“I-I don’t know what you are speaking about,” Mrs. Ravers tried to cover up the truth which had come out in the light.
“You should understand and empathize with the people, instead here you are telling yourself that you are better when in truth you or worse than anyone when it comes to the background of your life,” Damien continued not caring that she had her eyes fuming and her expression which told she didn’t want him speaking about it.
“Why are you holding, Mrs. Ravers guilty?” asked Lady Helen, “It was a simple question and a simple answer was received.”
“Then what riled up?” Damien turned his head to her.
On Damien’s question, Lady Helen closed her lips. This wasn’t going as she had expected and she had to move it in a way she would win and have this slave out of the picture. Parting her lips, she started to speak,
“It was Lady Penelope who started the misinformation-” she was interrupted by Penny.
“I will tell what happened,” Penny said, feeling left out. If everyone were speaking their piece of words it was time she did it too, “Lady Helen is feeling bad that she cannot gain your attention anymore. I don’t know what happened in the past but seeing her right now, she looks like she’s trying hard to get yours and the rest’s sympathy so that she can continue with her act of what a sweet young girl she is.”
Lady Helen’s eyes flared, uneven temper swirling in her eyes, “You are crossing your line.”
“Truth is bitter, Lady Helen. Am I wrong to state that you are trying to gain Mr. Quinn’s attention and affection, trying to place yourself as his wife?” Penny asked the young vampires who was fuming.
“My affections have nothing to do with you,” Lady Helen’s voice came out low and quiet.
“That is right. It should do nothing with me so I don’t know why you’re trying to slander my name here when I did nothing to you,” Penny let her hands down which had been crossed over her chest, “As I said earlier, if you truly love the man, then persuade him than act like you are a starry-eyed girl who is waiting for the man to ask her hand.”
“How disgraceful to be this forward by asking a man’s hand,” Mrs. Raver started to only close her mouth when she received a look from Alexander.
“I am a starry-eyed girl? At least unlike you, I didn’t turn myself to a slave to get his attention. Throwing yourself at him-”
“Are you talking about yourself? For someone who bends down to show your b.r.e.a.s.ts to the man trying to entice him. You have some nerve to throw the allegation at me,” Penny stated with her eyes that were now narrowed down at the vampiress.
Lady Helen smiled, “What a hypocrite. For a person who is wearing tight fitted clothes and with that,” she said pointing at how her b.r.e.a.s.ts swelled up for a person’s view, “Is it me or is it you who is trying to entice people?”
Well, that…Penny thought to herself. The dress was tight and smaller to her in size. It was a miracle that she was still breathing and hadn’t fainted yet even with the lightheadedness she felt in her head right now.
“You should know not to point your fingers when you are in the same position,” Lady Helen continued to speak. A smile up her face, “To call me enticing people? What are you doing throwing yourself at the man here,” she said, giving a look at Barn. The young vampire shook his head when Damien’s eyes fell on him as if he had done nothing and it was a false claim.
“You know Lady Helen,” Penny responded back, “For a young woman you sure are too smart which is good but to be overconfident and step into things, if you had the gall to speak to Mr. Quinn and let him know about your true feelings it would have been better, but instead you have been following him like a puppy. Sorry not a puppy,” she corrected herself, “Like a stalker. It is good to be head over heels in love with someone but to not fight fair and instead create scenes to win things in your favor,” Penny shook her head, “If you really like him, there is still time. Mr. Quinn is right here, why don’t you spill out your feelings and we can move on from this little event.”
Penny was trying to be a bigger person, letting the girl off by thinking she was still a child. Someone who didn’t know yet how to approach and do things. It somewhere reminded her of Grace, Damien’s sister. Though Grace was a little more forthcoming in her actions, Lady Helen, on the other hand, was a sly vampire. Using underhanded methods that she doubted anyone appreciated.
She raised her hand that moved towards Damien as if he was going to listen to Lady Helen now.
The vampiress suddenly felt conscious of the fact that she had to speak about her feelings for him in front of everyone. She clenched her hands tightly which rested on her sides. This woman was trying to achieve being nice when in truth she was no better than her! How dare she insult her in front of everyone.
“Will you step aside then? Once I have confessed I mean. You speak as if you are trying to return a favor to me. Keep in mind you little wretched woman I will do what I want when I want,” Lady Helen’s eyes burnt brightly, both the women staring at each other.
“Yes, take your time,” Penny offered the young girl a smile, “But once the time is up, don’t try to be the other woman. It never suits anyone,” The people around her were stunned with the way she had phrased it, even Elliot who was in a comical mood had stopped to stare and listen to what Lady Penelope had to say.
“Are you trying to warn me…Especially when you so benevolently told me to go ahead and confess my feelings. Are you perhaps scared? To be left behind?” Lady Helen’s words hit a mark in Penny’s mind, “Am I? Most of the slaves have a very bad history. Sold to the brothel or to the slave establishment, by parents or by no parents. Your parents must have sold you too.”
