Army of the Damned

VOLUME 7 Chapter 1

 As snow lightly fell on the silent estate with its bright lights giving life to its white exterior and gilded interior. With a solace one could only find in the farthest and most rural of places, Bahamut looked out of the balcony as she breathed in the cold air. "That Bloodsucker lives far better than I expected. Good food too. Master, you should try the beef sometime."

Her head turned sideways to see her man sleeping soundly on the King sized bed. Dusting off her hands, she picks up the silverware plate and utensils. Putting it outside as she goes to the room adjacent to his. With an elegant dark pink color and white marble stands and white cabinets with gilded handles and trimmings, she knelt down on a bunch of boxes in front of the mirror table.

She quickly took her tiny bed out and turned it to its side then below before removing her crown. Her eyes darted left and right as she closed her eyes and could only sense the braided twintail Elven maid picking up the plate outside.

Deeply breathing in, she buries her face on its soft surface and quick a long hard sniff as she laid her back on the soft carpet floor. "Phwah!" As she tightly hugged it, the dragon girl quickly lifted her torso up as she continued to rummage through her belongings which were mostly the stuff Paul had bought to take care of her.

Aside from her collection of jewelry. She didn't have much as the woman found herself standing up just to notice a book in contrast with the white top of the mirror table.

Quickly stealing it, her eyes darted down to see a translation of Common to Romanz named "How To Vampire Language for Dummies - Kingdom of Rose and its many Dialects" by a person named "SERANABESTGIRL".

Suddenly, a memory of her asking Alana for a book from the Chosen Ones came to her eyes. "Oh, that was fast, Bloodsucker." She promptly turned around and took one of the pillows on the large bed. Walking out and back to her Master's room where she ignited the unlit oil lamps with her mere presence.

Seeing Elizabeth's practice papers. She takes the pen and begins writing things down. Remembering how the two Vampires sat down. She put one leg over the other and with the paper now closer to her, the woman smiled as she slouched and began practicing till after an hour passed when she stood up and looked out of the large balcony door with its glass frame. "I want to eat."

Soon after bugging the maids, she fell asleep on the chair with multiple silver platters on top of her translation book. With a big wide smile on her face, she only woke up after hearing noises outside the door.

Stretching her arms and legs before her spine. She quickly turned around and looked out and could see Alana in her white nightwear and slippers. Entering her office with a coffee plate with instant packs next to the cup in hand. "Goodness, by the Bloods. I was just gone for a few months." As she opened the door to her office, the Countess heavily sighed before heading in.

Bahamut just shrugged as she breathed in and for a moment, she caught the tiny scent of food. Even though it was already long in the evening, the Dragon turned around and saw her Master safely asleep and walked out of the room, heading straight down the large stairs.

Alana just sat down on her chair when her sharp ear twitched as she could hear the clacks of shoes from her Lord's room. Taking a quick sip of the coffee, she pushed the chair back and went out of her office. Stalking the dragon through the manor. Surprised at how lax she was as she went down to the first floor kitchen and noticed the Elven Chef who just finished tying up fresh beef.

Washing his hands, the Elf went out the back door as he fetched his fur coat. Moving through the cold night and into the servants building. Seeing the chance, Bahamut walked into the cabinet just to find raw beef. Looking down below, she could feel the scent of something even better.