Kapitel 3: Where is my ring?
Eisha opened her eyes, a beautiful chandelier came into her view. She took a minute observing the chandelier thinking back to the road and what could have knocked her out of the road. It moved at vampire speed and came out of nowhere. It was hard and caught her by surprise.
For a moment she considered that it might be the work of her enemies. But even if her enemies lived long enough to this time, it would take some time before they got a whisper of her return. She was also confident that there was no enemy she couldn't beat.
She was an old vampire and the older a vampire was the stronger they were. She was older than all her enemies and hence they had to gang up on her with witches and werewolves to try and eliminate her.
Eisha sat up on the bed, it was a queen-sized bed with silk covers that provided a comfortable resting place for her. She frowned confused, someone or something attacked her, and yet she woke up in such a lavish place. Either the people of that time were crazy and didn't have dungeons or they were terrible at holding their captives.
Her eyes scanned the room. There was a closed cupboard by the right side of the bed that was locked, a bedside table on each side of the table, the window to the right side of the room, the windows was locked.
She noticed a coffee table not too far away from the bed with a bowl full of fruits and magazines. Eisha sighed and laid back down on the bed, after spending an eternity in a coffin she was more than happy to take a lot more naps on the comfortable bed.
While she stared endlessly at the ceiling, she heard approaching footsteps nearing the bed. She counted the steps in her mind but remained unmoved. She was in a new territory and she had no idea whose house she was being held at, she decided it safe to keep her head down.
"You are awake," she heard a soft female voice utter softly. Eisha raised her head to face her, the girl headed directly to the window. She opened the curtains, "Arghh," Eisha screamed loud enough to awaken the dead.
The girl dressed in a maid's outfit glanced back at the bed to check on her and she wasn't there. Her eyes scanned the room and found her in a corner hiding away from the sunlight. Eisha looked down at her hand, she noticed that her daylight ring was missing. The sunburn in her hand had healed but she was stuck.
"Close the curtains," she bellowed the words at the maid.
"You need sunlight an…"
"Neither god nor medicine will help you if you don't close the curtains. I will make this day your last and it will in such a way that you will remember my name to your next birth," Eisha threatened.
The maid closed the curtain immediately feeling the temperature of the room decrease. She was shaking like a blade of grass on a windy day. She was scared out of her wits by Eisha.
"Now, where in the world is my ring?!" she barked at the maid. Eisha walked from the corner she was hiding in, and she released her fangs. She needed her ring otherwise she was stuck in that house until nightfall.
It was a good move on her enemy to take away the key that allows her to walk in the sunlight. It was the best way to hurt her especially now that she stood without her witch beside her. She would become a nightwalker and that was not a disadvantage she wanted to have with her history.
"I don't have your ring," the maid let out with a shaky emotional voice.
Eisha massaged her temples, it was not good the situation she found herself in. She had a bad habit of hurting people over the years, many wanted her erased from the surface of the earth. If they weren't dead, then they still had a grudge and those who had died were sure to leave descendants to hunt her down.
In one swift flight she caught the maid in her arms, she stared at her deep in the eye. "Where is my ring?" she asked under the influence of compulsion, she wanted to force the answer on her.
"I don't have your ring," the maid replied with honesty. Eisha let her go, it frustrated her that the maid was not the one with her ring. It meant that she wasn't the one that was keeping her there. She cursed internally and paced around the room.
All the worrying was making her hungry, she picked up a glass at the coffee table. She pulled the maid to her side, "Don't make a sound," she compelled the maid.
She cut open the maid's wrist and let the blood trickle to the cup. She was not ready to stain her dress with the maid's blood. Moving around with the stain and the smell of blood would drive her out of her mind so she avoided digging her fangs into her neck and taking a big bite out of her.
Eisha waited patiently for the glass to be filled with blood. She decided to feed and get more strength before facing the person that had captured her. When the glass was full, she grabbed it and gulped the blood down quickly, the metallic taste of the blood gave her life. It was like stars exploding in her mouth.
"Tasty," she commented, she caught a whiff of another human scent nearing the room. There was nothing such as too much feeding, she stayed still and waited for the new walking meal to enter the room.
Her eyes shot to the door, she caught a glimpse of the person that had walked in.
Ba-thump! Ba-thump! Ba-thump!
Her heart started beating so fast and so loud. She could hear the sound of her heartbeat as it thundered in her chest threatening to break from its cage and ran away. The man was looking at something in his hand and was yet to look into the room.
Eisha wiped the blood from her mouth, she took a bite of her hand and forcefully fed the maid some of her blood to heal her wound. The maid no sound as she had been compelled not to make a sound.
Her wound healed immediately and Eisha the knife and glass under the coffee table. At that moment the man looked up from his phone and stared at them. He strolled into the room setting the phone in his pocket.
"You are excused," he informed the young maid. The maid rushed out of the room on the orders and went away. "How are you feeling now?" he raised a question to Eisha coldly.
Eisha was starstruck. Mesmerized by his deep golden-brown eyes that gazed only at her at that moment. She wouldn't want it any other way.
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