Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Taking back the trunks

Belle slipped on her plain yellow dress over her chemise, which was still disheveled from last night’s activities with her husband that brought a flush to her cheeks.

Done dressing, she left the room and walked down the polished, marble-clean floor until she found her sister’s chamber. When she got there, she knocked on the door a few times before Eve’s maidservant, Beth came to open it. The maid peeked her head out, but upon seeing Belle standing outside, she frowned and eyed her up and down.

"Is Eve awake? I need to do something in her chamber," Belle said to the girl, who was still eyeing her suspiciously and blocking the doorway.

"Lady Eve is still sleeping. She wouldn’t want to be disturbed this early in the morning. Whatever you need to do in her room can wait until the lady is awake," the girl replied curtly. She looked no older than Eve herself, and with a dismissive frown, she was already moving to shut the door in Belle’s face.

Belle knew the maid well. She had been assigned to her sister since childhood and, just like Eve, had always been disrespectful towards her. She would dump Eve’s dirty laundry in Belle’s lap in the kitchen for her to wash. Belle had never said anything then, as she always liked to do things for her sibling, thinking it was her responsibility.

Now, however, before the maid could shut the door on her, Belle blocked it with her hand and pushed it back, forcing it open and shoving the maidservant out of her way.

"How dare you—" the maid began, but one sharp glare from Belle silenced her instantly and made her step back.

"From now on, you will address me with the respect deserving of a lady. Do you hear me, Beth? The next time I speak and you dare to speak back, I won’t hesitate to feed you to the vampires and be rid of you." Belle warned, her voice calm but her eyes stern as she pinned the maidservant down with her look.

The maidservant turned pale at the threat and swallowed hard before hastily bowing. "I... I am sorry, my lady. I won’t do it again." The last thing she wanted was to become a meal for the vampires in the house. No matter what, she was a servant, and the woman before her was a daughter.

"Good. I am not here to disturb Eve. I am here to—" Belle did not finish her words when Eve’s soft voice floated from within the fluffy coziness of her blanket. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"What are you here to do, sister Belle?" Eve asked, feigning sleep, though in truth she had been sitting before her mirror, trying to find ways to cover the injury on her wrist, the injury that crazy vampire had inflicted on her last night. Anger had burned in her heart at the insult, and when she heard the knock and her sister’s voice, Eve had quickly jumped into bed and pretended to be asleep.

"Are you here to help me fold my clothes in the wardrobe like you used to do in the past?" Eve said with a smile as she sat up on her queen-size bed and watched as her elder sister walked into her chamber and headed straight to the closet room.

"I always miss the way you used to fold and arrange my things. Beth has never gotten it right," she added, moving to sit at the edge of her bed, smiling in satisfaction that at least her elder sister was still as dumb as ever and still did her bidding.

Before she was sent to Nightbrook, Eve had often gone on about how her maid Beth never knew how to handle her hair or clothes and would always demand that Belle do it for her. It became such a habit that, even before Eve asked, Belle would come to her chamber early in the morning to do her bidding. Now that she was back, Eve naturally assumed her stupid, ready-to-please sister had come again to do the same.

"Beth, get my bathwater ready in the tub. Sister Belle will wash my body and dress me. Hurry up," she ordered her maidservant, then sat waiting for Belle to return from the closet room attached to her chamber and come and help her undress and prepare for the day.

Eve, who was smiling, froze in shock when Belle walked out of the closet dragging three trunks stacked on top of each other across the floor. Eve shot out of her bed.

"What are you doing with my things? They don’t need washing, and they are brand new!" she cried, rushing forward to stop Belle from dragging the trunks toward the door. "They are the things you gave to me, Sister Belle!" She placed a restraining hand on Belle’s arm, trying to stop her. "You don’t need to take them for a wash."

Belle, who had intended to say nothing and simply take her things and leave, finally stopped when Eve’s hand grabbed at her, trying to pry her grip from the lower trunk handle she was using to drag them.

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