MAIDS

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Just like every other Monday, the girls tended to the garden. Some trimmed the overgrown flowers while others watered the plants. This time, the task took longer than usual because Davies, the current head vampire of the palace, had demanded perfection for the arrival of their master.

When they finally finished, the girls hurriedly ate the food Violet had brought for them and expressed their thanks before rushing back to the palace, where they were urgently needed.

Left alone, Violet decided to pass the time by playing games on her phone. Her work in the garden was done, and her mother had strictly warned her never to leave the garden for any reason until it was time to return home. As she settled into her usual spot, she suddenly heard voices approaching. Acting quickly, she climbed a tree, her phone clenched between her teeth, to avoid being seen and to observe what was happening below.

Once she was safely hidden, she watched as a young man with jet-black hair, wearing acid-wash jeans and a navy-blue shirt, and a blonde woman in khaki shorts and a yellow blouse walked into view. Though she couldn’t make out their faces clearly from her vantage point, their voices were unmistakably clear.

Their conversation was intriguing, revealing that they were protectors assigned to safeguard the fairy community from the Elves during the war—a war Violet remembered all too well, as it had occurred three years before her father’s death and ended the same year. She was surprised by their casual discussion in such a public space, apparently oblivious to their surroundings. To them, it might have seemed private, but Violet couldn’t help but think they were being careless.

After about fifteen minutes, the protectors finally left. Violet climbed down from the tree, her curiosity piqued. Deciding to do something daring, she made her way to the palace library.

It took hours of opening door after door before she finally found what she was looking for—though, unbeknownst to her, it was actually someone’s private study. The library was vast, larger than the one she and her mother had visited, and filled with files that could hold the answers they sought. She began searching for any information on Doris, and when she finally found an address, she was about to write it down when a voice, chilling in its familiarity, broke the silence.

"I’m glad you found what you were looking for. Now, do you mind sharing what you were trying to steal from my study, or should I find it myself? Trust me, it won’t be as easy as you think."

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