Taming My Vampire Servant - Chapter 235

“She’s a beggar that I decided to take in as my assistant. You know, the usual charity works we had in the family,” Obelius replied.

The guard chuckled, “I see! You’re a General’s nephew, after all!” he then yelled to the one blocking the way, “Let this one pass!”

“Thank you, sir,” he waved at him, and so they managed to leave the Land of Rosaria.

Moments later, they arrived at the Land of Olivea. Speaking again to the border guard, they were able to pass and went ahead to the Sprucemint residence in Greensteid Town.

As soon as they got down from the carriage, Obelius quickly reached the door, but it was locked with chains.

“Ah, they’re not home,” Obelius took a key from his pocket and unlocked it. When he opened the door, he invited Cyrina inside.

Cyrina curiously looked around the small house. She compared it to what she had in the castle, feeling fortunate that she had a better house. But then again, all the riches she had came with a price; she had to follow her parents’ requests and that she had to become a princess worthy of the Silverblade name.

She shook her head and removed the thought. She told herself that she’s going to live her life in any way she wanted.

“Take a nap or something,” Obelius said, still pitying the unknown woman. He lit up the fire inside the chamber, and heated up the thick pan. While beating the egg on a small cup, he asked her, “By the way, what should I call you?”

“I’m Cy- Uhm… Rin. Just call me Rin.”

“Miss Rin… Alright, nice to meet you. I am Obelius Sprucemint.” He just talked, not looking at her because he was busy cooking. “I hope you don’t mind, I only have eggs in here today. But I’ll hunt a boar at dawn tomorrow so we can eat fresh meat.”

Rin just looked at Obelius’s back. When she heard that he’s a General’s nephew, she wondered why he was living in such a small house, and in the forest instead of the city.

Her sight panned to Obelius’ muscular arms. His broad shoulders and long torso have been defined by the black sando he was wearing. The armor straps tied just below his chest made him even sexier in her eyes.

Rin gulped at the man’s hotness, but she pinched her cheeks. She was not there to look for a lover; she just wanted an adventure!

When the scrambled eggs were done, Obelius placed the pan at the center of the table. He called out to his guest, who was reading a scroll as she sat on the sofa.

The woman with the orange wig swiftly put the scroll on her tattered sling bag and went to the dining table. She sat in front of Obelius.

“What were you reading?” he asked.

“Oh, it’s my father’s journal… I still do not know what I’d do after running away from home, so I might choose something fun in his list of adventures.”

While Rin tasted the warm food, Obelius looked at her worriedly. He was anxious that some people might fool her. He observed her hands; they seemed smooth and judging by her skin, she seemed to be bathing in nourishing milk. Obelius recalled that she was even willing to give gold coins to compensate for the damages done to the sculpture.

“Miss Rin-”

“Please call me Rin,” she smiled.

Obelius nodded, “Okay, Rin. How about learning sculpture?”

She stopped munching the egg, and looked at him as her eyes twinkled in excitement. “Yes, please teach me!”

That night, Obelius let Rin sleep in his parents’ room, in the attic. He gave her a set of clean towels, his sister’s night dress for her comfortable sleep, and his sister’s casual tights and blouse for the next day.

After making sure that Obelius went downstairs, Rin took out her wig, and soaked herself into the barrel tub. “Oh my, what a tiring day,” she murmured.

It was tiring, but she had never felt as free. Although the bed was made of several wooden crates and some cheap mattresses, she easily fell asleep.

…

The next day, after they ate barbecue for breakfast, Obelius took the finest log from the lumber shed. He also took an extra, arm-sized wood for his new apprentice. They started shaping the wood while they stood under the shade of the pine trees.

“You’re doing it wrong again! Didn’t I tell you to hold the chisel properly…”

Rin turned beet red when Obelius went behind her, and placed his hands on hers. Obelius creased his brow as he gripped her smaller hands, trying to put her fingers in the right position.

“Did you get it? This is-” Obelius stopped talking when he turned his head towards her.

Rin’s face was too near him, and their lips were only an inch apart!

A cool breeze passed by. It was as if their world stopped as they gazed into each other’s irises.

Some strands of her wig covered her irises. Obelius was not the type of guy who easily acts sweet towards a girl, but he couldn’t help himself but to tuck her hair behind her ear. The tips of his fingers touched the princess’ ear which made her slightly startled until redness spread across her cheeks.

Seeing Rin up close, he realized that it was his first time seeing such beauty. She has calm, round indigo irises and long eyelashes. Like what he assumed, her skin looked so clear and milky.

As Obelius kept staring at her, Rin’s heart started to beat like war drums! She has never been too close to a man, and even enclosed his muscular arms.

“What did you say?” she uttered, trying to maintain her composure in front of him.

However, Obelius kept silent and only gazed at her.

“OBELIUS!” A sudden scream of a lady interrupted them.

Obelius immediately stepped back, then greeted his friend. “Minerva? What are you doing here?”

The light pink-haired woman approached them slowly while she glared at the unfamiliar orangehead. Her long hair was up in a ponytail, and she dressed in a grayish light armor equipped with light metallic shoulder pads shaped like wolf heads, which was a uniform of the Olivean lady guards.

“I’ve been your friend for so long, and it’s the first time I’ve seen you too close with a girl,” Minerva Reagan, daughter of Educator Caspian Reagan and Head Instructor of the Olivean Guards Arcea Knightwing, looked at Rin disdainfully, from head to toe, “She isn’t even as hot as I am.”

“Don’t make a fuss, she’s just my apprentice,” Obelius said. “Anyway, what brings you here?”

“I just dropped by. I’m patrolling,” she narrowed her eyes on the orange head, noticing some brown-colored hair strands on her nape.

But when she was about to check it, Obelius blocked her.

“Then go ahead and patrol, don’t bother us.”

With Obelius shooing her away, Minerva rolled her eyes, “I didn’t expect your taste in women to be this awful,” then she marched away from them.

“Don’t mind her, she’s always nosy…” Embarrassed, Obelius went to his own log and started carving the surface.

Rin shook her head to forget what just happened, and she focused on the wood in front of her. She started taking her new skill seriously, not noticing that it was already lunch time.

“Obelius, we bought lunch- Oh, you have a guest,” a blonde, young lady said.

Obelius greeted them, “Thea, Andreia. Why are you here so early? Were you skipping classes at the academy?”

“Educator Caspian said that classes are postponed. His wife just gave birth,” Andreia, whose waist-length hair was as black as the night sky, answered her brother. She had a beauty mark at the lower right of her lips, and she wore a white ruffled turtleneck long sleeve blouse and a striped navy blue high waist, ankle length layered skirt.

“Lunch became free, so we grabbed a lot,” said Thea, who was a blonde woman, and Obelius’ youngest sister. She wore a yellow plaid puff sleeve dress with a bow on the chest.

“I see. Minerva was here a while ago. I’m sure she’ll be delighted to meet her seventh sibling… By the way, this is Rin, my apprentice.”

“Hello!” she waved her hand at the two gorgeous ladies in front of her, and they gave sweet smiles to her.

“Why don’t we all eat first?” Thea suggested.

The four of them entered the house. Andreia took out from her basket a bowl of steamed broccoli and pepper steak stir fry, while Thea placed a big apple pie at the center of the table. A closed container with mushroom and carrot soup was also served after pouring it in a large bowl. Afterwards, Obelius placed the previously boiled potatoes on the table as well.

As they ate lunch, Obelius’ two sisters observed how Rin ate elegantly, like a noble. She’s maintaining her poise as she slowly cut up the meat, without any sounds of the knife hitting the plate.

In curiosity, Thea asked her, “How old are you?”

“I am twenty-three,” Rin responded with a sweet smile, “How about you?”

Delighted that the guest was striking up a conversation, Thea responded excitedly, “I’m 18, Andrea is 20. Our older sister Kyra is a knight at the castle, so she seldom visits us. She’s 24,” she glanced at her brother, who was busy chewing the meat, “Oh, and big bro Obelius is 29!”

Rin widened her eyes with the age revelation, “You… You’re 29?”

“Yes.. Got any problem with that?” Obelius asked, raising his brow on her.