Deception

Madam Rucia

Stiles dressed in the green cloak, noting how it seemed to fit perfectly. He couldn't get his head around it...

This was real, he was a sorcerer.

But had all his pain been worth it? Only time would tell.

Just as he pulled his shoes on, there was a knocking at his door.

"You should be up and ready by now!" A booming female voice shouted from the other door.

Stiles winced, startled.

"I-I am!" He shouted, stammering over his words.

He ran over to the door, opening it.

A tall plump lady, with strange bright orange hair tied up into a bun, with a shrewd face glared at him.

"Madam Rucia?" Stiles guessed.

She nodded stiffly.

"Come with me" She barked then started to walk forward at a speedy paste. Stiles struggled to keep up with her.

She spoke loudly and with authority "I am the head of this household. That means everything you do you will report to me, is that understood?"

Stiles gulped.

"Yes, Ma'am"

"Once you finish a chore I will instruct you on your next one. And so on. There is a way things work around here and it must be followed, do you understand me?"

"Yes Ma'am"

They stop suddenly as Madam Rucia turned to face him, glaring directly into his eyes. She then poked him in the chest hard.

"I don't care you used to be human, I'll expect you to learn as fast as anyone else, no slacking and no favours! I'm not going to treat you any differently to all the other servants under my jurisdiction"

All Stiles could say was "Y-yes Ma'am"

"If you get something wrong? You know who gets it in the neck? Not you! Me! As you are now my responsibility. So you better behave and do what say, are we clear? Do we understand each other?"

Stiles swallowed nervously and nodded.

"I asked you to speak! Are we clear?" She demanded, getting right into his face.

"Yes Ma,am" Stiles hurriedly said.

Madam Rucia seemed to relax but still seemed to glare and narrow her eyes at him as if she didn't believe a word that came out of his mouth then making a motion with her hands for him to follow they moved on.

Through the lime lit corridors. Ball of lights floating in mid air. But Stiles could actually feel it this time, the energy circling the light, giving of a strange white spiralling energy.

Stiles also noticed the green colour dotted everywhere, it reminded him of where he'd met the Lord of Mind.

He assumed they were back at his facilities. This guy seriously seemed to have a thing for the colour green, he remembered most of the buildings he'd seen had been that colour to.

Almost like how the Grand Master seemed to have silver dotted everywhere in his throne room.

He glanced at Madam Rucia, wondering if it was safe to ask her some questions. She was seriously scary. She reminded of teachers at his school, that when he was little used to speak terror into his heart whenever they addressed him or came into the room.

"I-I had a note in my room, was that from you?"

"It was but I had another servant deliver it to you" She replied her voice emotionless.

Given hope for him that she didn't sound irritated he carried on.

"It said I'm to meet my Training  Master at two, what does that mean?"

Madam Rucia didn't answer for a while as they walked, as if she was thinking of anything she'd rather be doing but finally she did reply "They are educators in our world and our sorcery. I will teach you how to do your job and conduct yourself around other sorcerous. He will teach you about our world and how to lean our ways, including our energy"

So his like a teacher Stiles thought excitedly. He couldn't wait to learn about this world and more about this magic but then he was surprised. Servants got teachers and where educated? He'd been expecting to be treated well, like a slave...

Madam Rucia saw his expression and scoffed rolling her eyes as she said snappily "You think we treat our servants like humans used to?"

Stiles didn't reply but he did wince a little. Humans past history wasn't great to put it lightly.

"Unlike their world, servants here represent their owners. A bad treated servant reflects badly on the owner. You shouldn't have servants unless you can afford to treat them right"

"So it's about money?"

Like everything is.

"The better your slaves or servants are educated and looked after, the more money you must have?"

Madam Rucia glanced at him, was she...impressed?

"It usually takes longer for a new sorcerer to grasp that concept"

"Well, the human world pretty much revolves around the stuff so...it wasn't a hard leap" Stiles shrugged.

Then he frowned. Had he just called his world...the human world. Like he wasn't part of it anymore? It was strange that had come out of his mouth so easily, he thought it would be hard separating himself from his past but thinking about it now, nothing inside him felt connected to that world anymore.

The warmth in his blood was still with him and the tinkling under his skin and everything inside him was now screaming, this was where he was meant to be.

Stiles wasn't sure if it was due to the new energy burning inside him but whatever it was he didn't care. It felt good.

And maybe that was a little worrying.

They stopped outside a large dark red door but nothing compared to how huge the Grand Master's doors had been.

Madam Rucia opened the door, stepping inside.

Her eyes on him but they did seem a midge softer than before. Though who knows he could easily be imagining it.

"Right, lets get you to work"

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