White Wolf Butler

Ch.3

"Please, father please wake up, who hurt you", the young nine year old Kassidy huddled over her father's corpse crying. "Please don't leave me."

  A dark figure came from above Kassidy, she turned around in fear, "Vincent", she cried. He kneeled down to the ground, and cradled her in his arms, lifted her up, and carried her away from the body. He didn't speak word, but Kassidy cried louder, and began to slap him, "no we can't leave him like that, please Vincent."

  He held her hands together and continued to walk, she struggled against his arms. "I will return for him, when you are safe", Vincent scolded. Kassidy stopped fighting.

  "What happened, and what is going to happen to me?", she questioned. He looked down at her sadly, "I will tell you in the morning."

  A few blocks later Vincent looked down at Kassidy who had fallen asleep, "how could he ask me to put you in an orphanage."

  Vincent opened the gate to the Halsted Mansion, the gate squeaaked, and woke Kassidy.

  "So glad you are awake, how about we get you cleaned up, have a light meal, then get some sleep", he stated calmly as he climbed the stairs. Groggily Kassidy shook her head to okay it. "What would you like eat?", Vincent looked down again.

  "Something warm I'm so cold", she said shaking. "I will make you some soup", Vincent stated as he took Kassidy's jacket off. He picked her up again, and carried her to her room. He pulled out an old t-shirt and some old shorts, "here put these on, and I will draw you a warm bath. He bowed, and left the room, Kassidy got changed and waited for Vincent.

  "My Lady, are you ready", Vincent knocked softly. "Oh my you're shivering, into the bath with you." She followed Vincent to the shower room.

  "Alright Miss, I will send Mira in soon till to help, but for the time soak in the tub." He bowed and left for the kitchen to make her her favorite soup. While he did that Kassidy lowered herself into the warm water, goosebumps scattered across her skin.

  A half an hour passed, and a small knock came on the door, "my Lady, are you ready."

   Kassidy told the young maid to enter.

  Minutes later Kassidy was getting dried off, and changed. She felt comfortable in her pajamas, and she nearly had forgotten about her father. She left Mira, to clean the shower room. As she descended the stairs, she began to cry again. Vincent came running from the kitchen, and knelt down beside her. "My Lady, it will be alright, I will take care of you forever, if I must."
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"My Lady can you describe what a verb is, for the second time", Vincent asked, irritation in his voice.

  His question brought Kassidy back to her English lesson. She felt tears on her face. Vincent turned from the board and noticed the tears.

  "My Lady your mind has been somewhere other than English." Kassidy nodded, "I was remembering when I was nine." Vincent's posture lowered, he pulled his hanker chief from his pocket, and handed it to Kassidy. "My Lady I do apologize."