Taming My Vampire Servant

When Ivory heard this, she covered her mouth in shock. Why would Lucius tell her this?

She should be wary of what to tell him, so it took her a moment to answer. "He's my Servant, so why would I-"

"He's a Servant, but his heart and mind is turning like a human's!"

She widened her eyes, surprised that he knew something about it. Should she open up to her closest friend? But what are the odds that he would not be against the love of a Master and a Servant, especially that Lucius is a son of a general and is very a righteous person? 

Ivory trusts Lucius, and she knows that he cares so much for her. She knows that he only wanted the best for her. Unlike Arcea, who runs her mouth without any filter in her words and almost put her in a dangerous situation, she knew Lucius to be the opposite of it. She's sure he had a big reason for confronting her.

The blonde young man observed his older sister. She seemed surprised, but she was not saying anything. Assuming that she's too shocked, he explained to her in the calmest manner, "Sigmund admitted to me that he's developing human desires-" 

"What the heck are you talking about, Lucius?!" she showed him a very disappointed expression. "We're already in our third year in the academy. The Educators taught us about the very basic rule - that holy Servants do not have desires like humans!"

"I am still looking into it, but I suspect it's related to the Dark Mana," he patted her shoulder. "While I do my investigation, please stay away from your Servant for a while-"

"No!" Ivory yelled, startling him and making him step back. 

Shock crossed Lucius' face, "But Ivory, Sigmund is different. Can't you tell from the day of his summoning?" but he drew closer to her and held her shoulders, making her face him. 

Ivory clenched her fist, trying to maintain her composure the whole time. 

Since his older sister was not responding, he assumed that she would finally listen to him, so he continued, "He's an unusual Servant, plus, he's a Vampire, a banished Class!"

The silver haired Master was still trying her best to calm down and not argue with her closest friend, until…

Lucius looked straight into her light blue irises, "Aren't you even scared? Who knows, one day, he might be dangerous-"

"Lucius! Stop it! Sigmund will never harm me!" she shoved his hands and slightly pushed him away from her. This was the time she lost her temper. She knows deep in her heart that her beloved Servant would not harm and hurt her in any way. "Don't ruin us! Please, not you!"

His forehead creased because that was not what he meant at all. "I am not ruining your relationship! I just want you to distance yourself, especially now that we do not know what is happening to him! Why couldn't you see the danger in your actions?!"

Danger? It's because she loves him so much that she could even risk her life just to be with him! Tears started to form in Ivory's eyes while she gazed into Lucius' blue irises. Her heart ached so much as she listened to the insults against her beloved Sigmund. 

She said as she cried, "He may be stubborn at times, but he really cares for me. He looks out for me as his Master. What do you even know, Lucius?" she wiped her tears, "I am his Master, not you. I know him more than you do, and he's not doing anything wrong to me-"

"He's not doing anything wrong?! Who do you think you're fooling?! Then why do you even let him leave kiss marks all over your body?" he threw his hands in the air, "Is that what a Master does? To make your Servant your lover?!" 

Ivory glared at him with tears in her eyes before turning her back on him. She headed to the door, but he grabbed her arm and made her face him, "Why are you running away? Are you guilty, Ivory?"

Her tears finally streamed down her cheeks. Yes, she's guilty. She was not yet ready to face her real feelings, and the inquisitive Lucius was doing a great job in forcing her feelings to surface. She did not want to admit it yet, and was trying hard not to reveal her feelings. 

Ivory knew that once she openly admitted it to anyone, everything in her life would change.

Seeing that he might have frightened her, he tried to speak in a kinder tone, "Ivory," he squeezed her arms subtly, "I am doing this because I know you'll be even more hurt if this goes on."

"But why, Lucius? Why do you even care about that petty thing?" she wiped her tears with the back of her hands and cleared her throat before speaking.

Lucius saw how Ivory had her head set to deny it, "This is not a petty thing! We are talking about a grave sin, Ivory!" he exclaimed. "Didn't you say a while ago that this is a very basic rule?"

Ivory shook her head, "Enough, Lucius! I don't want to listen to any more of your sermons."

"Ivory," he sighed, reaching for her hands this time. "Please trust me. I promise I will help you solve this matter and do something about your Servant-"

"Do not do anything to Sigmund!" she removed her hands from his. "Yes, Lucius, you and I are close, but the bond I've created with my Servant is deeper!"

He was about to speak again, but she cut him off. 

"You've already helped me multiple times, and I am really thankful for that. I have not yet repaid you, but I will in the future."

"Ivory..."

"But this time, please..." she spoke with seriousness, "Please let me handle this on my own."

"Believe me, you can't handle this on your own!" Lucius clenched his jaw. "You'll need a lot of information on this, even the archives. I won't ask anything in return, so-"

"Why are you even meddling with my life?! I am already an adult, Lucius. I know what I have to do."

"Because I am your-" Lucius paused and realized that he had already said too much. He clenched his fists and averted his gaze from her. "Apologies."

Ivory sniffed and heaved a deep breath. "Lucius, thank you, but do not worry about me. I am in control of my own feelings. As my only closest friend, I really hope you trust me with this one. So... please let this be the last time you confront me about it."

Lucius still wanted to console her because of what he had said earlier, but Ivory left his room in a flash. He sighed and walked towards the window. As he dissipated the sound barrier, he stared at the falling snow. Surely, he did not expect things to turn that way. He only wanted to keep his sister away from trouble.

In the two years that he knew her, he's already aware of her character. If she's feeling down, she won't tell her friends. And when she sees her friends in trouble, she wouldn't hesitate and offer to help them.

Lucius tried to confront her about her feelings for her Vampire Servant because she did not want her to be punished and unchosen, just like their mother.

When Ivory went back to her room, Sigmund sat cross-legged on the bed. He had just gotten out from a warm shower, and he remained topless exposing his abs, wearing his most comfortable garter pants. The cold weather had no effect on him since he adjusted his body's temperature through Fire magic.

"What took you so long?" The Vampire growled in an agitated expression.

Ivory faked a smile, pretending that there was no confrontation previously with Lucius. If Sigmund would hear about it, for sure, he'd cause trouble. "I said one hour, right?" she avoided his gaze to avoid him from noticing her puffy eyes and the redness of her cheeks and nose. She went directly to her knapsack, then took her undies and long-sleeved nightdress. "Can you warm up the water?"

Sigmund assisted his Master by preparing her bath by heating up the water in the barrel. Afterwards, he also dried her hair, using a simple Air magic technique that Sigmund devised. He collected air and controlled a small ball of wind in his hand. He rotated it until it blew towards Ivory's hair.

Ivory yawned after Sigmund combed her long, silver hair with his bare hands. It was already dry, thanks to that little wind emitting from his palm. She then tucked herself in the soft and thick blanket, and her Vampire Servant sat beside her.

Sigmund was surprised when his Master suddenly grabbed his hand under the blanket, intertwining her fingers with his. 

"Good night," she murmured.

"Hmm. Rest well," Sigmund said, tucking her hair behind her ear, and waited for her to close her eyes.

Sigmund stroked Ivory's head as he watched her sleep. He was elated to feel that nothing changed between them even though she already knew the truth that he is a flawed Servant. 

The truth might have been easier to accept because she already had lingering feelings for him, and Sigmund was not dumb not to feel it. He knew that his Master also wanted him as a lover, the same way that he wanted her.

It should not be happening, but what could they do? They couldn't teach their hearts to stop loving one another. For now, he should be contented to show her that he loves her only through his actions. Getting any more greedy than that would complicate things.

As he controlled his body's warmth, he tucked himself in and laid beside Ivory. He planned to do it for the whole winter season, wanting to prove to her that even though he's a flawed Servant, he's the most reliable one she could depend on.