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niceminipotato · 10 months

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Was just scrolling and there was this prompt list and so my brain did the braining thing.

Forever

You had arrived at the castle on a cold winter evening. Everyone had warned you to stay away from the dark watcher of the village. You would have listened if anyone had actually accepted you as you were. If anyone actually had wanted you.

It had been too long since you had felt at home back in your small family’s shack. One too many times you had been ignored or called a disgusting nuisance. One too many times you had been beaten and dragged through the mud left to sleep out in the frigid weather just because of who you were. You had hoped and prayed that change would come but it never did and after years of misery you had enough.

Things in the castle weren’t all that good but for some reason it felt like a safe place to be at. Even with the sadistic and murderous lady of the castle and her daughters. At least in the castle you weren’t thrown out to the cold. You were given a place to sleep, fed, and warm. If you did your work and stuck to the rules you were fine and the head maid had already adopted you. So yes death could be lurking at every corner but you had found a little home.

Interactions with the lady of the castle were limited. It suited you well though sometimes you found your thoughts lingering to the beautiful tall woman. She looked like a goddess, of death but a goddess nonetheless. When in her presence you cursed at your traitorous heart for beating so wildly it could make you dizzy.

There had been such an instance when the lady had allowed you to come in and clean as she worked in her study. With mild irritation she had asked you if your fear of her was so great your heart wouldn’t calm. You will never forget the way her annoyance washed off her face and a smug smirk took its place when your answer had been you did not fear her. You could still feel the heat on your cheeks with the way she had looked at you. Hours later the head maid had asked if you had a fever to wish your only response was a shrug before scurrying away.

Then there were Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. Your interactions with the rambunctious bunch were almost nonexistent. The lady’s daughters liked to play. That was the first thing you had been told to watch for. When they grew bored they would play games with the maids and sometimes said maids would not survive such games. So the head maid had told you to watch your back and stay away. You had done fairly well with the rule to stay away but soon that changed.

Daniela, the youngest of the three, had decided you were just too interesting. She would search for you and watch you do your chores. She would talk to you for hours and after a while you began to talk back. Your conversations ranged from gossip she had heard to books you’d never read to the latest drama between her mother and her uncle or what she had recently fought about with her sisters. With time you grew close and even though the other maids always warned you against it you knew you could trust the girl.

On a day like every other you headed for the library to find Daniela. But instead of the redhead you found Cassandra and Bela. The two oldest were bickering amongst themselves until they took notice of you. Their eyes sparked a dangerous gold and you knew what you had been warned against would come to pass.

“How about a game?” Bela said before cackling along with Cassandra.

In a blink you were off and buzzing filled your ears. You ran as fast as you could up and down, down and up. There was nowhere you could go that the sound of buzzing didn’t follow. Then despite your time in the castle you got lost and ended up opening a door you shouldn’t have.

Stairs led down to a dark and eerie space. The scent of blood flooded your nose and you recoiled from it. The buzzing sound died out and despite being afraid for the place you had ended up in you felt relieved. That is until a large hand wrapped around your neck, lifting you from the floor.

“What are you doing here?” Her voice was a low growl in your face and you tried fruitlessly to shrink into yourself.

Lady Dimitrescu in all of her gloriousness stood in the dim light of candles with blood running down her face and neck. Her golden irises had turned a dangerous shade of red and something shifted behind her.

“Speak!”

Pushing past the lump of fear in your throat you tried to explain yourself. “I-I was j-just… I’m s-sorry. They were… and then—”

“Speak clearly!”

“Y-your daughters.”

“What?!” She seethed, making your heart race.

“A-a g-game, my l-lady.” You managed to form your sentence.

“Get out.” She tossed you and you landed hard on the floor, your foot bending way too much in the wrong direction. “Leave!”

You stood as quickly barely registering the pain on your ankle or around your neck. Running up the stairs you were met by fidgeting Daniela. The moment you made it to the hall she scanned you head to toe pouting when she saw the beginnings of a bruise on your neck and the scrapes on your hands.

“Come on. I’ll get you to your room.” Daniela said quietly.

When you winced after putting your weight on your ankle the redhead took it upon herself to carry you the rest of the way. She moved silently through the halls ignoring the maids the walked by and even her sisters when they came to check on you.

“Mother hasn’t been having the best week. She doesn’t like anyone seeing her when she’s feeding like that.” Daniela said as she placed you on the bed. “I’m sorry. I can talk to her. Maybe she’ll let you stay.”

“D-did she mean I-I had to leave th-the castle?” You shook as tears filled your eyes. “I-I have n-nowhere to go. This is my home.” You let out between sobs.

“I’ll talk to her. I promise. Just stay here. Everything will be fine.” Daniela said quickly patting you on the head as if trying to soothe you.

After that you were left alone she had burst into her swarm and left you closing the door behind her. You sobbed for what felt like hours until there was a knock on your door. You flinched and sat up as the door opened. The head maid stepped in with a bag and began to pick up what little belonged to you.

“I’m sorry. I think it would be safer if you leave now. The lady hasn’t said anything yet but if she finds you here after telling you to leave you’ll die.”

“B-but I c-can’t—”

“You have to. Why did you go to the cellars? You broke the rules.” Her stern voice cut through your words, making you whimper. “I’m sorry, dear. Can you stand?”

Giving her a grim nod you stood. A bit of pain made you wince but you could still stand. You followed after the head maid as quickly as you were able ignoring the solemn gazes from the rest of the staff as you limped by.

When you reached the main entrance the head maid turned to you and embraced you before handing you your small bag. You reigned in your sobs and pulled away looking to the door. She opened it and you walked past.

“You be safe. Hurry to the village before you lose light.”

With that the door closed behind you and there you were again in front of the castle doors on a cold winter evening.

Fresh tears slid down your cheeks as you were faced yet again with the fact that you were unwanted and you had no home. Briefly you wondered if you should just walk right back in and face the punishment. But the look on the head maids face and Daniela’s would be too painful to witness.

Letting out a bitter chuckle you pushed away from the castle you had begun to call home and headed for the village. You were sure of the welcome you would receive once you arrived. A beating for leaving and a beating for returning. But what else could you do when you had nothing.

You made it past the bridge when the last dregs of sunlight were beginning to disappear. Knowing what would become of you if you stayed out after dark you tried to hurry down the muddy road. However, no matter how hard you tried you weren’t making much progress, your limp becoming more prominent.

Suddenly the noises of the forest faded away, which unnerved you. There was no rustle of leaves in the wind nor the sounds of birds and other animals around. Everything was quiet and still. As if the entire woods surrounding you had decided to hold its collective breath. Your own breathing and the beating of your head in your ears sounded way too loud. It felt as if the trees surrounding you were pushing closer upon you as the last bit of sunshine completely ebbed away leaving only dim light behind.

A twig snapping to your right had you sprinting away. Your ankle sent painful jolts up your leg while you tried to get away from whatever unknown creature lurked in the trees. You ran desperately, your bag forgotten somewhere up the road.

The lights of the village shined in the distance and you felt a bit relieved. Not watching where you stood you stepped into a hole and lost your balance. You tumbled down with a yelp landing on your hands and knees. The unbearable silence still surrounded you until a chorus of snarls filled the air.

Scrambling to your feet you turned to find three lycans snapping at you. They stood before you with drooling snouts huffing and puffing. Your body shook as you stood there frozen. One of them advanced and you knew any attempt to run would be futile. Still as it slashed at you, your instincts had you moving to one side. Another lycan made to slash at you and you threw yourself out of the way landing painfully on your wrist.

You attempted to stand but your leg gave out and you went pommeling down to the mud once more. Turning again to face them you let out a whimper and closed your eyes, knowing nothing you did would help.

A growl unlike the ones you had been hearing filled the air. You kept your eyes closed but could hear a commotion before you. Growls and snarls echoed around you for a few minutes until the silence reigned once more.

The squelching sound of heavy steps on the mud had you letting out another whimper. You refused to open your eyes however until a voice you had thought you would never hear reached your ears.

“You stupid little thing. Who gave you permission to leave my castle?”

Your eyes snapped open and you beheld Lady Dimitrescu in her usual white dress now splattered with mud and her brimmed hat sitting perfectly atop her head. The red irises you had seen before swirled with orange and golden hues. Her claws were still out, blood dripping from them, while she stood among the now dead lycans.

“When I ask a question I expect an answer, dear.”

Her voice no longer held the edge it had in the cellar and you couldn’t help the sob that tore from you. The lady hummed and flicked her claws before retracting them and closing in on you. You tensed slightly as she reached for you and she hesitated for a second before picking you up bridal style.

“Hush my little thing. Everything is alright. You are safe.”

You turned to her chest trying to stop your cries as she carried you up the road and back to the castle. She walked slowly, not that she had to hurry when her steps covered three times what yours would. It was another few minutes before you had calmed enough to speak.

“W-why did y-you come? Why did you s-save me?”

“Why would I not save you?” She tilted her head and looked at you. “Why would I not come for you?”

“I-I broke the rules. I s-saw you and-and you don’t l-like that, m-my lady.” Your lips quivered as you watched for her reaction but she focused ahead.

“Tell me, dear. Do you find me repulsive now? Am I a monster in your eyes?”

“N-no. Of course not!” You exclaimed. “You need to eat. You’re not a monster.”

“Oh but I am my dear. I murder and torture and I enjoy every second of it.”

“I don’t care. If you are a monster then so am I. Sometimes I play with my food too.” You replied indignantly.

A velvety chuckle rumbled from the lady as she looked down at you and you felt your heart begin to race as it often did in her presence. She glanced down at your chest before looking back into your eyes.

“And still you ask why I would save you. Do you really not see why?”

Biting your lip you looked down. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks at the warmth you were receiving from her.

“My castle is your home is it not?”

You looked back at her, a gasp escaping you. She couldn’t mean that, could she?

“My home?”

“My, you truly are oblivious. Yes, your home.” She smiled. “I do apologize for making you think it wasn’t. And for making you feel as if you didn’t belong. My temper is quite hard to handle at times and as such I say things I may not mean. However when I told you to leave I had only meant the cellars not the castle, you foolish little thing.”

Trying in vain to keep the tears from running you tried to stammer out an explanation while turning away from her. “I-I just… I—”

“My dear, would you look at me.” The lady waited until you looked up before speaking once more. “This,” she nodded towards the castle, “this is your home. You belong here, with me.”

“So I can stay?”

Lady Dimitrescu chuckled and leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead. “For as long as you desire, draga mea.”

“And if I say forever?” Butterflies buzzed in your stomach as you tucked yourself under her chin, nuzzling her neck.

“Then forever it is.”

The prompt was “Why wouldn’t I save you?” Think I fulfilled that hehe. I need to stop writing things I’m not supposed to. I have three updates to work on plus I need to finish that last Pride fic. I’m a mess. Hopefully you enjoyed my mess though. Also this is the first sorta reader fic I’ve ever done so yay me lol.

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