Taming My Vampire Servant

Grisha and Trevor took over in grilling the meat while Ivory and Sigmund worriedly watched over Zen in his room. They waited for him to wake up. Ivory frequently checked his breathing; fortunately, it seemed like he was not in pain anymore.

But he had rapid eye movements as if he's currently in a dream, so Ivory observed him carefully, and it didn't seem like he's having a nightmare. 

"He's smiling," Sigmund said while observing him as well, "I wonder what he's dreaming of."

Ivory was relieved that he was not having a nightmare, but why did he suddenly have that odd headache and fell asleep? It was as if he was forced to sleep!

After two hours, Zen woke up. He rose up from his bed, and as soon as he saw Sigmund by the door, he excitedly said, "Father! You know what? I had a nice dream!" he approached him as his eyes beamed with excitement and continued, "I was walking in the forest, and then I saw someone sitting on a tree stump. When he saw me, he called me Zeny, as if we were close. Turns out he's my cousin, and my father is the brother of his father!"

Sigmund did not know how to react to the overjoyed young man. He was so quick in narrating his dream that the Vampire still had to process what he was talking about!

"He said that his name is… Levian."

This caught the attention of Sigmund, and coincidentally, Ivory had just entered the room, bringing with her a bowl of mashed potato. She also heard about it, and she asked Zen to tell them more of his dream.

"He said… that he had no control over his dreams, and it might be the Goddess who did it to us. It must be a way for us to communicate despite not knowing where the others are," Zen ge gave a worried expression. "He said that I should stay here and keep a low profile. He's worried since I am not a Chosen One, and my life will be in more danger if the enemies would find me, so he said that he'd come for me once our clan has regained its glory."

Ivory smiled at Zen, "We will help His Highness Prince Levian to regain the glory of the Silverblades. Don't you worry… Here, you must be hungry," she gave him the bowl of mashed potatoes.

Zen jokingly looked for the grilled meat that they previously cooked, and Ivory said that nothing's left. But, they expect to receive money from the academy next week, so they can buy more meat. Ivory then caught Sigmund staring blankly at nothing. He seemed to be in deep thought.

After looking after Zen, Ivory asked Sigmund to accompany her in the forest to hang out. She was led to one of the tallest and oldest oak trees in the area. It had a big trunk with branches that spread vastly in the sky. He then carried her to one of the sturdy and thick branches of the tree.

"Hold onto me, okay?" The Vampire uttered. When he saw Ivory confused on where to put her hand, "Nevermind. I will hold you." He then placed his arms on her waist, moving her closer to him.

As usual, Ivory felt the sweetness of her lover, but she was wondering what he was thinking about. She asked in a worried tone, "So… what's on your mind? You were quiet when our son was telling you what he dreamed of."

He chuckled when he heard Ivory called Zen their son. As expected, he couldn't get used to it. "I was just wondering how the Prince is. He was only six when I last saw him."

She nodded at him. Although she knew that it would be unfair to Sigmund, Ivory still chose not to say that she was already involved with Werewolves. But what if she tells him now?

"Sigmund… The late king had a Werewolf Servant, and you and your Master served him, so why do you dislike Werewolves?" 

As soon as she asked this, she felt Sigmund's grip on her waist tighten. 

"Ivory. I found out that my Master was pregnant, and the Werewolf Servant of King Ulysses refused to tell me who the father was. He was the only one with her that night in the tavern, and he couldn't even protect her!" 

Ivory widened her eyes in shock. King Ulysses' Werewolf Servant? He was referring to the Alpha Werewolf, Wolfram, whom she met a couple of times in her dreams! 

He continued ranting, "But sometimes, I even wonder why the King was protecting her so much. Therefore, I also thought about the possibility of Master Deshanna bearing a child of the Silverblades. Until I was unsummoned by the past Oracle, I never knew the answer."

But Ivory set that thought aside at that moment and focused on the emotional Sigmund. Seeing her beloved Servant's irises turn red in anger for remembering the past, she caressed his cheek to calm him down. "Sigmund… At times like these, I wish that you weren't a flawed Servant so you can be devoid of negative emotions."

"Ivory…" he took hold of the hand that was caressing him, and kissed its back, "You are the only one I've got now. I will never let you be close to other Servants… especially those traitor Werewolves."

The silver-haired Master felt guilty for lying to him. That's when she decided, she'd never tell Sigmund about her dreams, and Lycus' real identity.

"Ivory," he called her again when he calmed down, his eyes weren't glowing anymore. He gazed at her and requested, "Let me have some blood."

She smiled sweetly at him, "Alright. Where do you want to bite?"

The Vampire looked at her from head to toe as if she was his prey. In his mind, he was carefully thinking about what to choose!

"Time's up," Ivory suddenly said. "Too slow. No more blood for you." She teased him, giggling.

"As if I'd let you escape from me, dimwit," he pulled her waist, then hugged her tightly.

While the playful Vampire licked her neck and shoulder, Ivory pursed her lips. The forest was so quiet that only their breathing and the ruffling of their clothes could be heard. She was stopping herself from moaning because of the sweet and addictive sensation that she was starting to feel!

"Why hold back, Ivory?" he smirked at him, "Don't be afraid. I will try to be gentle."

And so, Sigmund dug his teeth onto her neck. As he sucked his Master's blood and licked her smooth skin, his embrace tightened. It was his own way of saying that Ivory would not be able to escape from him anymore.

...

The management of Precious Inn was fully transferred to Fiora and the three new personnel. Since Ivory and Lucius would be returning to the mines next week, they started to condition their body.

The two of them jogged around time at dawn 'til sunrise, then did some push ups and sit ups to strengthen their core and stamina. In the afternoon, they go to the forest to go sparring against one another using only close combat and non-magic techniques.

Lycus and Sigmund observed the two from up the tree as they fought each other. Ivory and Lucius both held with them wooden poles as long as their actual weapon.

"Ivory, you're too slow!" Sigmund yelled as he watched his beloved Master's every move, "Watch the position of your feet! You'll trip if you keep doing it like that!"

"Got it!" Ivory responded. She then stepped backward, then lunged towards Lucius. 

Already anticipating his sister's move, he jumped up before she reached him. He saw Ivory look upwards as Lucius looked down on her with a smile.

But Ivory did not give up. She pierced the wooden pole on the ground and used it to lift herself upwards. At that moment, Lucius had just gotten down behind her.

Unfortunately, Ivory's trick did not faze the blonde young man. While Ivory was firmly holding the wooden pole, Lucius charged forward, and he hit her pole, making her off balance!

Ivory fell to the ground with her butt hitting the ground. "Oww!" she screamed, stroking her butt. 

"Apologies," Lucius helped her stand up. "Are you alright, Ivory?"

"Ah, yes. I was too slow."

Sigmund hopped down from the tree, "You've gained weight ever since we stayed here, that's why you're slow."

"Sigmund! You're teasing me again-"

"The Vampire's right, Ivory," Lucius sighed, "I think you should watch how much food you consume."

"Ugh, I didn't think I'd have this problem," she panted, and as she felt tired she looked for a tree and sat on its big roots. While she leaned on it, Lycus used Air magic to serve as a fan for her while he cheered her up.

When they got tired from their training, they returned to the inn. Grisha had already prepared dinner, and they praised her cooking, which was said to be on par with Lycus'. Although Ivory ate a few, she said she was on a diet, and the new employee told her that she'd specially cook a separate dish for her from that moment on, to help her.

When the week had ended, Zen had recorded the computation of the expenses for that week, and in his free time, he learned how to cook from Grisha. Fiora became the taste tester!

On the other hand, Trevor had finished improving the fences of the inn. One night, he was hammering the new Precious Inn wooden signage in front. When he saw Ivory and her companions, he bid goodbye to them as they started marching towards the mining area.