra tossed the scale into the jar filled with white liquid in front of him and the scale dissolved, his lips curved into a sneer, "well well, look we have trying to gain more strength from my ritual" he muttered referring to the witches who he just discovered where trying to use his ritual to their own benefit, and he scoffed "let's see who would continue the ritual, you all would remain weak until I find a way to end all of you" he said and flung the jar into forrest then gritted his teeth to relieve his aching gums.