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Young master Damien’s pet Chapter 493

Chapter 492 Letters to the Council- Part 1

Morning arrived quickly and when they iterated on what happened last night in the study room, Isaiah the black witch said,

“I am sure I got it right. It is the only way to know and summon the elemental ability,” he confirmed them.

“Have you ever tested it on someone else before?” Alexander asked to receive a no from the black witch.

“I don’t think going with another ritual will be helpful right now. She might really not like it if I called her again only to see her grumble,” Penny said, not wanting to annoy the woman any further unlike Damien who was interested in running the ritual again to see how it would go.

“But if it’s working where she’s coming to meet you, it means something has gone wrong in the process. Not in the ritual of course,” Damien added his thoughts over the matter, “Penny, do you remember anything from your dream. Anything the elemental man spoke about?”

Penny tried recollecting it, but her memory on it was faint where she couldn’t grasp all the details. It had been a dream and in the sequence of dreams, only the important ones got highlighted, in this case, it was her mother who was erasing her memory and her, who met the wind bearer.

“He only spoke about both wind and water being my element,” and they had confirmed it, thought Penny to herself.

“Any reason why the wind element hasn’t come to see you yet?” asked Damien.

She shrugged her shoulders. There was no sign of the wind element. Both the times they had created the ritual it was the water elemental bearer who had come to visit her. Was there a reason? If there was, she didn’t know what it was.

Alexander stared at Penny who was struggling to remember her dream when he said, “I am sure none of us are in a hurry to find it right now. Give it some time and we can run the ritual again. At least we know that there is a place as this one’s teacher spoke of. Forbidden lands and forbidden magic which none speak about.”

“Elemental bearer sometimes don’t respond to all the calls,” Isaiah said looking at Penny, “I don’t think she is ignoring you but there must be some kind of blockage which is not allowing her to recognize you fully that you are the water element,” he reasoned as if wanting to console her for not getting the element being bestowed. He placed a hand on her arm which was lying on the armrest.

Penny offered him a smile, “Yes, I think that too. Like Lord Alexander said, I should give it some time before we summon the elements again to see if the wind element has something to do with it.”

Damien’s eyes zeroed on the black witcher’s hand which rested on Penny’s hand. His eyes narrowed further and he sent a small glare before putting his hand around Penelope’s shoulders. Pulling her closer to him to show who Penelope belonged to he said,

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll get it sorted out. In the meantime we can work on the potions and other inscriptions which this black witch can help,” the other three members in the room didn’t fail to notice the words ‘black witch’ which was stressed with the small narrowed look he sent to Isaiah.

“Do you have a problem remembering my name? It is Isaiah,” the black witch reminded Damien.

“I can’t help it when you forget not to be chummy with my woman,” Damien looked at the hand which the black witch hadn’t let go of even after pointing it out to him.

“My bad,” Isaiah smiled, “It looks like bad habits die hard,” he slowly moved his hand but after fueling the pureblooded vampire.

“I think it is time to bring the bat with the spikes back. Are you missing it?” Damien asked him. The black witch was sitting next to Penny and Damien sat on the other side, leaving Lord Alexander who sat in front of them with a black look on his face at the sight of little children in this room.

Isaiah scoffed, “Is violence the only way you know to communicate with?”

“Some people have weak empty brains. Sometimes I need to make sure there is something up there other than garbage,” Damien retorted back. He knew that Penny had placed a fake bond on the black witcher but that didn’t guarantee anything. It had been only to test if the man was good enough to be trusted.

The black witch could help Penny in learning many things which Alexander wasn’t aware of as he didn’t practice magic himself until now. At the same time, the man had the nerve to be touchy while also bringing up subtly on how close both Penny and he were before she lost her memories.

Penny leaned forward, ignoring the two men beside her to talk to Alexander,

“Lord Alexander, can I ask you for something?” the man readily nodded without letting any words out, “There is this case I was interested in, something that happened years ago.”

Damien and Isaiah who had stopped sending each other quiet glares now turned to her attention, Damien said to Alexander, “Do you think you can ask Reuben to get a case file which has been closed? It’s on the Artemis’ family.”

“Artemis?” Lord Alexander questioned in faint curiosity, “You want to know about the boys?”

“Yes,” she nodded her head before asking both the councilmen, “Umm, also about their nephew and nieces. When we met in Donovans’ mansion, Mrs. Artemis mentioned something regarding that her two relatives hadn’t contacted them back.”

Lord Alexander nodded his head over it, “Yes, that one I know. I was young too back then and saw them occasionally. Good people, I would say? They are witches, you are aware of it right?”

“Really?” Penny asked, confused as she hadn’t realized it. She had assumed them to be humans as they never showed a sign or whispered anything related to being a white witch.

Young master Damien’s pet

Young master Damien’s pet

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"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"

The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.

"Bring the man here."

"N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.

Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.

"Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.

Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.

"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.

Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.

On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.

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