Chapter 72

Music Recommendation: The War room-Trevor Morris

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The carriage continued to move in the path inside the forest, surrounded by the sound of chirping crickets, the clopping of the four horses and the wheels moving against the forest ground.

Eve felt Vincent’s piercing gaze, his expressionless face gave away nothing. He questioned her,

“What did you want to talk about the hamster.”

Hamster? It took a second for Eve to realise who this little hamster was.

“Today during break, while I was talking Miss Allie suddenly turned scared. Lady Marceline told me it was because of the governess and that she had tried to be close to Miss Allie before you killed her…” Eve’s voice trailed, and silence filled the carriage except for the sounds coming from outside.

“Marceline is right about it,” the expression on Vincent’s face didn’t change. “But she missed a few details, which she or any other person from the family would. Did my words catch your attention?” one corner of his lips faintly pulled up.

“The governess did something unforgivable,” said Eve, because that was what the seamstress had told her.

Vincent then started, “We pureblooded vampires are prideful creatures than the other vampires, because of where we come from. And mistakes aren’t forgiven with another chance. Especially ones that are inflicted on a family member,” his voice was even and detached with no emotions in there. He continued, “The previous governess was assigned by my dear mother Annalise. The governess was told to have fine skills and experience with young vampires and vampiress. Both my sisters were born wrongly.”

Eve’s eyebrows furrowed, and she asked, “What do you mean by it, Master Vincent?” Were they born lacking something in their bodies? She wondered to herself.

Vincent could tell what Eve was thinking. He said, “The little one was born in the wrong house. She would be more suitable to live as a human, not that she isn’t now. And the other one is a minion of the devil.”

“…” Eve didn’t comment as the two vampiress were part of the Moriarty family. “Is that why Lady Annalise is strict with Miss Allie? Because she shows human emotions?” She didn’t forget the day when she had secretly heard and seen Lady Annalise scolding the little girl.

“Vampires and human emotions coincide with each other, Ms. Barlow. I am sure you would agree that both sides have their own exceptions,” he clicked his tongue, while his eyes did not leave her from his sight. “But sometimes there’s a little too much in us. Allie was very fond of her previous governess, and she liked spending time with that woman. But the governess had her own motives, and that was to bring disgrace to the Moriarty family.”

Vincent’s thoughts went back to what happened in the Moriarty mansion a few months ago.

That day Senior Mr. Moriarty and Vincent himself had been out at work. While Lady Annalise and Marceline were visiting one of the renowned pureblooded vampire’s mansions, as they had been invited to have lunch together. This had left the young vampiress Allie under the care of her governess. It wasn’t uncommon for the wealthy humans and the vampires’ children to be left in the care of their governess in the absence of the parents.

Far away from Skellington, Senior Mr. Moriarty asked Vincent, Have you read the new treaty document for the management of the towns?’

‘I did. I think it would be better to see where Mr. Hoult stands in his decisions. Because right now it seems like he’s making way for the other faction,’ remarked Vincent, and he picked up his gloves before pulling it down on each of his hands. ‘Do you want to talk to him or shall I?’ his eyes twinkled.

‘Let me handle it. It seems like with the change of positions, comes change of minds,’ replied his father. Seeing Vincent ready to leave the place, he asked, ‘If you are going home, see how your sister is doing.’

‘Hm? I thought she was having lunch,’ Vincent tilted his head before a smile cracked upon his lips.

Eduard pursed his lips and said, ‘She’s small and young, and your sister. You should treat her better, Vincent.’

Vincent’s lips twitched, the smile spreading on his lips, ‘I am. By keeping her away from me. Even dear mother agrees with it.’

With the continuous disagreements between Lady Annalise and Vincent over the years, Lady Annalise was vexed with Vincent trying to irritate her. With Allie being Lady Annalise’s daughter, Vincent had never bothered to talk or even look in the little girl’s direction.

‘I heard Allie was feeling unwell last evening. If you could drop by for my sake, Vincent,’ said his father, wanting their family together and not wanting to stab each other. ‘I would appreciate it more.’

‘You have appreciated me enough, father. Interesting that my dearest mother has stepped out when her daughter is sick. I will see you at dinner,’ murmured Vincent with a hint of taunt in his words and he stepped out of the room where they had been standing.

When Vincent reached the mansion, Alfie greeted him at the entrance, ‘Welcome back home, Master Vincent.’ The butler helped Vincent remove his overcoat.

‘Did Marceline return from the soiree?’ Questioned Vincent, removing the next coat and dropping it in the butler’s hands.

‘Not yet, Sire. Lady Annalise mentioned about returning in the evening,’ informed Alfie, and the expression on Vincent’s face didn’t change.

‘Get the blood tea prepared and sent to the study room,’ Vincent ordered the butler, while unbuttoning the cuff buttons and rolling his sleeves until his forearms.

‘I will get it right away,’ the butler bowed and left.

Walking through the hallways and walking up the wide and long stairs, Vincent reached the first flight of the stairs. Before he took a left that led to his study room, his footsteps paused, and he turned to look in the right direction.

‘How troublesome,’ sighed Vincent and he made his way up the right stairs.

When he reached the corridor where the piano room was located, he heard a small shriek that belonged to the little girl.

Vincent’s footsteps barely made any noise as he reached a room before the piano room. He harshly kicked the door open, and the door opened with a loud bang. When his eyes fell on the governess and Allie, his eyes narrowed.

‘What the fuck do you think you are doing?’ Vincent’s words were cold and low.

Allie was pinned to the floor by the vampire governess. On hearing Vincent’s voice, the woman turned in shock, not expecting to see him there.

The little girl’s face was smeared with tears and blood, where the red liquid trickled at the side of her neck. She was sobbing.

The governess tried to escape from the room and from Vincent by trying to dash towards the door. But he caught hold of her neck and slammed her head on the ground while his eyes glowed red.

A light crack was heard because of the forceful impact; at the same time, something fell from the governess’s hands. While the vampiress tried to escape Vincent’s grip, his eyes fell on something small and white.

They were fangs that belonged to the little girl.