The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 472. Hut Castle

Chapter 472: 472. Hut Castle

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"I am sorry," Mauve said. "I didn’t mean for it to sound like that."

Louis looked so shocked you’d have thought she insulted him instead of apologizing.

His forehead creased as his eyes widened. His mouth fell open and for a few seconds, it looked like he didn’t know what he wanted to say.

"What are you doing? What’s this about?" He finally said after a few minutes passed.

"My apology? I am sorry I snapped. She doesn’t have to change the dress if she doesn’t want to."

"I heard you the first time," he said, turning his attention to his food.

The table got really quiet and Mauve realized she had made the situation worse than made it better but apologizing had seemed like the right path to take.

She kept her gaze glued to her food and for the rest of the meal, she barely raised her head.

It was a bit awkward but by sealing everything out, she could pretend it didn’t happen.

Otis left the table first and she looked at Louis to see if he was done with his food. She picked up her napkin and wiped the corner of her lips.

"Are you ready to leave ?" Mill asked her.

She nodded and placed the used napkin back on the table.

She pulled back her seat and slowly stood to her feet. Mill followed in her footsteps, walking closely behind her.

"Goodbye Kieran," she waved and he waved back.

She got to the library with Mill. Of course, she noticed that Mill didn’t change but it felt so weird to bring it up.

It wasn’t until they got to the door of the library that she noticed Louis wasn’t with them. Her eyes widened as she looked around, frantically trying to find him.

She knew he had been behind them as they made their way here but suddenly he was nowhere to be found. She had not even noticed him leave.

"What happened?" Mill asked, noting her actions.

"What is Louis?" She asked.

"Oh, he said he would be right back. He didn’t say why though."

"Oh, okay."

"Ready to go in?" She asked when Mauve stood unmoving by the entrance of the library even though Mill had opened the door.

"Of course," she said and took a step in.

The library would always be a delight to see. Mauve raised her head to look at the ceiling. It was pretty high up.

She turned her gaze to the shelves before she moved towards the seat.

Mauve dropped herself on the wooden seat with a loud sound. She placed her head on the table and closed her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Mill asked as she sat next to Mauve.

"Yeah, just a bit overwhelmed."

"Alright, don’t worry so much." Mill tried to cheer her up by lightly tapping her shoulder.

"Did Louis say where he was going?"

Mill shook her head, "I suppose it must be important. Maybe it has something to do with the meeting."

"Yeah," she responded absentmindedly. "I was thinking that too. I am surprised I didn’t know when he left."

"You have a lot on your mind, that’s not expected."

"This morning," Mauve said. "Did you know about Jael leaving the castle?"

"Yeah," Mill’s voice sounded weird so Mauve looked up at her.

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

"I didn’t know where he was going or why and since you didn’t ask, I didn’t think there was any need to tell you about something I didn’t really know about."

"Fair point," Mauve said and returned her head to the desk.

"I think it is impressive that you can call Lord Louis by his name," Mill suddenly said.

"Really? I don’t think so. I think it just shows how ill-mannered I am. No matter what he says you won’t call him without his title. I dropped it on the first day we met."

"That’s impressive, not ill-mannered at all."

"I don’t think that is what being impressive is," Mill grumbled.

Maybe it was because she never really understood the nuances of titles and their importance. She was fine with people calling her by her name and vice versa.

"I don’t think I would ever be able to call him just by his name."

She did understand that Mill was doing it from a place of respect but she couldn’t comprehend how calling someone by the name was disrespectful.

It made sense if the other person didn’t want you calling their name. In that situation, it would be disrespectful but other than that, she couldn’t see what Mill meant.

"Why not?" Mauve asked, peeking at Mill. "I have always been curious about that."

"Well, Lord Louis is almost as high as the Primus even all the other Lords treat him as such. Should the Primus pass without having a child, it would definitely be the next in line to be the Primus. I don’t mean anything would happen to the Primus."

"I know what you mean." She felt a bit peeved that Mill thought she had to explain herself. "Go on, I am interested."

"I did hear that the Xanthus family is related to the Valdic in some way. Though it’s more about the quality of their blood than family ties."

"You vampires confuse me. Somehow blood intertwines with every single thing."

"Yes, blood really is important."

"So because of how important he is, you can’t call him anything else."

"Yes, that and finding out it was actually his idea to save me and my brother."

"I see. Just be adamant about it," Mauve replied. She could tell Mill was subtly asking for her help. "Irrespective of how it looks, Louis is a pushover."

This wasn’t true but she knew he wouldn’t force Mill to do something she wasn’t comfortable about.

"I don’t think so and I don’t want to come off being disrespectful even though he gave me an order."

Mauve squinted her eyes, she couldn’t believe the amount of thought Mill had put into this for Louis. It sort of pissed her off.

She could call him whatever she wanted; he didn’t have to be so picky. She smiled as she realized she was completely derailing from her original thought but it didn’t matter Mill was always right.

"If he hated it, he wouldn’t respond to you no matter how many times you call him. He is a bit of an idiot and he is very annoying."

"Wow!" Mill said.

"What?"

"I just realized that you could actually say this in front of Lord Louis."

"He isn’t all that. I think you think he is special because you don’t know him, spend some more time with him and maybe he will stop looking so high and mighty. He is also very nice and thoughtful, I’ll give him that and he makes it easy to be comfortable around him."

"Thank you," Mill said with a smile.

Mauve nodded and looked away from Mill. She wasn’t sure if she was any help. She was the worst at giving any sort of advice but if she did help even if it was a little, she was glad.

A few minutes passed and raised her head with a loud noise, "What’s taking him so long?"

"Good to know you missed me," he said and walked through the partly opened doors. He pushed his close before walking further into the library.

"Aren’t you delusional?" She asked and she bent her head backwards to look at him.

"Ah, I see you’re back to normal with your foul words."

"Mill, I hope she didn’t give you any problems?" Louis asked.

"No, none at all, Lord Louis."

"Huh?" She glared at him. "Whatever. What did you go to do?" She asked.

"I forgot this," he announced and showed them a rolled-up paper.

"Is that a map?" Mauve asked with curiosity as she watched him come join them.

"Well, you could call it that as it is a map of the plan for the castle."

"You drew it?" Mauve asked.

"I figured it was better to have it sketched out than written.

"Wow!" Mill said.

"Okay, let’s see," Mauve said.

This was definitely better. If it was a good drawing it would definitely put visuals to the idea. However, she could just tell Louis wasn’t to be trusted.

"Okay," he replied and started to unroll it. He held the edges to the table to keep the paper from rolling together.

Mauve leaned forward to get a look at it, adjusting the candle on the table so she could see properly. What she saw was so ridiculous it wasn’t even funny.

"What is this?" She asked.

"That’s the castle," Louis explained with a straight face.

Mauve looked at where he was pointing. There was no way that was a castle. It was a hut and not just any hut, a hut drawn by a child. It was literally fifteen lines.

The roof had three lines and the building had four lines. The door and the window had four lines each. There was only one door and one window.

"That’s the fountain," he said, pointing to a space in front of the supposed castle. It was just two circles joined together with a line and the fountain was bigger than the castle.