Young Master Damien's Pet

Most of the villagers knew the dealings between the magistrate and the higher up officials where mone was sanctioned for the betterment of the towns or villages which were more than never released to them. Even if more money was released to not burden them with taxation, the man never let them off the hook.

"You think it is right?" she asked him.

"Which one?"

"Hitting the girl who was at fault. No matter the person is a slave or not, they are people with feelings."

Penny didn\'t know what was funny but Damien started to laugh, a burst of laughter which didn\'t sound condescending but she had not cracked a joke right now. It made her wonder if she said something she wasn\'t supposed to.

"I should probably make you the representative of the slave association. What do you think, little mouse? I am sure you will be very loved while also be on the receiving end of the punishments," he asked her. She bit her tongue to speak any further than what she just said. Was there a point in her speaking when he was only going to mock at her, "Don\'t look at me like that," his words turned sharp which made her turn her gaze away from him.

"I didn\'t look at you in any way," she responded back.

"Really now? What is with the look that says \'This man has lost his mind\'?" he raised his eyebrow.

For some reason even though he asked her that question, Penny didn\'t feel that he was angry at her. Instead, he rather looked to be in a very good mood as if spending time there in the Lady\'s mansion had done him good.

Penny wanted to smile right now after hearing what he had to say. It was true that she had looked at him as if he had lost it. Not that he hadn\'t before this but at the same time she held back her smile without bringing it out. Smiling with him would mean that she was alright with this.

"Coming back to what I was saying, it was bad that Lady Yuvaine took that route to punish the slave when the maid was not to be held responsible but who are you or I to ask it?" he questioned her as the smile died down on his lips. Penny who had been gazing at the empty space next to him slowly moved her gaze back at him,

"The slave girl was someone who Lady Yuvaine bought and brought her home for her own amus.e.m.e.nt. She is the one who holds the papers and the ownership to the girl. In this world of pureblooded vampires maybe also some of the humans who belong to the elite have the full ability to do anything with their slaves. What you saw today was a mild display of ownership and discipline. I am sure as the days pass by you will see many more things which might make you question where you are. Or have you already begun to question?" he waited for her to reply back.

"Is there no way out of it? To not be a slave anymore," she asked him straightforwardly, surprising him as well as herself.

Last night as she had slept, she had contemplated what to do next. Every hour of her mind, the thought of her escaping from this part of the world often crossed but there was nothing she could about it right now. Something told her that if she were to attempt it right and be caught, the consequences would be severe. Especially after what she saw in Lady Yuvain\'s house.

Damien leaned his back against the seat comfortably. Staring at her for a long time while making her wonder if he was going to answer her right now, "Thinking to leave my side?" his voice was calm like the sea in the night.

Was she supposed to answer it?

"You must be delusional to think that you can escape once you have a master or a mistress. Even without the slave establishment, I have a picture of yours that has been drawn out," Penny gaped at him with what she heard. What was he doing with her picture and when did he even have her drawn, as it wasn\'t even a week since she had come to stay in Quinn\'s mansion, "So don\'t think just because you have escaped the clutches of the slave establishment you can do the same with me," one side of his lips twisted itself in mirth.

"I didn\'t speak about escaping," she stated.

"Did I fail to mention it to you that I am very good at catching hold of lies?" he asked her, "Before careful with what you answer. Speak."

When her heart skipped a beat, the smile on Damien widened where he said, "Don\'t be scared, Penelope. This wolf won\'t tear you up limb by limb and eat," he made her feel queasy.

"I was only curious. What if the slave dies?" she questioned.

"If she dies she dies, what\'s new it? Don\'t your pets like cat and dog die during certain circ.u.mstances?" he asked her.

"They are pet animals."

"If you haven\'t received the memo yet, slaves are just as good as the pets. There is no difference in what you buy. That is why do not consider to run. If you do, I will make sure to make several copies of the drawing of yours such that no matter where you are, I shall be sure to hunt and find you. But let me say this, dear," he looked her in her jade green eyes,? "People aren\'t nice out there once you have a value on your head. Don\'t think I wouldn\'t because I will."

At this point, Penny wondered if there was any hope at all? Was she stuck with this crazy vampire for life? Was this it? This was how she was going to die?

"Don\'t look so disappointed. LIf you look closely, life is very beautiful on this side of land."

"I think it is only your side that looks green, Master Damien. Where I stand there is nothing but darkness. I might only suffocate," she frowned.

"You have nothing to worry about it. I will be sure to give you the light once in a while. That should be enough for a lifetime," Penny slowly let her gaze fall down and she watched the window of the carriage to see the sunset.