Young Master Damien's Pet

Penny was looking at the books as she read through the books of Lady Isabell for the sixth or seventh time. The books were big and it took her time to complete them one after another so that she could memorize most of them.

It was past noon and the room's door was knocked. Looking up she saw it was the butler who had come to call her for lunch.

"Milady, lunch is going to be served," said Durik with his head bowed at her.

"I will be there," Penny replied to him to see the butler walk away from the door. Closing the books she had spread around her, she placed it back inside the cupboard before scattering out of the bed to step down and walk out of the room.

Damien was in the council therefore it was possible that he wouldn't be joining everyone or her for lunch today. On her way, she met Maggie who appeared to look dull and mellow but when their eyes met, Maggie put up a smile instantly.

"Good afternoon, Penelope," the vampiress greeted her.

"Good afternoon, Lady Maggie. How are you doing?" Penny greeted the woman back. Since the time Grace had snitched on her elder sister, the words between her father, her step-mother and her had been less or non-existent as Penny had not seen them speak to each other. Not in front of her at least.

"I have been doing well. I started to knit for the table in my room," Lady Maggie replied to her. Penny offered her a smile not knowing what to say. It had been several days since the vampiress had stepped out of the mansion, following her father's words which she was diligently following. If Grace had shown the same diligence, the atmosphere in Quinn's mansion would be much cleaner.

Penny had thought that after Grace had lost her fangs in front of everyone that had left her embarra.s.sed and shattered, she would change but she hadn't. It appeared that no matter how many times one washed the crow, the bird would continue to be black such as Grace's nature. No matter how many times she would be humiliated, she would come back in retaliation.

One thing that made her curious was who had approached for Damien's marriage. If it was Evelyn or if it was Lady Fleurance or was it Grace who had gone behind everyone's back to set Damien with the vampiress.

It was obvious that the girl hated her. If it weren't for Penny, Grace would have still had her fangs intact in her mouth but for what she had sowed, she had reaped by the hands of Damien.

Penny asked Lady Maggie as they were still heading towards the dining room, "Can I ask you something if you don't mind?"

Lady Maggie looked at Penny and gave her a nod, "Yes."

"Why does your father not want you to work? Is it purely just because people will look down on you when you are a pureblooded vampiress?" Penny had heard from Damien but she wanted to hear what Lady Maggie had to say.

The woman smiled at her, her footsteps stopping and so did Penny's, "That is one of the reasons. Long ago one of the distant relatives of ours used to help out a human. He was poisoned and corrupted. First by the body and then by the mind. You know what happens to corrupted beings," corrupted vampires were killed without a thought,?"My father doesn't want me to end up in the very same state. It is hard to make them understand when they love you so much where there is no room for argument."

Penny could see that Maggie was missing her time outside while sitting in here which was nothing less to a cage, "Lady Maggie, if you want to work, you should work without thinking what if's. You should maybe sit down with your father and talk to him about it on why you want to do it."

"It is easier to be said than being done. Our lineage might be thicker and stronger but that doesn't mean they see both the s.e.x equally," Lady Maggie offered her a smile again, placing her hand on Penny's shoulders, she said, "Don't worry, I am fine. It is just a matter of a few days."

"What about that...that man Grace mentioned," Penny knew she was being nosey but she wanted to help Lady Maggie. In this house, the vampiress didn't share her feelings with anyone and was always alone. Though Maggie wasn't expressive and loud as Grace, it saddened Penny to see her like this.

"He is no one," Lady Maggie cleared the air, "There's nothing between us," and it was true. Jerome Wells had started to visit her often and she had been keeping a distance from him. Now that it had been days since she had seen him or he had seen her, the man would eventually forget her, at least that is what Maggie had thought.

Right on time, there was someone who knocked on the main door and the butler went to greet the person. While Penny and Maggie were speaking in the corridor to each other, Durik had gone to meet Senior Quinn to get back to the guest who had arrived.

"I sometimes do wish Grace minded her work without dragging people into her matter. It gets tiresome after some time," Maggie confessed with a small sigh escaping through her mouth. historical

"I don't think she can be fixed," Penny muttered under her breath, "Come let's go have lunch. Everyone must be waiting," and they headed inside the dining room. Caitlin was already there and Penny made Maggie sit between her and Caitlin so that they could get more familiar and they were turning out to be good friends when it came to the little conversation.

The butler arrived in the room to announce, "Mr. Wells will be joining for lunch," hearing the name both Penny as well as Maggie looked at the door to see it was Jerome who entered the room.

"How good to see you, Mr. Wells. Please take a seat," said Senior Quinn as he waved his hand to one of the empty seats.

"It is good to see you too, Mr. Quinn," Jerome offered a small bow and his head then turned to look in Maggie's direction, a small smile on his lips.