Allure Of The Night

In the Moriarty mansion’s kitchen, Rosetta stood next to Eugene.

As Eugene cut the vegetables, teaching her on the first day of her work, so that she knew what to do in the future, the vampiress collected the slices of vegetables in separate bowls.

Rosetta wasn’t sad or offended that she was reduced to a servant. Because she knew about it since the beginning that her life would not be easy once she married him. Not that her life would have been easy if she had followed her parent’s words. Maybe if she married another man, she would still be able to keep her status, but she doubted the man would respect her after knowing what her parents had done.

The thought crossed her mind because she noticed some servants stare her way. She had also heard whisperings that often stopped when she came into the whisperer’s view. None of it mattered, as her mind was occupied with Eugene and his arms around her last night.

But the important thing right now was that she was extremely hungry.

Being used to timely meals and looking at the delicious food, her mouth watered. She had only found out a few minutes ago that the servants ate after the main family were done eating.

“Rosetta.”

“Huh?” Rosetta snapped out of her thoughts, a blush coming to splatter on her cheeks. “What happened?”

“You need to place them in a circle. Did you forget how to do it?” Eugene patiently asked her. “Here, let me show you.”

Rosetta was ready to be a kitchen maid in the next lives if Eugene was going to be next to her. She felt warm and fuzzy, making her grin in her own thoughts.

When Eugene noticed it, he stared at her. She quickly said, “I know how to do it. This is easy, see,” she quickly started to place them in circles.

One of the servants came near them and said, “The upper guest rooms need to be cleaned. Will you both go there and clean it?”

“Yes, we would like to do it together,” Eugene replied, as he didn’t want Rosetta to be lost in what she was supposed to do or break anything valuable.

“Together,” Rosetta murmured, beaming like a love-struck fool before she shook her head and told herself to focus.

Alfie, who entered the kitchen, informed, “Eugene and Miss Rosetta.” As he had been calling the vampiress with a title, and considering how naive she was, he didn’t want to strip the title away from her right away. The servants there looked back and forth, while the butler informed the couple, “You have been invited to join breakfast and the other meals with the Moriarty family in the dining room.”

Eugene was going to refuse until he noticed Rosetta’s eyes lit up at the mention of food being served now. He then left the kitchen along with the vampiress and the butler.

After spending an hour in the dining room with everyone dear to them, where everyone finished having breakfast, Eugene and Rosetta left to continue their work for the day, while the Moriarty members were still in the dining room, and Eve had stepped out of there with Lady Aubrey, taking a walk to the front of the mansion as they walked down the hallways.

Land Aubrey said to Eve, “Do you know how proud you make me, Eve?”

Eve smiled at her aunt’s words, and she said, “I only do things that you taught me when I was young.”

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“We have lost people who were dear to us, and I want to make the most of the time we have. With you too, auntie,” Eve hooked her hand around Aunt Aubrey.

“I know what you mean,” the elderly woman nodded. “Not that it hasn’t crossed my mind since Eugene turned, but I think unless there’s a need, I would like to join your uncle. We have been apart for many years now.”

Lady Aubrey’s words brought a sadness that Eve had avoided thinking about. Considering how humans had the lowest life span, she knew one day the older woman wouldn’t be next to her.

“Everything will turn out well, Evie,” Lady Aubrey patted Eve’s hand, and she then said, “And I will always be there, watching over you and Eugene. No matter how far I am.”

Two hours passed, and it was finally time for Marceline to leave the Moriarty mansion. Everyone stood before the mansion’s entrance to send off the young vampiress. Marceline didn’t let anyone hug her; she wanted to let them know that she was furious with them. They had nothing to be disappointed about, unlike her, who had lost one of her limbs and was fangless.

Lady Annalise held a troubled look as she had never thought of sending her children away to a place like where Marceline was going.

“Take care of yourself, Marceline. We will write you letters and visit you,” Viscount Eduard said to his daughter, who didn’t look at him right now.

“You don’t have to do that, father. I will be fine without it. You can come once a year instead,” Marceline shook her head. “I don’t know why Vincent and this human are coming with me. Don’t tell me they are going to live there too.”

“Trust me, Marcie, that’s the last thing I want to do. You will have the place all to yourself without disturbing you,” Vincent promised her, one of his lips pulling up. Though Marceline felt something odd, she brushed it away when her brother said, “It is time to leave.”