Chapter 23
I was woken by the sound of someone pounding at my bedroom door. But I ignored it and chose to get back to sleep.
There was another sharp rap on the door. “Hey wake up! It’s four o’clock already,” said someone from the other side of the door.
Instead of waking up, I turned to my side and pulled the covers over my head.
Whoever outside the door was getting impatient. That person banged on the door angrily and screamed loud enough to wake the dead. “GET UP!”
“So noisy!” I grumbled as I grabbed a pillow and put it over my head to muffle the scream.
Suddenly, the door burst open. After that, I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer to me.
“Get up, Angela!” someone yelled.
“No, I’m still sleepy,” I muttered as I buried my face into my pillow.
All of a sudden, my pillow was ripped off of my face. “I said get up!” the person shouted impatiently.
When I didn’t give a response, that person torn the covers off me and started shaking me by my shoulders violently. “Come on, wake up!”
“Five more minutes, Dad,” I mumbled.
“I’m not your dad.”
Hearing that answer, my eyes snapped open. I saw a middle aged woman with black hair shot with grey hovering over me. She was wearing black and white maid uniform.
“Who are you?” I asked as I rubbed a hand wearily over my eyes.
She replied, “I’m Mariana. Don’t you remember me?”
At the mention of her name, everything that had happened yesterday came flooding back into my head. I remembered that my father drove me home. We found a mysterious car parking in front of our house. Apparently, it belonged to Randolph. The three of us went into the house and then we talked for hours before finally retired to our bedrooms.
I was just about to go to sleep when suddenly Randolph knocked on my bedroom door. He told me that the vampires that my grandfather sent were coming to catch me. We finally escaped out the back way and made a dash for the forest. However, we got waylaid by a group of vampires. Fortunately, my father and Randolph could defeat them, and we managed to get away from them.
My father ordered us to split up. He went alone, meanwhile I went with Randolph. I and Randolph accidentally trespassed on the territory of the kingdom of Nighshades. We got captured by the soldiers and they brought us to meet their king and queen. The king ordered the guards to throw Randolph into the dungeon, meanwhile, the queen wanted me to become her son’s pet.
The guards then dragged me to the the king and queen’s son’s bedroom, and I finally met Xavier, the handsome but arrogant vampire prince. At first, Prince Xavier didn’t want a pet, so he commanded the guards to send me back. But I didn’t know why he suddenly changed his mind and decided to keep me as his pet.
After I had an argument with the vampire prince, he ordered a maid to come to his bedroom. Not long after that, the maid arrived. The prince introduced her as Mariana to me. Prince Xavier lastly commanded Mariana to escort me to my new bedroom. And that’s how I ended up here now.
I jolt up into a sitting position. “Marina, what are you doing in my room?”
“It’s my task to wake everyone up in the morning,” she explained coldly.
“Oh,” I mumbled.
“Why didn’t you wake up even after I screamed at you?” she complained while putting her hands on her hips.
“I don’t know. Maybe because I am just not a morning person,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.
“Morning you said? It’s already four o’clock in the afternoon,” she snapped at me.
“I’m just tired out, okay? That’s why I didn’t hear you screaming,” I defended myself.
“Forget it! Now go take a shower and get dressed! After you have breakfast, I’ll explain the rules and your chores here,” she ordered.
“Okay,” I said.
Without saying anything else, Mariana turned on her heel and left my room.
I scrambled out of bed and went to the dresser. I opened one of the drawers and pulled out the first thing on top of the pile of maid uniforms. Opening another drawer, I took out a black lace bra and matching panties. Afterwards, I stamped out of my bedroom and hurried to the communal bathroom.
Last night, this bathroom was empty. On the contrary, the bathroom was crammed full of people now. I hurriedly grabbed a clean towel from the vanity and then sidled into one of the vacant shower cubicles. After taking a quick shower, I dried myself off with the towel, and lastly changed into the panties, bra, and maid uniform. The skirt of the maid uniform was a shade too short and it made uncomfortable. However, I had no choice but to wear it.
After throwing my dirty clothes into the laundry basket, I walked out of the bathroom and followed other maids to the kitchen to have breakfast.
Once I set foot on the kitchen, I was immediately welcomed by the angry Mariana.
“What do you think you’re doing, Angela?” she asked furiously.
I frowned with confusion. “What’s wrong?”
She suddenly yanked at my long hair. “You have to wear your hair in a bun! ”
“Ouch! Sorry, I don’t know,” I whimpered.
Letting go of my hair, she pointed at my shoes. “And you also must put on high heels and stocking, not flat shoes.”
“But I don’t like wearing high heels,” I protested.
“You’ll get used to it. Now go back to your room and get changed! I won’t allow you to have breakfast before you dress properly,” she ordered.
“Fine.” Turning around, I stormed out of the kitchen, and then returned to my bedroom.
I opened the drawer of my dresser, pulled out a pair of fishnet stockings, and quickly put it on. Next, I took out a pair of high heels from another drawer and then slipped it on. After that, I brushed my hair and then tied my hair up in a bun. Lastly, I walked back to the kitchen.
Satisfied with my appearance, Mariana finally allowed me to have breakfast with the other slaves. After we all had breakfast, Mariana dismissed all of the slaves except for me.
“Angela, listen to me carefully because I won’t repeat myself! As a slave in this palace, you must get up at four o’clock sharp every day. After taking a shower and having breakfast, all the slaves must do their chores right away,” she explained to me.
'A slave? Didn’t the king and queen say that I would be their son’s pet? But why did Mariana say that I was a slave?' I asked myself in bewilderment.
I wanted to ask Mariana, but bit my tongue. I didn’t want her to laugh at me if she knew I was actually supposed to be a pet here.
“Do you understand?” Mariana queried.
I nodded my head in understanding. “Okay, I get it. So what is my chore?”
Instead of answering my question, Mariana walked to a broom cupboard at the corner of the room. She opened it and took out a dustpan and broom. She then came over to me and shoved the broom and dustpan into my hands.
“Follow me!” she ordered while striding out of the kitchen.
I hurriedly went after her.
Mariana led me to an empty hallway.
“Clean this hallway! Once you finish, report back to me! After that, I’ll tell you your next chore,” she commanded.
“Okay,” I said.
Without saying another word, Mariana stalked off.
I began sweeping the floor.
“Don’t they have a vacuum cleaner here? How can I clean this long hallway with just a broom?” I grumbled.
'I have to find a way to get Randolph out of the dungeon so that we can escape from this place as soon as possible. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life sweeping the floor like this,' I thought.