She supposed being lost during traveling meant you’re enjoying it, going places with no exact destination was her kind of thing. After the grief that caught her following the death of a lover turned fiancé, she thought it best to get away. Living alone sucked a lot, and she decided to shake up her life a bit, and enjoy its little pleasures.
Yet something whispered inside her - getting lost in this part of Bellevedere sounded terrible, like a bad premonition before an unlikely accident.
Where am I and how did I get here?
Suddenly, a creak and shuffles of two giant footfalls rang around the room. A figure emerged from the corner, but she could never pinned that dark gaze speaking to her. It felt inhumane, a thing born out of this world. Greta knew it was rhetoric to inquire about his identity, redundant as it seemed so she continued to stare but the dark man spoke first.
“You should be afraid.”
A man of few words. Interesting! Yesterday, she was aboard a ship to Bellevedere, now she was on a staring contest with a scary man who could be a notorious killer.
Greta sighed with a puff of air and thought, Isn't it obvious already? No matter how unforgiving he looked, she knew he would consider a bargain.
“What if I tell you that this castle is not on my list. I’m supposed to head directly to Allafech.”
The High Lord apprehended her stature. With throbbing ankles and limp arms, there was no way she could drive again with this condition.
“I’ve yet to consult Erik regarding your car but I can take you there,” he paused and before she could exclaim her relief, he continued with a lilting voice, “Tomorrow.”
Holy crap! Her plan was definitely going downhill. What would she do here? Pluck flowers from the garden and have a tea party with this self-proclaimed master?
“What’s with this room? Is this where you murder your wives and dump them in a nearby pit somewhere?”
“You ask a lot.”
“Why does that matter? I was driving to a castle I wanted to visit for months, then suddenly this black icky thing stuck to my car. Next thing I know, I woke up to the dirtiest infirmary I’ve ever laid my eyes upon and then-“
He silenced her again with his eyes, but whatever he was doing, it didn't have any control on her.
“Saying another word would force me to do unspeakable things unfit for a guest. Might be best if you stayed the night here instead.”
Before she could utter another worthless question, the master suddenly grabbed her with the same arm she intended to reach out.