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A light rush of anxiety jolts through your body as you step out of your room, perfectly on time for dinner and you take a deep breath.
You aren't sure what to expect and the nervousness grows with each step you take, getting closer to the dining room rather quick.
The fact that you and Daniela got a long well earlier gives you a slighty safer feeling, even though you don't know if you can truly feel secure and be sure that the daughters won't do anything to you.

Probably not but you put your trust in the knowledge that even Bela told you that you are doing well. Only Cassandra still gives you an uneasy feeling.

,,Hey, Y/N", Mikaelas voice sounds behind you and you turn around, only a few feet separating you and the dining room ,,What are you doing? It's not dinner time yet".
,,I know", you give the girl a nervous smile as she approaches you with a crooked eyebrow.
,,Then what are you…".

A swarm of flies appeares around the two of you and the expression on Mikaelas face changes instantly when the insects manifest into the three daughters.
,,Good evening", Bela says and her gaze flickers between the girl next to you and you ,,What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working?".
That was directed at Mikaela.
,,Uhm, yes, Miss Bela. I was on my way to get the cleaning utils", the girl says and then looks at you, probably waiting for an explanation on why you aren't working.

,,Y/N, you're dining with us, mother said", Daniela then says and she grins ,,Thats going to be fun".
,,What?", Mikaela mutters with shock written over her face and Bela raises her eyebrows.
,,Is there a problem?", she ask with a threatening tone in her voice and Mikaela shakes her head quickly.
,,No, of course not. Excuse me". And with that the girls rushes of, leaving you and the daughters alone who now approach the door of the dining room and Bela opens the door, throwing a glance at you.
,,Are you coming?".

You just nod and follow the girls into the large room.
A breath gets caught in the back of your throat as you eyes fall on the tall woman who is already sitting at the end of the table and you feel your chest tightening when her gaze meets yours.
She starts to smile lightly and leans back in her chair.
,,Good evening", She says with a husky tone and while her daughters all take a seat you still stand there, unsure where to go.

,,Good evening", you reply and then notice that Daniela is pointing at the chair next to her so walk over to the redhead and sit down.

A second after, the door to the kitchen opens and two maids which you've already seen before at lunch come in, carrying the plates for your dinner.
Both of them send you a confused look but they leave again without saying a word. 

You feel a little bit awkward between the daughters and their mother who now start a conversation about what the girls have been doing during the day and you stay silent, slowly eating your meal.

Something that you instantly notice is that it definitely tastes better than the food which is served for the maids usually so you come to the assumption that normally you get to eat the leftovers of the lady's meals.

While Bela talks about the new play she learned on the piano and Cassadra about the new torture methods she found, what sets you in a bit of worry at first, you notice how Lady Dimitrescu turns all of her attention to her daughters, listening attentively what they are saying.
Her eyes are lying on them the entire time and you feel a little ache in your heart when she starts smiling at her their excitement, realizing that nobody ever really cared about your interests like that.

Sure, the caretakers listened to you while you were talking about your favorite books or things you were proud of, but by the next day they had always already forgotten about it.

,,And Daniela? What have you been up to?", Lady Dimitrescu then asks her youngest daughter and the girl raises her eyes from her meal. You turn your attention back to the conversation and keep your fork still for a moment.

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