Authors note:
Where the frick did ya'll come from- 🧍♀️
START OF CHAPTER 3
She stood back up to her height as she let go of your face and went back to the wardrobe.
"You'll need something to dry yourself with" she got a large white towel out of her wardrobe and tossed it over to you. You caught it, the towel though, was still hovering over the ground.
"I know it's not your size, but you'll have to make do with what you get" she then searched through her wardrobe for something else.
You wanted to leave and take a bath downstairs in the cellar but she stopped you, again, before you could leave.
"Don't use the..bathroom...in the basement" she turned around while holding a bathrobe your size.
"Those are used for wine purposes only" your Countess ushered you to follow her to her own bathroom.
It was pretty much the cleanest place you've seen in the Castle so far, without you having to clean it of course. Matter of fact, you never knew she had her own bathroom. The bathroom walls had some ancient art engraved in it. You still felt uneasy, the bathroom gave you a haunting feeling.
"Don't take too long now my dear" she said handing you the bathrobe and leaving you alone in the bathroom.
Before taking a shower you checked your arm which was still bleeding, you were starting to get annoyed by it and just wanted it to stop.
"I'm sick of these daughters always playing around with me.." you said to yourself as you started to wash off the blood. Not even a second had passed and the bathroom gave off a soft scent. It wasn't strong, but strong enough for you to smell it. It gave you a pleasant feeling, which made all the other negative thoughts go away.
[LATER]
You entered back the room of your Countess, wearing the towel she gave you.
"There you are~" she said, not turning around from her desk. You closed the door behind you and walked towards her, still staying a few feet apart.
"Thank you for letting me use your bathroom and bathrobe, my lady.." you said. She let out a small chuckle.
"I gotta treat you well now. Or your blood will start to get stale" she answered now turning her head towards you.
Looking closer at her hands, she was holding a thin needle with a string attached to it. You gulped at the thought of the pain that will overcome you next.
"Don't worry. It will only hurt for a while~" she reassured you, which didn't help that much. She pat on her lap,
"Now come here" she laid the needle down to pick you up to her lap.
You weren't even that small to need help to get onto her lap, but you didn't mind her being so kind to you for once.
Lady Dimitrescu picked the needle back up and looked at you. You wanted to get ready before she sutured you, but she stung the needle into your skin without a warning. Grasping back from the pain you watched her as she stitched your skin back up flawlessly.
Still, it hurt and your tears started to flow down your face.
'Shit why does it need to hurt this much..' you thought to yourself. Wiping the tears away with your other hand.
Lady Dimitrescu stroke your arm with her other hand for a second to make you at least feel better, which, somehow worked.
She finished the last stitch and wrapped your arm around a cloth to secure the wound.
"There we go, good as new" she looked proud and smiled.
"Thank you, my lady" you took a look at your arm and tried to move it a bit, but it just worsened the pain.
"Now, don't move it too much. Or it'll get worse then before" she said, putting you down from her lap. You watched her putting back the stuff to their original places, licking the bloody needle before she cleaned it.
Lady Dimitrescu walked back towards her wardrobe and pulled out a nightgown looking back to you.
You didn't quite catch what she wanted you to do so you just stared, in silence.
"Mind turning around?" she asked breaking the silence.
"O-OH!. I'm very sorry my lady!" you quickly turned around and felt a bit embarrassed.
'How did I end up here...from me cleaning this Castle for years to getting my arm cut and now being in the same room as my Countess...' your thoughts got interrupted.
"You can turn around now~" you heard her say. You turned around seeing her in the nightgown, some parts revealed more then they should have, but you tried to ignore it.
Lady Dimitrescu took off her hat and laid it down onto her chair.
"You don't need to wait for me to tell you what to do" she walked towards you.
"Well...it's kind of my job to please your requests...my lady" you answered her as your heart started to beat fast again. She smiled and picked you up.
"If it's your job to...please my requests. Then how about you please me directly instead~"
Your whole body was feeling hot, you didn't know what to answer and dangled in the air in her grip.
"Your body temperature is a bit higher then usual. Is something the matter?" she asked you smiling, fully knowing that she's the cause. You shook your head hoping that she would just let you go so you could end this night already. She came closer to your ear and whispered something
"Seeing you like this, makes me want to have a second round of drinking your blood...in various parts of your skin~"
