A Pureblood slave

Chapter 21

How the hell am I going to get out of here?

I've been roaming aimlessly around the house looking for any unlocked doors or windows and come to nothing. So I'm going with plan B.

Find something big and heavy enough to break one of these windows.

Shouldn't be that hard. Too bad this house it vacant and completely empty no silverware, appliances, or even furniture. I thought Vivian was laying on a couch earlier but it must have been one of her black magic tricks.

I look through what's suppose to be a 'kitchen' and look through all the drawers and come across nothing again. I sigh and let my body roll down against the wall so I'm plopped down on my butt with my knees into my chest. What am I suppose to do now? There's nothing but empty cupboards and drawers and- Jesus why didn't I think of this sooner. I roll my eyes at myself and prop myself up and go to one of the many vacant drawers and easily take it off the rolling hinges.

I carry it to one of the big windows and take a deep breath. Okay you can do this now 1... 2... 3. I take the drawer and swing it back and use all my strength and swing it forward making the wood come in full contact with the fragile glass shattering the once stable piece into a thousand delicate fragments. I smirk to myself and my accomplishment and carefully climb out of the broken frame making sure not to cut my skin.

In a few seconds my feet land on my soft grass. I look around me and see open land. Fuck how am I suppose to get back? Bet ya didn't think about that did ya Mia. I silently curse to myself.

Fuck it.

I decide to walk wondrously and go with my gut feeling. As I'm walking along the dirt road a car is pulled over to the side of the road where a couple of vampires are standing outside around the vehicle chatting. Mia don't you dare. I go against my subconscious and walk towards them. You are surely about to die.

"Excuse me I'm afraid I'm terribly lost and can't find my master would you mind bringing me to him? He gets a bit of a temper when he loses his things and tends to give very good money to anyone who returns his things to him." I bullshit my way through my words and try to act as innocent and obedient as possible to avoid giving the wrong impression. The two men look at each other grins on their faces. Both of their pale skin giving me the jeebes. Both of them have dark hair and dark eyes to match. One looks slighter older than the other

"Yeah sure. How much money are we talking?" the older looking of the two says as he nudges the other one in the arm a smirk on their faces.

"Um lots! Fortunes if I may add!" I try to sound as believable as possible hoping they buy my lies.

"Alright. Where we heading to slave?" The same one asks.

"The Royal Palace."

He raises a curious brow not seeming to buy my lies anymore. Shit shit shit.

"For the wedding. He was invited to the wedding" I quickly come up with that excuse just in time.

"Of course" He says in memorization.

"Well we must hurry then it starts in only a couple hours" the younger one speaks up as we get in their car. Dear lord what did I get myself into.

"So how did you lose your master in the first place? Most lords don't let their slaves out of their sight." The man that spoke more asks. Ah fuck me.

"Um well we took a stop to use the restrooms and when I got done the limo was gone" I fake explain.

"How peculiar. Usually they'll do a double check." Fuck.