Chapter 2 - An unlikely interaction.

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It's been a busy first day, Dove has taught me allot. I haven't met any of the Dimitrescus yet, I expected them to at least interact with me, or say hello!

I've met a girl, Angelica Smith, she's a beautiful girl with pitch black hair and a small smile. Her presence makes me awefully happy, and I hope we know each other more.

I was walked down the hall when a erratic and rhythmatic buzzing entering my hearing. A swarm of flies melted into my vision and formed into a beautiful women, a foot or so taller than me.
"Oh~ You're new are you?" The women spoke, she had a tattoo on her forehead, wore a cloak and had auburn hair that was seemingly shaved on one side.

I could only nod, she must be one of the Dimitrescus, probably her daughter.
"Well, do you speak, maid?" The women crooned, holding a sickle to my throat.
"Yes, my lady. I'm Clementine Beaufoy, this is my first day."

Her mouth turned to a smile, "Ah she speaks. I'm Daniela, a inhabitant of this castle. I must say, for a Maiden you are oddly beautiful." She purred, putting her cold hand through my silken tresses. a shiver creeped up my spine as her touch electrified my emotions; I want to see this women more.

"Thank you, Lady Daniela, your compliments are very kind."
I dipped my head and did a small curtsey, before continuing on my chores.

The lady smirked, a small 'tsk' left her lips before she turned to flys and swarmed out.

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Me and Angelica have been talking so much, she's so sweet to me. We kissed in a closet earlier, it felt like magic.
We began to hold hands, and hum to each other. Our swooning must've been noticed because it caught wind to the Dimitrescus.

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!Gore warning!

It's been a few weeks of radio silence for Angelica, we had a short lived relationship.
As I was cleaning the dungeons, I stumbled across a small room with a putrid smell.
My nose scrunched in disgust as I wandered in, what I saw, what I smelled, it was horrible.

"Angelica.."

Is all I could whisper, her black hair was melting off her skull, her face was deformed and sliced to near extinction.

I held a hand over my mouth, a large amount of bile nearly erupted. I slouched over, expelling the horrid mess from my throat. As I was about to leave, a small shine caught my eye; a bracelet. It was silver with a lotus flower charm hanging off.

Lotus flowers are my favorite.

I took the bracelet, rubbing off the small amount of blood and slipped it onto my wrist.

I quickly moved to my quarters, falling to my knees as I closed the door. My head leaned against the wood as I sobbed, holding my legs to my chest and nearly wailing.
This was too much, but I've made a commitment, I need to stay with this family.

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