A Deal With The Devil (Lady Dimitrescu x Female Reader)

Chapter 2

A few months pass by, it's now mid April. The ground is softening, and snow has been turning to slush. Your mother still cannot work very hard, as her symptoms had only recently begun to lighten.

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You walk across the fields, toward your house. It was getting late, and you wanted to be home by dark. You'd heard stories of people caught outside after dark, being torn to shreds by the monsters that lived in the woods. You shudder at the thought, and keep walking, slightly faster. You make it to the door of the house, and enter. "I'm back." You call. "Not so loud hun, your mother's head is hurting." Your father says quietly, coning from around the corner. "Sorry." You say, quieter. Your father returns to the stove, which had a pot on it. You take out some dishes from the cabinet and set them on the table.

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The aroma of stew fill your nose as your father brings the pot over to the table. He ladles stew into both his and yours bowls. You eat in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds are the clinking of glasses against the table, and a spoons scraping bowls. Your father sets his spoon down. "...I don't really know how to begin this. So, as you may know, since your mother can't work, we lose the extra bit of income that her work provides. So.. what I'm saying is, you may have to work... for one of the lords." Your spoon clinks as you drop it. "I knew this was coming, but is there any other option?? You know that all the lords places are... less then pleasant to work in." Your father sighs, and rubs his forehead. "You know there is no other option. The lords pay well, and a few of them aren't terrible." You sigh, and lean back in your chair. "I know. Which lord would you like for me to work for." "Lady Dimitrescu."

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You stand, your chair screeching backwards. "Her? Father you know that castle is nothing but blood, tears, and death!" You exclaim. "[Name]. Sit, and quiet down." You huff, and sit, crossing your arms in front of your chest. "Hear me out. She pays the most, even though those who work for her often... go missing." You sigh, unfolding your arms and rubbing your eyes. "You need to understand hun, I don't want to do this. I might loose my daughter. But, you'll only have to work for as long as we need, then we'll bring you home straight away." You grimace, then let out a defeated sigh. "Alright, I'll do it. When do I start?"