《The Demon’s Bride 》Chapter 130: The Moving Vase-II
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Elise, who watched how his lips that were ample and full in the color there was vivid move, read the words he spoke again. She carefully read his lips not wanting miss whatever he spoke of. Finally after his lips closed, Ian repeated, "are you waiting for a punishment to work, Elise?"
Elise in response looked down on her broom, forgetting her work because Ian had spoke to her. This wasn't her fault for stopping but Master Ian for distracting her, thought Elise who then whispered him back. "I will resume my work, have a good day, master Ian."
Ian gave her a nod, letting Elise to move from her position and clean the floor again. Meanwhile Cynthia and Austin came beside him and spoke. Elise who had decided to work without being distracted by Ian once again took a small peek. Frankly it was hard not to look at him for a short time. Seeing Cynthia and Austin beside them, she smiled and went to sweep the floor.
Carmen was the first one to finish cleaning the floor, brushing the dust to collect on one place. "Elly would you like a help or could you do this by yourself, I think it's time for me to go to tend the kitchen."
"I will be fine alone, see you later." Elise responded for Carmen to leave. Elise who was now alone, quickly clean the room, without missing a single cloud of dust forming on every corner of the room.
Once she was done, Elise was proud on how clean the room was now. She then left the room, closing the door with the lock when she heard a sound of something hard falling down on the carpet. It sounded very hard and distinct which helped her to know that there was a problem. With her brows furrowed, she wondered if it was the same phenomenon Carmen told her earlier. Of how things fall once she left.
As Elise live her life associated with ghosts or creatures, she doubted it could be only clumsy mistake she made. Opening the lock of the room, Elise's head went in first to look before her feet followed. She held the broomstick to her hands, in case of something or anything unwanted to come upon her, she could use the broomstick to protect herself.
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Despite searching through the room she found nothing when the same sound happened again. This time, Elise noticed it came from outside. She made her way out, still holding the broomstick before her and followed the sound to the corridor.
Elise turned her face to the right seeing something small moved and her brows furrowed. Upon a closer look, it was a vase moving on her own. "A ghost?" Elise gasped. This was the first time she ever seen ghost in White Mansion. Curiously she took one step forward, watching how the vase they shakes as it moved forward didn't seem to be dangerous.
Carefully, Elise made closer to the vase, bending down, she heard a very small, barely audible voices from the vase and tilted her ears to get a better hearing of the voices from the vase, "I... Damn... This... Hell...wi..you."
Elise pulled her face away from the vase, how odd it sounded like Hallow's voice. "Hallow?" Elise called his name and at once the voice get louder.
"Elly! Elly!" cried Hallow. For the sake of Hell someone was here hearing him!
Elise picked the vase where Hallow was to her hands. She wondered if she heard right that the creature on the vase was calling her name. "How did you end up here?" She questioned but it was futile as no reply came with her. She shouldn't stood here like a sore thumb holding the vase, thought Elise. It would be weird if someone hear the vase talking too.
Elise quickly closed the door, locking it and placed the broom beside the wall, hiding it so it wouldn't be seen and carefully holding the vase to make way to Ian's study room. As Elise walked in fast steps without noticing how the broomstick she placed carefully had fallen down from the wall, rolling in the floor even though Elise had made sure twice the broom was in the position that wouldn't fall.
As Elise walked to the hallways, her feet padded up the stairs to Ian's study room. She made a knock that came without reply and she wondered if Ian was still in the tea party. Bringing the vase with her to the room, she carefully entered, "excuse me," whispered Elise to see how there was no one in the room.
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When Elise places the vase down, Hallow stopped moving and it was because he knew that unlike the damnable Demon who had kept him inside the vase, Elly wouldn't do anything to harm him. That Demon! Why was he on the world of living anyway? Most Demons reside in Hell which was the basic rule. Yet Ian was here as a human for centuries even.
He must have been banished, scoffed Hallow in his mind, his feet tapping in worry. He wasn't afraid of that demon, claimed Hallow to himself. Hallow just needed the protection he could provide on and hang to Elise who was his lifeline. At first it was strange for human to talk to him or see him but Elise was someone who had knitted him cloaks in Winter which make her a good person. It wasn't too bad either to have company of a human who could talk with him.
Elise walked around the place a little but stopped thinking it would be weird and was about to sit down when something flap over her eyes. Elise guarded her face and shut her eyes to open after a few second and see the craw with the same blood red eyes with her.
"Your eyes look very similar to Master Ian's." Elise whispered to the craw, when her hand went to brush the head, she watched the crow's beak open.
Instead of a caw, the voice came which was low enough to her ears that felt hot even though there was no senses she could feel.
"Did you find the vase, Elise?" Ian humored himself with a chuckle breaking to his lips. "If you wish to let Hallow out from the vase, you will have to throw and break the vase."
Elise didn't know how Ian was able to see her but she was stunned when the crow let out Master's Ian voice. "Is the crow you, Master Ian?"
"This craw, no, I'm a creature who walk with two long legs, having two hands, a head, lips that were shaped to speak and eyes that isn't round shaped. That chick would make noise so I thought to teach him lessons to quiet down."
Elise still couldn't comprehend how the crow could voice Ian's voice and her hand settled at the crow's head. "Patting my head are you Miss Elise. It seems that you've grown very very big that you are able to pat my head without restrain or holding back."
Elise pulled her hands from the crow, her eyes then met the Crows' which seemed to be lively and full of emotions. "You said the crow wasn't you," reasoned Elise for rubbing the crow's head.
"It's not me but a part of me. Did I forget to mention that?" came Ian's oblivious words and Elise wondered if it was true he forgot. "You will need to break the vase for the chick to be released but if you find him irritating let him be there forever, the castle need some fun haunted things. Like moving vase, unclosed doors, or pianos that play on its own. It's a perfect fit for me. We can use this to scare others from inviting themselves to the castle," like Lady Ellen and Duke Gary.
"Wouldn't throwing the vase hurt Hallow?" asked Elise.
"No, dear, trust me," said Ian, "if I wish to kill that chick I would have done it long ago. A snap of finger is all it need to take."
"I believe in you." Elise said and was responded with Ian's laugh.
"How I appreciate that trust very much. I trust you too and my trust came very hard earned but it is a privilege for you. My only wish is that you never betray me." Elise felt her heart flipped and turn regardless of the man was across her or that he was far from her. The crow seemed to be smirking even though it didn't made much expression.
Elise felt her smile widening, "I will never betray you, Master Ian and I will take care of your trust."
Ian said, "you will have take care of me first before my trust, it is what most important. Before you go and break the vase, two days after today you will come with me."
"Two days?" asked Elise to him.
"What else silly girl, we will be going to buy shoes for your precious feet." Ian replied, the gesture had Elise to feel elated. "We will be going to the town." Ian stated.
A/N: Dont forget to vote~ <3
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