Candela

All was a beautiful memory before, she and her parents were happily eating their dinners prepared by their maids. She can still remember the moment when her mother and father brought her to her room, planning to sleep on her side that night. After she changes her clothes, her mother was busy combing her hair. That’s her mother’s favorite, her crimson-colored hair. Watching their reflections that almost look alike. On the bed, her father watching them. Love and admiration are all seen in her father’s eyes that night.

For Candela, it’s like a dream. A beautiful dream that she wishes would never be ended. She’s willing to sleep all night and day because her dreams were worth it. Worth it than others.

“Mommy am I pretty?” the innocent-looking young girl asked her mother. Her mother then cages her face on her soft palm.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of course you are my baby,” she replied. After hearing it, Candela blinked her eyes numerous times. Acting like a cute puppy in front of her mother.

“Daddy am I beautiful than mother?” she again asked, fixing her eyes on her father who watches them with a genuine smile.

“My princess is always pretty. You have the most dazzling smile that can melt everyone who can see it.” She giggled, happy with what she heard.

“But that dazzling smile replaced by wicked one.” Candela wipes out the tears escaping from her eyes. “Enough with the reminiscence Can,” she added while she was busy combing her hair in front of the mirror.

After the introduction a while ago, all maids were sent to their respective rooms. Others are on the first floor, second while she was on the third floor. The castle was huge enough to accommodate numbers of people if only the ruler of it allowed it. But knowing Lord Magnus, that’s impossible. Once in a blue moon.

Alone in her room, Candela decided to go outside. Her work isn’t started yet, she still has one free night to roamed around secretly. That old woman once reminds them to not go outside their rooms unless they were allowed but knowing Candela, no one can tell her what she needs to do.

She gets her cloak covering her uniform inside. When she stepped out, no one else she finds but a straight line formation of statues. Serves as decorations for the tranquility of the epic hallway. If she didn’t study every hallway of this castle before then probably she was now lost.

Thanks for her flat shoes that don’t create click sounds in every step she makes. This allowed her to walk silently since she’s disobeying the rule. Being familiarizing yourself with the enemy’s territory should be the first one to be done. Yes, she’s familiar with this before but only in a sketch, now is another thing. She’s now wandering around inside the castle she always dreamed of.

Candela strolls more but when she saw the head of all maids with two guards along with her, quickly she hides from them. Putting the hood of her black cloak to add more invisibility from their sight.

“Why are you hiding from them, pretty lady?” With a mouth gape open, she turned her back behind her where the voice coming from.

An angelic face little kid smiled at her revealing his tiny tooth, bright in white. “Are you an enemy of my Dad?” the boy asked again.

Dad. That made Candela took a deep breath. She already knows that Lord Magnus has two sons and probably the boy in front of her is one of them. She just firstly met the innocent child of her parent’s murderer.

“I’m no way an enemy of your father little boy…”

“Primo, not little boy.” Being cut by the disrespectful child made her curse in mind. No wonder how he can do that, of course, his father was the lord of this castle. This little child would surely have the guts of being disrespectful.

“Okay Primo,” she posed. “I’m not your dad’s enemy, I’m just one of your maid’s young master.”

“Maids are not allowed to go outside every night unless you were assigned on the ground floor of the castle,” the child reasoned out making Candela think of any valid excuses.

“I just wandering around Lord Primo and supposedly going back in my rooms.” Stupid Candela, that’s the only excuse that popped up on her mind.

The child gave her a weird grin, showing his tiny fangs. Even the eyes of Primo change their color, from black to crimson red. Candela got alarmed, she couldn’t be fired easily.

Unwilling, she kneels. “Please my Lord,” she almost cursed audibly but hold it back. “Please don’t tell them that I sneak out, I don’t want to be fired on this job. I badly needed this job. I might starve to death if ever it would happen.”

Evil smiles were plastered on her lips while she was kneeling in front of the little child she knows she can easily kill. Weak and innocent, that was her before just like the child she’s now kneeling of.

Candela felt the small hand on her shoulder, patting it gently. “I won’t going to tell them that you sneak out in one condition.”

“What condition my Lord?” she curiously asked Primo.

Primo then puts his index finger under his chin, acting like he’s thinking of that condition. “Come with me in my room,” the child said. Candela gasped for some air, shocked but still letting herself followed the condition of Primo.

They walked through the hallway Candela passed earlier. When Primo opens one of the huge doors, the child lets her came in first that she find a gentleman act. If only Primo is not the son of Lord Magnus then she would love this child wholeheartedly but she can’t love a vampire who came from the enemy’s side.

“What can you say about my room…” the child posed, meant to know her name. “Candela my Lord,” she replied.

“So Candela, what can you say about my room?’

“Embroidered with elegance, mesmerizing and I think too spacious for you my Lord.” The child walked through his king-size bed, sitting on it made the bed dip.

“Exactly!” Primo exclaimed. “This room is too spacious for me that’s why I need someone who would accompany me here. Tomorrow morning, I would let the head maid make you as my maid.”

“But my Lord…”

“No buts Candelita.” The name Primo called her makes her wince in disagreement. Candelita, seriously? Can or Candela is better than that cheap name.

After Primo accompanied her back to her room, Candela lay her body on her bed. The bed was not as soft as her bed in the city but still comfortable. Sleep chases her while she was in Primo’s room a while ago so she didn’t have the problem of sleeping easily. But before sleepiness drowns her, the thought of controlling her plan easily on her hand never leaves her. She only wishes to be assigned on the higher floor and didn’t expect that tomorrow, she will take care of the young son of Lord Magnus.

Revenge started according to her plans.