After both Penny and Damien climbed up the hill with Damien helping Penny, they made their way through the stony bridge of the mansion when the butler who had been cleaning the windows himself noticed his master and the slave girl walking towards the mansion.
Falcon noticed something odd until he realized that his master appeared to be in a terribly bad mood. One could easily spot it from a far distance with every stance and footstep that approached the mansion. And why did they both look wet as if they had gone to take a dip in the water? Turning around quickly he caught sight of the maid who was passing by to say,
“Go get the towels that have been stacked in the guest room! Quick to the entrance now!” the maid looked confused on why the house butler was asking for towels right now but without a question, she headed to the guestrooms. Falcon who had followed the maid halfway through went to open the doors of the mansion.
The other maids who were working on the lower floor saw the butler rush to the entrance making their heads turn as to what happened that was pressing to the butler at the moment.
When Damien and Penelope were few steps away from the entrance, the butler stepped out with the towel in his hands which were brought by the maid.
The butler helped his master while letting the slave pick up and put the towel around her. But to the butler’s surprise who had most of the times demanded the servant’s attention when it came to wiping his wet head or washing him or helping him wear his coat did something no one would have imagined.
Since the time Penny had fallen and been pulled out of the water, the wind even though of low velocity and movement, the air hit her wet dress and body making her feel cold that she now shivered.
Damien who was wet himself with a towel around his neck pulled the towel from Penny’s hand and started to wipe the possible water drops which had tried to sustain the wind and atmosphere. Penny forgot about the panic fall when her master started to wipe and rub her head as if she were a child. It wasn’t that it was the first or second time happening but not once had he done anything like this in front of others. Which was the reason why embarrassment started to take over her mind.
Frankly, she would have voiced her opinion of her being perfectly capable of doing it but the man looked intimidating right now.
She was used to the Damien Quinn who often went around with a smirk on his face who tried to get on every person’s nerve. Not being used to this demeanor it slightly made her feel wary about his presence.It was as if seeing a whole new person. Were his features always this sharp and defined? thought Penny to herself.
The butler was in shock, unable to cover his surprise while the maid who had followed the butler out of mere curiosity found her eyes wide. Thankfully the eyes were connected to the face else both the maid and the butler would have had their eyes rolled down on the floor by now.
“Falcon,” came the sharp voice from Damien which made all three people’s heart jump which included Penny’s. Noticing the skip of the beat in Penny’s heart, Damien continued to rub Penny’s hair, “Get all the servants assembled out here. Now. Even the house members.”
The butler didn’t know what had happened but he went to fetch every single last standing servant of Quinn’s mansion. When he had got all of them gathered, Damien’s family came out walking one by one wondering what happened.
Fleurance was the first one to talk where she asked Damien, “What is the matter, Damien? Asking us to come out like this so suddenly.” Damien looked at the maids and then his stepmother along with his two sisters. His father was out to hunt with the Lord of Bonelake.
“Are we hunting something?” asked Grace but her question went unanswered.
Penny who now stood behind Damien looked at the servants, some whose face she had become familiar. Her eyes drifted across to look at Quinn’s family who looked confused on why they were called. “We have very few servants. This should be easy.”
“What is going on, Dami?” his sister Maggie asked who had a frown on her face as she noticed both Damien and Penny’s clothes to be wet.
“Someone should explain that to me,” Damien wasn’t in the mood to play around right now. Pushing Penny into the water which was deep where the girl had no clue on how to swim, he wasn’t happy with how far they had taken their interest with his pet, “Who stepped into my room?” he asked his eyes searching through the people who stood there.
There was a spike in the heartbeat right before he even asked the question which made it easy to spot the person on who had done it. For Damien, it would take less than a minute to find out who had done what but the reason he had everyone gathered outside was to set an example. An example such that no one would ever dare to do something like this again.
His eyes first moved to his family looking at Maggie to his step-mother, which then fell on Grace as she stared back at him. It then went to look at the maids when he finally stepped forward to pull one of them but Damien never asked the maid a question nor waited.
Pulling the scared maid, Damien didn’t wait to question or hear from her instead he tore out her head from her body until it was separated to the point that blood started to ooze out. Red spurts of blood splattered itself on the ground with the dead maid lying next to Damien.
“Falcon,” Damien called the butler who looked more than stunned with a chill silence surrounding them, “Get this cleaned.”
