Young Master Damien's Pet

Penelope wasn't sure if there was a way to break down the news that one was a witch and not a human as she knew how skittish the butler was. She could only hope that the butler wouldn't go running to the hills or worse to the mansion while screaming 'Witch! Witch!' at the top of his lungs.

No problem though, said Penny in her mind. If he were to do it, the worse case she would have to tie him up here to push him in the other empty cell.

"I am not a human, Durik," Penny broke the news to him.

The butler who heard this wondered if the lady was telling that she was not human enough but a monster. Maybe she was emotionally feeling cold?

Penny, on the other hand, gauged the man's reaction to seeing if the information had sunk into his mind to realize it hadn't, "I am white witch," she finally said without beating around the bush and his eyes went wide.

"W-what?" the butler asked, fear rising in his eyes, and Penny could only sigh for the oncoming storm which was going to hit the butler hard enough to have him fall down.

"Do you know the difference between a white and a black witch?" she asked him.

"T-they kill and like to eat humans, vampires, and different creatures?" the butler stuttered with an answer.

From what Penny knew, the butler was a human before he was turned to a half-vampire. He had spent most of his time being a human than being a vampire as he was still new to it.

"I wouldn't differentiate them entirely as each side of the creature has some good and some bad. There are good white witches, bad white witches, good black witches and bad black witches, similar to how humans are good and bad," Penny explained to him before he could bolt out from here, "There is going to be a war between all the creatures and some of us are preparing for it. Some of the white, black witches and some vampires are trying to dominate the land."

"Does master Damien know about it?" Durik asked, still in fear. By looks, the lady appeared to be normal who never did anything out of the norm.

Penny gave him a nod, "He knew before I did."

She needed the butler to trust her as they needed someone to perform the spell on, "I didn't know whom to ask in the mansion and when I thought about it, you were the one who came in my mind that I could trust you," she said being frank to the butler, "You appear to be someone who is genuine."

Hearing this, the butler couldn't stop but think highly of himself that he was being entrusted by the lady when compared to the rest of them.

"The people in the mansion aren't aware of it yet, and only my friend Caitlin and Damien are the ones who know about my ident.i.ty which is why I will need you to keep this information a secret. Can you do that for me?" Penelope asked, her head tilting to look at him, "In return, I will ask Damien to let you free."

The butler snapped his head up to look at her.

Penny had come to find out that initially, the butler had tried to get away from working here but it had been unsuccessful. The butler's ears perked up, happy to get away from here.

The butler then shook his head, "Don't take me wrong, milady, but aren't you worried that I will tell people about who you are?" he asked her.

She smiled at his question, "I think you and I both know that if you did that Damien would hunt you down. I know you wouldn't do it."

The butler wasn't sure if the lady was telling or trying to scare him.

"Are you still willing to help? If you can, you can go back to the mansion and carry on with your work," Penny didn't want it to seem like she was forcing him. Though she needed someone to turn to a toad, she also wanted the man to have his choice. historical

Durik gave it some thought then nodded his head, "Okay. I am in."

Penny gave him a small nod and they went inside the cell where the butler caught sight of a black witch inside one of the cells here.

The butler was more than shocked to see a black witcher in here, "This is the butler of the Quinn's," Penny introduced Durik to the black witch.

"Piers," introduced the scrawny black witcher to both of them.

"Why do we have a black witch here, Lady Penelope?" Durik asked Penny in a whisper.

Before Penelope could reply to the butler's question, the black witcher answered him, "I was caught while trying to steal something from a house."

What a frank person, thought Penny to herself.

"Do you need something for the spell to work?" Penny asked the witcher who shook his head.

"Just the spells should do. It is how you p.r.o.nounce every single syllable and don't miss words. You will first need to memorize the words," said the witcher to tell, "Listen to this carefully. Eieenle par twarfere yuvel arv ire bellen wisp le nout."

Hearing the gibberish words spoken by the witcher, he again repeated it for her so that she could grasp it.

He then moved his hand in the air as he brought it up, moving it back and forth to tell Penny, "While a black witch makes a spell, it is necessary that you have contact before leaving a spell. Without the contact you cannot drop a spell as you wish," her eyes narrowed at this mentioned and she asked,

"Do you mean to say that a witch's spell can take effect only if they touch us?"

"Yes," answered the boy, he then waved at the butler, "Raise your hand."

The butler gave a look to Penny who nodded her head and she said, "Don't go around. Stay here after the spell," this was the time when Durik realized he had signed to something without knowing about it fully.

Durik brought his hand up, both his hand and the witcher's hand close to each other, and when just as they made contact, the butler didn't know what happened the next second as suddenly everything appeared to look different and...big.

And what was with the green vision, he went to raise his hand to rub his eyes when he found a web-like green hand in front of him.

Was this his hand?!