Dinner ended in a rather eerie atmosphere. Serena declined Delfina Delettrez Fendi's invitation to show her the way and made her way to her room based on her vague memory. As she stepped alone into the long, quiet corridor of the mansion, the scenes from earlier replayed in her mind. Fear slowly spread from the depths of her heart, gradually engulfing her...
Meanwhile, Chille was still immersed in their previous conversation, pondering in her mind, "Did you, as a Demon, pick up on anything from the information earlier, Delfina Delettrez Fendi?" "No, nothing at all." The maid's tone was firm and decisive, without any hesitation or contemplation. Her beautiful purple eyes slightly narrowed as she quietly admired the young Count who was feeling his way in the darkness.
"Is that so? Well then~" A cold laugh echoed in her heart as the young Count's fingertips caressed the rolled rim of the ink-blue bone china teacup adorned with a golden floral pattern on the table. Silence filled the air for a while before he spoke again, "I believe you." Chille held Delfina Delettrez Fendi's hand and pressed it to his own delicate cheek, whispering softly, "What?" Delfina Delettrez Fendi stared blankly at the clear and sparkling eyes before her, reflecting her somewhat stunned expression. "I..." She was about to say something when she was silenced by a kiss, lingered on their tongues, sweet and tantalizing. "Tell me when you're ready to say it," he murmured, watching Chille's slightly blushing lips as he swallowed. "Alright?" A soft thud, the beating of her heart. "Chuckle - you should really see the interesting expression you have right now, filled with anticipation." The next moment, a malicious remark brought Delfina Delettrez Fendi back to reality. She blinked and regained her composure, looking at Chille's cool fingertips that affectionately and gently stroked her flushed cheek while he chuckled softly, "How silly." Arching her eyebrows, clenching her fists, the maid looked into Chille's foxy and beautiful eyes, seeing the distinct mockery in them. She instantly understood that Chille was holding a grudge against her for her recent deceit and refusal. But because she couldn't do anything to him, the petty little troublemaker could only come over to tease and disgust her on purpose. Yes, she knew exactly what had just happened, but as a flesh-eating Demon, she would never reveal it no matter what. Thinking of this, the maid knew deep down that she still held the upper hand, secretly delighted in her heart. It felt good to be the one who could solve riddles. Taking a gentle breath, Delfina Delettrez Fendi licked her lips, savoring the lingering sweet sensation that had touched her heart. Meanwhile, Chille squinted his eyes slightly, teasingly observing Delfina Delettrez Fendi's self-satisfaction at this moment...
Serena looked around at the repetitive scenery, clasping her hands to her chest and unconsciously tightening her grip, feeling more and more that this luxurious mansion, nestled alone in the desolate wilderness lake, was so sinister in this silent night. She was completely lost in this vast and complex aristocratic mansion and didn't know which way to go anymore. Serena regretted a bit why she had declined Delfina Delettrez Fendi's offer to show her the way, but as she thought of the maid, that twisted feeling emanating from her grew more vivid over time, making Serena tremble – ultimately, Delfina Delettrez Fendi was the source of her fear. "Don't scare yourself, surely I must have misinterpreted the earlier scene," Serena muttered, swallowing her saliva and vigorously shaking her head to comfort herself. "What's important now is to quickly find the way to the guest room. After safely getting through this night, I can find a reason to... go back... home?"And at this moment, Serena suddenly remembered the warning von Tagovofsky had given her before - under no circumstances should she return home. It was the first time the young girl had seen such a severe and solemn expression on her gentle and loving mother's face, a expression that even revealed an unmistakable fear and despair in her eyebrows.
Blood, roses,
Witches, sorcery,
The story Chille had just told came rushing into Serena's mind. In a daze, she seemed to see a thick mist closing in around her. Perhaps her seemingly ordinary and mundane life was just a hypocritical illusion, and the eerie and twisted evil had never left her, always lurking in the dark corners, watching her.
Dah-dah-dah... The sound of footsteps echoed clearly in the silent corridor, growing closer and closer to her. Serena, lost in her thoughts, was startled, and a chill ran down her spine. She turned her body, her waist creaking, and looked in the direction of the sound.
Dim moonlight seeped in from the windows, pale and hazy. The spacious and cold corridor was covered in a thin mist, created by the chill of the night. And within this cold moonlight and hazy mist, a slender and graceful figure gradually emerged, walking towards her. Gradually becoming clear, her exquisite and enchanting face appraised Serena with a dignified smile. Her fair and delicate skin seemed transparent under the pale moonlight, its beauty eerie and mesmerizing.
"Miss Delfina Delettrez Fendi."
Holding her breath tightly, Serena looked at the dignified and polite maid. For some reason, she felt as if her heart was being tightly clenched by something, and a thin layer of sweat began to form on her palms.
"I just passed by Miss Serena's room and found that you were not there. I was worried that you had lost your way, so I came to check on you."
Carrying a brass oil lamp with a hairpin handle, Delfina Delettrez Fendi approached her gracefully, her refined face illuminated by the dim candle flame, casting dark shadows over her eyes. In a somewhat eerie tone, she said softly, "Do you need any help?"
"Um... thank you. I'm fine," Serena pressed down the unfounded fear in her heart, forcing a polite smile toward the maid in front of her, and took a slow step towards her.
In the next moment, her heartbeat stopped. The eyes of the young Miss Delfina Delettrez Fendi in front of her were not shrouded in shadows, but completely black, like two huge voids, staring at her lifelessly.
"Please follow me~ me~ me~"
The gradually distorted tone,
Her emerald green pupils constricted like needles. Serena was frozen in place, her body stiff, and she stared in horror at the "Delfina Delettrez Fendi" in front of her, who slowly reached out her pale and ethereal hand.
Moonlight and mist passed through her flesh and bones, slowly elongating and distorting, wanting to grab her wrist, tightly clenching, dragging and pulling her towards the endless darkness -
"Miss Serena? What are you doing there?"
Suddenly, a gentle and sweet voice came from behind, as if time had started flowing again.
Drenched in cold sweat, Serena, who had just experienced near suffocation, took deep breaths of the fresh and cool air, blinking her eyes. In front of her was an empty and silent corridor, as if everything just now was nothing but her imagination.
She turned around. "Are you lost?"
At this moment, Delfina Delettrez Fendi stood quietly behind her, holding an identical brass oil lamp, elegantly smiling and asking, "Do you need any help?"
