Demons Of The Night

Chapter 2.

Duties

I was woke up in a room that looked like a old hospital with a bunch of beds and nurses. When they realized I was awake, a nurse walked over to me and checked my beeping monitor. She was attractive. She wore a short nurses outfit that hugged her curves. She had brown hair rolled into a bun. "How are you feeling?" She looked down at me and smiled. "I'm feeling okay." I said wondering what happened.

I remember the conversation from last night with Alisha. He had killed my family. I started crying remembering the conversation. "Oh, there there. It's okay. You will grow to like it here." I would never like it here. I hate the king.

"Well, everything looks okay. You can go now." She had a guard escort me back to my bedroom. Where I found a short maid outfit and a list of chores. Mostly in the kings bedroom. I put the maid outfit on, it was way too short for my liking. I looked down on the dresser where the list was.

Isabelle, these are your chores. Do them right and you shall be rewarded, if you don't then you will be punished.
-Clean my bedsheets
-Scrub my floor
-Clean my bathroom counters
-Clean my tub
-Scrub the shower
-Clean my desk
-Wipe the walls down
-Clean my portraits

There were many other things on the list, so I got to work. I tried to push my mother and father to the back of my mind. When I got finished cleaning his room I walked into his bathroom. When I turned the switch on, it was marvelous! I had never seen a more beautiful bathroom in my entire 17 years.

The bathtub was black marble, it was so big it looked as if it could fit ten people. The walls were black and white and the floor had a black and white swirl pattern. I cleared off the counters wiping them down and scrubber the tub and shower. When I was done, I felt like crap.

I pulled the maid outfit off and threw it in the nearest laundry basket, and found my way towards my bathroom. It looked just like my title. A servants bathroom. It was medium sized, with a small toilet and a small shower. I didn't care, I just wanted to wash the last three days off of my body. When I finished I turned the water off and grabbed a towel.

When I looked into the mirror, I could see marks on my neck from where he grabbed me and left purple bruises. It looked as if I tried to hang myself. I walked into my bedroom hoping to find a set of night clothes, when I discovered a piece of paper on my bed.

Isabelle, the King has requested you to meet you in his room after your done showering. There is a set of clothes in the top drawer of your dresser. It has a sticky note on it. Do as he asks. Do not ask him questions unless given permission to do so. Ill come see you later.
              -Alisha   

Great. Just what I needed. Another round of the king choking me. I sighed and done as her letter said. There was a sticky note on the clothes in my top drawer that said put this on. It was a dress. It was gorgeous actually. It was slim fit and light purple with sequins going up my back. I had some light purple heels in my closet. Ugh. I hated wearing heels. I put the dress on and the heels. I curled my hair and let it roll down my back. Okay. I thought to myself. I can do this.

I slowly walked across the hall. I stopped when I came to his door and slightly knocked three times. He opened the door and looked at me. He looked at me up and down tracing the dress over my curves, then my breast, until he finally rested his eyes on my own. "Come in, human." He said, with slight humor in his voice.

When I walked into the room, I found a table with two candle and a plate on my side. He looked at me as I just stood there, not knowing what this was about. Yesterday, I was a slave whom would stay here for the rest of my life. Now he's treating me to dinner in his bedroom? I was so confused I hadn't noticed him staring at me until he cleared his throat looking at me as if I was stupid.

"Sit. Down. Human." He said between gritted teeth. "Okay."I said, not wanting to make him any more angrier than he already was. We sat there for a long time before he finally spoke. "What made your go to our emergency room here?" I was confused because I didn't exactly know myself.

"Answer me human." He said growing impatient. "I-I don't k-know." I was afraid of him, and he knew it. I seen a big smile go across his face. "I know you are afraid of me, you should be." He said sarcastically, he had humor swimming in his eyes. How did he know that? I looked at him, way more scared than I was before. "I know that, because I can read your mind. I'm an original vampire. I can do things most vampires can not do." He laughed, knowing the power he had. I sat there just looking at the table when suddenly a man that looked like a waiter walked in.

He put a plate of what looked like baked chicken with mixed vegetables and mashed potatoes and gravy right in front of me, along with a glass of white wine. Then he put a dark glass in front of the king, bowed and left. I could only assume it was blood. He sipped on it while watching me eat. I was starving. When I was almost done, I took a peek and looked at him and noticed he was looking at me as if I was his soul mate. When he noticed I was looking at him, his expression was gone, replaced with anger.

I spoke in my mind asking him if I could speak. He nodded. "How did I do today?" I asked a simple question, not wanting to anger him. He laughed at me. "Obviously you did well, human. I'm rewarding you. You have permission to speak, but do not ask me a stupid question.

"Who brought me here?" I asked nervously. He eyed me, looking as if he wanted to snap my neck in two. "My guards did." I wanted to scream at him, but I didn't need a repeat of yesterday. "Why?" I asked politely. "To live, we have to have blood. We can not drink from our own kind, unless we are married. It is illegal to do so without matrimony." He looked annoyed. "My turn." He said looking mad.

"If your so afraid, why haven't you ran away from me? Why haven't you fled this castle?" I didn't know how to answer that. So I went with my heart. "I do not wish to be killed or punished. If I can remain living I would like to do so and I would like to do it without having to argue with the king everyday, for the rest of my life." He looked at me as if he could slap teeth out of my mouth.

"You are dismissed. Leave." Without thinking I got up and retreated to my bedroom. I slipped my light on, pulled my clothes off and found a short pair of night shorts and a t shirt. I shut my light off and crawled into bed. I had so much more I wanted to know. Right now, I needed sleep. I closed my eyes and did just that.