What Lady Helen said was the truth, it was the reality in almost seventy percent where the people who were sold were often sold by their own people who they knew and it was nothing different when it came to Penelope’s case. She had been first sent away by her mother, passed on to her relatives and those relatives had passed her to the slave establishment.
“You are scared to be left alone for what you are so you are slyly trying to threaten me. Of the loneliness you will have to go through,” Lady Helen had stopped fuming and instead chuckled looking to her side, as if trying to choose her words wisely, she said, “Flocks of feather look better when they are the same. You should instead pack your bags and go back to where you came from.”
Damien who was about to say something, Penny raised her hand wanting to deal with this woman, “Aren’t you crossing your line here. I speak about you letting your thoughts known to the man you are interested in and here you are asking me to pack my bags. Are you scared of the rejection because you know what the answer is? Looks like the word of me being his fiancee didn’t sink into that little brain of yours,” Lady Helen who was holding her glass of wine threw the contents straight into Penny’s face.
People stopped murmuring and talking, their eyes catching on what was going on.
The red liquid of the wine that was splashed on Penny’s face dripped down. From her face to her neck and down to her front. Penny had closed her eyes, a small sting in both her eyes and she opened it when Helen started to speak,
“Little brain? You have the nerve yourself to call me that you weakling-”
Before more words could be uttered, Penny’s mood had switched. The servant who was nearby, holding the tray of drinks and bottle on it, instead of splashing the glass with wine in it, she took hold of the bottle and broke it right across the young vampiress face on the side. Breaking the bottle as well as splashing the entire content of the wine in it on Lady Helen.
As the bottle broke into pieces, the wine dripping down the lady who looked utterly shocked right now, people around them gasped. Both the women were drenched in wine. One who had splashed the wine on the face and the other who had broken the bottle on the vampiress’ head.
The glass pieces of the bottle fell down on the ground with soft clinks. Suddenly rage took over Lady Helen, her demeanor turning to one no one had ever seen until now except for her brother. The young vampiress lunged towards Penelope to be stopped by Elliot before anything more broke down in the hall.
Penelope on the other hand, received a kerchief from Damien to wipe her face. A smile was plastered on his face that let her know how he didn’t mind her breaking a bottle on Lady Helen’s head.
“What is going on here?!”
As if one wasn’t enough, another competition was here, thought Penny in her mind when she looked from the corner of her eyes to find the councilwoman walking towards them with her shoes clicking on the marble floor every time her heel touched the surface of the ground.
“This is supposed to be a party place where we gathered to celebrate Mr. Bingley’s birthday. This will have to be reported to the council, such behavior is unacceptable,” Councilwoman Evelyn said, her eyes sharply looking at the two women who looked like the only fools in the room.
“Haha, that isn’t necessary, councilwoman Eveyln,” Mr. Bingley didn’t want to make the issue big as it was a small tiff between the two women, though he himself was surprised to see the two women who were drenched in wine, “I didn’t know we were having an event to throw wine on each other.”
“This should be reported so that women can behave maturely,” Evelyn’s eyes then moved to Penelope to catch the broken bottle that appeared to look jagged in her hand.
“Woah Woah, there lady!” Elliot walked around the people to come to stand in front of the councilwoman, “Don’t you think you are taking the matter a little too seriously?”
“Elliot is right,” Alexander stated, “The two children wanted to play and have sorted out things amongst them. Just because your cat doesn’t come near you to pet himself doesn’t mean you will raise the issue to the council for silly matters. I am sure you have your hands full with matters that need better attention on it than here.”
He stepped in because the reporting didn’t mean simple filing to the council. Guards would bring the associated person to the magistrate office to settle matters.
Lady Helen’s brother had come to take the girl to the restroom to wash but instead of going along with him, she stood right there. Turning herself to talk to the councilwoman,
“I would like to raise the complaint.”
“Helen, what are you doing?” her brother grit his teeth in question.
“She broke a bottle on my head. I already feel the pain and it could have damaged my face. I need justice for it! She needs to be punished!”
“Justice for being a manipulative little girl?” Penny retorted back, “I guess one bottle didn’t work for you. We should probably try another one,” saying this Penny’s eyes started to look at the nearest servant with a bottle.
“She is threatening me!” Lady Helen quickly made her way to stand behind her brother so that he could protect her, “I demand a court filing immediately!”
“Alright then. Come with me, Lady,” councilwoman Evelyn said, her voice cold and smooth.
“Don’t you think you are stretching it a bit too much, Evelyn?” Evelyn suddenly stopped, her eyes shifting to Damien, “Are you perhaps taking the situation to your own advantage? That would be too low for even you,” he c.o.c.ked his head to the side, his dark red eyes staring at her.
