Nicholas had an inkling that Count Morris hadn’t used the usual routine check which was usually followed. If the man turned out to be unfaithful he wouldn’t think twice before severing the man’s head regardless of how many years they were working together. Standing up from his seat, he walked across the room.
The butler seeing his lord rummaging through the clothes with his hand as he hummed softly under his breath, Stanley took the opportunity to speak, “Lady Heidi asked for you at dinner.”
“Did she now,” Lord Nicholas hummed.
“Yes, milord. She hasn’t been eating well since afternoon,” Stanley informed before pressing his lips and waiting for the Lord to say something on it. The butler stayed quiet until he heard Lord Nicholas turn around to speak,
“Say Stanley, how do you think a person would react after seeing a dead body which was damaged to a point of an unrecognizable state?” the lord questioned him.
“Shocked or surprised? A vampire usually can withstand the gore because of his basic instincts but a human might find it hard to handle it,” Stanley answered unsure of what his lord was talking about.
“That’s right. No one can withstand the sight but she stood there,” Lord Nicholas murmured with a small frown, thinking of the day the maid was murdered at the Meyers residence.
Being alive as a pure blooded vampire for several years and being a lord, Nicholas had gotten used to it. The sight didn’t make him flinch but in an odd twisted sense it excited him. Toby, his bird had only informed him about the murder, he didn’t know the dead body would like that else he would have asked Heidi to stay in the carriage but she had followed them inside. He had often seen men and women vomit at such sight but she stood well. Like Stanley mentioned, she was shocked but he was impressed with how well she held herself which made him curious.
Unsure if his master was talking about Ms. Curtis, Stanley confirmed, “Are you talking about Lady Heidi?” and he saw his master nod, “But she fell sick after witnessing what happened in the hall.”
Nicholas usually took the criminals straight to the dungeons to investigate things but out of curiosity, he had brought them inside knowing Heidi would be there to see it. He merely was confirming her mental ability to withstand cruel death in front of her. But taking into account of what Stanley said, it looked like she was as same as the other humans. Since the very beginning, it was never his plan to dirty his hands as he had decided to leave the matter between his friend Rhys and the boy named Issac. But things had turned sour after the words that was uttered by the man whose throat he had ripped open.
“Did the wolves finish their meals?”
“They did, master. Until the bones. The remnants have already been dropped in the lake,” the butler answered about the bodies that were moved from the hall to the dungeon cage where the wolves resided in the Rune’s property.
Wolves that originated from the land of East was considered to be fatal to many vampires. Though the grown wolves didn’t affect the pure blooded vampires, a single bite could paralyze an average vampire for more than four days. Due to this, most of the vampires kept their distance from the wolves and it didn’t matter if it was a grown wolf or a pup. The wolves that were tamed by Lord Nicholas had been taught to feed on any and everything which moved as sometimes they weren’t fed for a week making them ferociously hungry.
“We are going to have our hands full for the next coming days,” Lord Nicholas commented with a sigh.
“Huh? Is it because of Mr. Lawson and Lady Heidi’s marriage after the engagement? With Mr. Meyers house murder solved we will be able to progress with the truce smoothly, isn’t it?” Stanley asked to see a grim expression fall on his master’s face, “No…?”
“According to Rhys wife, she had given her clothes and jewelry to the maid so that she could wear it. The lady left the room for few minutes to come back to see the maid who had dressed in her clothes to be lying on the ground dead. Out of shock, she didn’t look at the attacker as he left the house.”
“The attacker didn’t know it was the maid and not the lady,” the butler added, knowing few details about it.
“That’s what we all thought,” Stanley furrowed his brows at his masters words, “When does Heidi usually visit the Meyers mansion?” the lord asked him.
“Wednesday or Thursdays. Mostly Wednesdays because she likes to go visit the church on Thursday mornings and then sits in the general library in the afternoons…” the butler answered recollecting the lady’s schedule and as though realization hit him, his eyes widened, “Lady Heidi?”
“It was never Rhys wife but Heidi whom they had intended to kill from the beginning,” Nicholas himself remembered the night before the murder took place. It was during the time of dinner.
“We’ll be going to an event held by a family tomorrow,” Warren asked after everyone had finished their dinner.
“Tomorrow?” Heidi questioned with an underlying dread in her voice that went unnoticed by the questioner.
“Yes, why? Do you have already have plans for tomorrow?” Warren asked her.
“No, not exactly,” she replied back, looking at her empty plate and sighing to herself as Warren got out of his seat who had been sitting next to her.