“There has been an attack, robbers I presume, her companion is dead, we left the body down the street few streets away from here”, I said. She couldn’t refrain a hiccup and covered her mouth. That’s when I noticed that her sight must have been pretty low because she hadn’t notice the blood covering the dress and boots of the lady.
“You might want to call the police and prepare a bath”, I added.
She looked at me as if I had been the one attacking her mistress, she seemed shocked.
“Yes?” I said.
I wanted her out of the room at once, I wanted to study the condition of the lady.
“Who are you?” she repeated taking few steps back.
That wasn’t good at all. She might have had a low eyesight but she seemed aware that I wasn’t human. I pushed the thoughts in her mind repeating myself slowly.
She reached for the handle and ran out of the room faster than I could have thought her capable of. I followed her with my mind and heard her fall in the stairs, few minutes later I stopped hearing her heart. I wouldn’t have to do anything about her and that was giving me time.
The lady was laying on her white bed shit, contrasting with the dark blue of the dress and the dark red of the blood of her companion. Looking at her was making me feel artistic. If I had brought my pencils with me, I might have drawn her. I tried to memorize the way her hair was laying on the pillow with her head at a strange angle to draw her later. I took her pulse, it was still racing, I wonder if she was really fainted or pretending. I started by taking away her boots, they were laced up to her knees and it took me a long time. She moaned slowly and I smiled. I knew what she wanted. She had fainted to escape the maid, it was obvious. She was going to pay her insolence tonight.
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