Nisha of the Red

"Do they scare you?" Nisha said in a loving tone to her younger sister. The human maids in the hall began to shiver because they knew what happened to the maids before them. Ana meekly looked down and shake her head side to side. The maids that were scared stiffly relaxed after they saw the young miss shake her head in denial.

"Will we be okay?" Ana asked weakly.

Nisha looked at her silly little sister and knew that she had to properly teach her confidence. She had no need to fear others every harming her again with her around. If she had too, she would turn the whole world upside down for her.

"Rest at ease, your sister is no longer weak anymore," Nisha assured her once again. Ana felt relieved but still had lingering fear due to trauma. From Nisha's body's memories, she understood more than anyone what the offspring of Henry Vaan Westhaven went through. The only way for Ana to overcome this trauma is to put on a show for her to finally put her fear to rest. Nisha felt excited to display a grand show for those that suffered from his filthy hands.

"Young miss, Fiona Vaan Westhaven have arrived." A maid's voice called out beyond the hall's doors.

The engraved polished wooden doors of the dining hall opened to reveal a dainty young lady who was about the same age as Nisha, walked into the hall with maids with heads held up high in tow. Fiona wore a white large skirt with a white top to match. It had gold breading into the outfit and was cut to add more flare to her clothes. Fiona's black hair was also held up with gold hairpins that had little white flowers dangling from it. She was the image of purity and pretty as a snow flower.

Nisha didn't turn her head or bother to greet the woman, but Ana noticed her and out of habit she was about to bolt from her seat and grovel to Fiona. Nisha figured she would do something like this and held Ana down in her seat. She also proceeded to stroke her red hair to calm her down. Ana finally settles down and borrowed her little head into Nisha's sleeve.

Fiona and her haughty maids looked over Nisha's way and finally realize there were others in the hall beside them, not only that she also saw that they were occupying seats that were designated for the heirs of the Westhaven estate. Fiona's pretty little face twisted in displeasure and signaled one of her maids to say something to the rude guests. The maid smiled in response and produced to confront the strangers in the dining hall. The maids that resided in the hall to serve during the time for dinner looked at the brave maid in shock. They all thought why couldn't she see that the fifth young miss expert maids looked like they were ready to kill her. They were also afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire like the previous servants.

One of the dinner hall maids walked hurriedly to stop the other but was met with a slap across her face. She held onto her sore cheek as she looked at the aggressive woman that was serving under the young miss of the Westhaven household. The cocky woman sneered and declared, "How dare you block me!"

Even though there was sear joy reflected on Fiona's face, it was quickly cover up as she took on a stern stance to reprimand her maid.

"Heleim! How could you do such a thing?" Fiona called out. She looked at the frighten maid and gently smiled at her. The maid that was slapped didn't dare look at the young mistress in the eye, she knew that the mistress putting on a show for the guests sitting in the dining hall. The only thing she can do is play along and hoped that she didn't wake up dead the next day if her performance wasn't up to pare.

In a practiced matter, the maid sneakily pinched herself as she managed to squeeze out a few tears from her dew like eyes. It painted a picture of pity for the slapped maid that looked at Fiona as if she saw an angel. Fiona was pleased with the performance that was playing out to her whim. She went up to her maid that now displayed an expression of fear and guilt.

"Heleim, this not how we conduct ourselves in the Westhaven estate." She said as she rebuked her personal maid. "Due to rules, 20 whips and pay halted for 3 months."

"Miss!?" her personal maid nearly yelled. Fiona's sentence even shocked the maid that was slapped. There were no rules like that in the estate, it was just the young mistress throwing her weight around. Not only that, a small incident would only slash one month worth of pay at most. The maids were left shivering in fear of the cruel mistress, her personal maid was instantly seized and led out of the dining hall without a fuss. If she did make a noise and put a damper in her mistress's mood she would be asking for something worse than death.

The other maid that held her swollen cheek even felt sorry for the personal maid, but she had no time to feel sorry for another she needed to continue the act.

"Thank you so much for your kindness young mistress!" The maid cried in joy.

Fiona nodded her head as she smiled pleased. "Hurry and attend to your wound."

"Yes, mistress." The maid meekly said and scurried away before the cruel woman could call her back for another performance.

There were still left over maids to serve Fiona as she stopped a few feet away from Nisha and her group. To Fiona's surprise, she never saw such beautiful women before, even the maids were considered beauties that can overturn a city, but the one that was sitting down without a care in the world was a goddess among mortals. Her feelings of awe were quickly replaced by bitterness. All her life she was praised for talents in the arts and beauty, even upper-class young masters sought her hand in marriage. After her long trip from school that she and her brother attended to, she now comes home to see a group of strangers in their seats. Her mother is nowhere to be found to entertain them, that led her to believe that their household was unprepared to receive them. The most she can do is probe them and treat them accordingly based on their status.

"I apologize for my maids' crude behavior," Fiona said sweetly in a refine matter.

Nisha turned her head to Fiona and saw through her vampiric version that particles of glowing light were emitting from her. But unlike the pill and light fixtures, the specks of scattered light was concentrated below her belly button. There was also some specks of light circulating through her bloodstream but it was very few in number. It didn't take long to understand that these particles of light were a source of energy that behaved a certain way due to their attitudes. She had the urge to conduct a little experiment with Fiona.

Nisha slowly released some of her aurae that she concealed and wrapped Ana in a protective transparent bubble without her knowing. The aura was like a gush of wind and light that flooded into a hot stuffy and dark room. The humans within the hall trembled as they entered into a trance-like state. The figure of the fifth young miss became that of pure perfection and a version of worship. This was a common side effect of any vampire releasing their aura, it dazzled mortals to the point of losing themselves and made vampires become more intimate with each other. It didn't take long for her expectations to be met. Fiona senses the abnormality in the air and used the 'energy' within her to form a thin protective layer around her to protect her from Nisha's aura.

This made Nisha clap her hands happily in praise.

"Very good!" she said drawing the mortals affected by her power to follow her words in a daze.

Fiona was puzzled by the sudden turn of events and grew flustered when she saw her maids looking stupidly at the unknown woman in a drunken daze. She gathered up her wits and assumed since the woman was able to release her power outward meant that the woman is an expert that she couldn't afford to offend. The spoiled young miss lady gritted her teeth and bowed towards Nisha.

"I'm glad you are pleased," Fiona said gracefully.

Nisha nodded her head approvingly as she watches Fiona acted according to her. Even the monster maids let out a smile, as they saw a mortal pay proper respects to their mistress.

"I am very pleased, and for that, I will give you a reward."

Fiona's dew like eyes brightens at the sound of receiving a reward for making this unknown beautiful stranger be pleased with her. Fiona's mind was wild with thoughts of this stranger being a powerful expert that was willing to accept her as a disciple. She thought her performance and her cautious nature that was portrayed as being respectful helped her be in good graces. Nisha looked at the joy that was radiating from Fiona and she only felt more satisfied with her. Nisha held out her pale beautiful hand that seemed to glow and caused others to be drawn in. In the middle of her palm, a red pearl appeared that soon bloomed into a blood red peony. The mystical flower was bigger than her hand and had red crystals embedded into the petals.

Fiona and Ana looked amazed at the treasure that appeared in Nisha's hand. Ana assumed that this was a treasure that the sister's master gave her. She wanted to stop her, but Nisha merely stroked her head and it instantly calmed her down. Ana didn't know why but her sister's head rubs gave her peace and security. So she reassured herself if anything went wrong the expert's escorts would protect them.

"This is a rare treasure that purifies the body, and spirit, it's called the 'Mary of Flowers'."

All of the rare treasures that were recognized by the cultivator academia was recorded and well known by cultivators due to their schooling. So it wasn't weird for Fiona to become a bit hesitant before expecting the gift from the unknown expect.

A light giggle escaped from Nisha moist rose-colored lips. It caused the troubled Fiona to snap out of her thoughts. Fiona felt distressed because of her show of hesitation and being lost in thought would cause the expert to be insulted from her actions. She clutched the folds of fabric from her dress in her hands in fear to question the so-called treasure. She couldn't even tell what grade of the treasure it is. The 'Mary of Roses', only looked like a pretty decoration for weak noble ladies.

Before Fiona could even form a sentence to reject the expert, something unexpected happened. The 'Mary of Roses' in Nisha's started to emit a red vapor like aura that also looked like it had gold flakes in it. Fiona couldn't believe it and was stunned speechless, while Nisha, on the other hand, was greatly amused from Fiona change of expression.

Nisha observed that the particles of light that she saw everywhere was the energy used for humans to cultivate themselves, so she imitated the process by forcefully embedding certain particles of light that she wanted to experiment on. In the process, she condenses the spiritual energy into a semi-solid state. Blood red tiny lights that she collected and combined it like a set of DNA strands, it formed a structure of views pulsating throughout the 'Mary of Roses' that was created by her blood essences as the base and the blood energy that still lingered within the area. As for the gold flacks that was something she picked out from gold trimmings its self in the dining hall. It was small in number but she can tell it was very powerful from the aura is emitted.

"Thank you expert for your gift!" Fiona announced excitedly. Just by looking at her eyes anyone can tell the greed and the intense desire she had to process the 'Mary of Roses'.

The 'Mary of Roses' drifted to Fiona. Her eyes grew wild as her maids also were started to sweat from the overwhelming urge to steal the treasure for themselves. Fiona couldn't even blame them for their shamelessness. When spiritual energy becomes a semi-solid state it only meant it that the 'Mary of Roses' is a treasure raked above Sage stage. Anybody would kill for a treasure like this!

The maids that were in the dining hall all looked like there were starved and the 'Mary of Roses' was their cure to life. Fiona hurriedly took the treasure in her hands and hid it in her sleeves. The feverish trance that overcame the maids somewhat dimmed but the feeling of processing the treasure still remained. Fiona knew the darkness that hid in the hearts of others and started to make plans for the rake Sage treasure.

"This lowly one thanks expert for the gift," Fiona said in a flattery tone.

Nisha smiled and said in a lazy tone, "You are dismissed."

Ana looked startled at the obedient horrible young miss being dismissed without the slightest bit of arrogance about her. She kneels down and left in a graceful manner with a smile on her face. Ana was shocked, she looked at her older sister and wondered how was her sister able to pull it off? And how didn't the young miss, Fiona didn't recognize her sister? She wondered when would she start to get used to all the new weird things that were happening.