Allure Of The Night

Marceline’s lips moved, but for the first five seconds no words came out, as she tried to understand how Eve could even know about it. She was alone, and the servant had not seen her. The vampiress shook her head, denying, “Your servant? He’s perfectly healthy and is married to Rosetta. What are you talking about?”

“I know what you did, Marceline. Vincent and I both know, so tell me why you tried to kill Eugene. Was it because you knew his death would cause me pain as he is dear to me?” Eve asked the vampiress, who now held a frozen expression on her face.

Marceline shook her head, “I really don’t know what you are talking about. These are nothing but some wild accusations, why would I even bother to go near him? My parents have brought me up with good virtue and you are only smearing mud just to widen the distance between me and my family, isn’t that right?” She turned to Vincent and quickly said, “Vince, I have been in severe pain with my limb, why would I even do something like that? She is lying!”

“Believe me, brother, I have done nothing as such. Why would I do it, when you already told me not to hurt her. I know that the servant was close to her, so why would I think of even stabbing him? This is some clear misunderstanding,” Marceline softly laughed, while the look in her eyes held nervousness.

Eve then uttered with a serious expression, “I saw you stab him.”

“W–what, when? Eve, Eugene is in a very healthy condition. You, Vincent and everyone else saw him today, standing in good health. I think you need hel–“

“I saw you stab him in the forest which was near Meadow. With a dagger. You stabbed him, making sure he bled. Leaving him to bleed to his death. How can you be so cruel and heartless?” Eve questioned the vampiress, who stared back at her with red eyes that didn’t hold guilt for what she did.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. And if you are talking about cruelty, it is what you are doing to me now. Conspiring with brother and taking advantage of the situation. I know Vincent killed Lady Camille for you. I know it to the very bone, and I stayed quiet to protect our family. For you to stay safe after the mistake I made, but here you are, accusing me of something I didn’t do!”

Vincent sighed in disappointment before a dry chuckle escaped from his lips, as if suddenly amused by something.

“Truth is you haven’t changed much since you were little. Back then, you were selfish and cute, naive in my mind which I ignored. But I overlooked it and in the past, you were at least a little more sensible than now, Marcie,” Vincent said as the smile on his lips disappeared.

“You are the one who changed, Vince… I am your sister, and you were supposed to protect me,” Marceline clenched her hands around the iron grill.

“I am protecting you. The person you need to be protected from is no one but yourself,” Vincent remarked, his eyes holding no emotions in them.

Marceline was losing her patience, and she said, “This is enough of a joke. Get me out of here and take me to the promised mansion.”

“Can’t do. Not until you accept what you did to Eugene,” Vincent replied in a chirpy voice, and Marceline gritted her teeth. She knew this was just a trap and would never agree to it. If Vincent was playing around, it was time for him to get her out of this place. “We all have done terrible things.”

“You tried to hurt me three times, Marceline,” Eve let the vampiress know.

Marceline rolled her eyes, “You are being delusional now. I hurt you once, and you added your servant and then another one now. You are crazy. You want us to live in peace, don’t you? Then get me out of here. Right. Now.”

Eve didn’t listen to Marceline, and recollected for the vampiress, “The first time you tried to take away my respect and dignity. You wanted to shame me, and chase me out of my town. Second time, you stabbed Eugene. Third time, you used Allie’s fangs to curse me.”

“Do you hear yourself speak? What is wrong with both of you?!” Marceline asked in frustration. “Why would the fangs even–“

Marceline stopped mid-sentence, when her own words sank deeper in her mind, and her eyebrows furrowed. As she stared at Eve, she noticed something strange in the human’s eyes. The clear blue eyes started to change, and it turned yellow.

When Eve stepped closer to the room’s gate, Marceline stumbled backwards in pure shock, “What… What did you do with your eyes? How did you do it?” The vampiress’s head spun as she tried to grasp what was going around her.

No no, this was not possible, Marceline thought to herself. How could this person not be a human…! She was sure of it, because she had been keeping a close eye on her since she had entered the Moriarty mansion. How did she miss it?!

First, her brother had put her in an institution which was nothing less than a prison dungeon. Secondly, this woman… was not a human. Her lips trembled, and she uttered, “Y–you are the one–the kindness Allie spoke about… you…”

“Yes,” Eve replied calmly, as she watched the vampiress spiral and fall backwards on the ground with a look of disbelief. “It was me who helped Allie with her fangs.”

Vincent clicked his tongue, “Ironic, isn’t it, Marcie? To be trying to cause harm to that one person, who would have helped you heal. But there’s no point healing someone who has a destructive heart.”