Chapter 19 Weakness...

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Mioke's POV

I held the young Mistress bridal style as she stared sightlessly ahead. I was struck by worry, she was rubbing her wrists which seemed to be hurt badly just by being touched by those men? I understood why. She are very little and refused to drink milk, it isn't surprising she's easily damaged. She's just so small and fragile that it worrys she'll be carried away by a gust of wind. She looked displeased as I neared Phantomhive. Sebastian explained what this fabric meant as the angry villagers closed in on the mayor. A white haired girl was staring at the young Mistress with great interest which made me frown slightly. Everyone turned they're anger toward the mayor now and we're chaining him to a fence post.

It was nearly morning when the young Mistress awoke and sat up. Another blood curdling scream echoed the halls as I stood up once more.
"Won't I ever get a break?" The young Mistress asked herself. I heard Phantomhive sigh and get up too. We headed down the halls and out the door to see the chewed up corpse of the mayor. This was unexpected. This time an odd scent hung in the air. The demon hound?
"Young Mistress this is the demon hounds doing." I murmured in her ear. She nodded her head in response and walked over to the corpse. She stared into his eyes with a relentless stare and let out a low hiss.
"Honestly will I get a break?" She hissed standing up again and left. I laughed lightly and walked alongside the young Mistress. I'll make one hell of a meal outta you.

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