Chapter 3

The Queen of Vim State was sad and confined to her room day after day, and her special maids were finding it difficult to take care of her. For this reason, young girls were called to the palace as their helpers. Among them was Ella Mabe.

She came to the palace today for the first time in her consciousness. She was a normal vampire, descended from the palace's slave family by ancestry.

Today was her first day at the palace for regular work. She did not know whether she would be chosen or not. If she was not suitable for the queen's bedroom, surely she would be given work elsewhere, but now she had to stay in the palace.

She was obsessed with seeing the palace. She had never heard the strange stories connected to the palace, so she knew nothing.

She didn't even know which places in the palace were strictly forbidden and which actions were banned. The maids who came to the palace had a regular training class in which they were taught the manners and manners of living inside the palace.

Ella had spent every class sleeping.

At that time, all the girls of her age were standing straight with their arms straight and their heads slightly bowed. However, Ella was looking at the high ceiling of the palace and the very big, precious chandeliers hanging on that ceiling with shining eyes.

The leader of the maidservants drew her attention with a loud snarl; Ella looked at her in shock as she stared at Ella through gritted teeth. With a gesture, she asked her to bow her head.

Ella nodded quickly.

"Step in order in a line and stand with faces up, eyes down."

In response, the Queen's maid appeared and responded in a horrified voice. Accordingly, the girls all quickly stood in line and stood exactly the same.

Ella, standing at the far end of the line, was also standing straight, head held high and eyes down, but still looking around. She was not interested.

The leader of the maids showed all the girls their place of work and sent the cleaners to an old store at the back of the palace. Here, all the cleaning equipment was kept.

Sensing the leader's gaze, Ella slowly walked away from the rest of the girls. She picked up a large brush and put a small bucket under her arm. When she left, she walked into the open bathroom-like barbershop next to it and made foamy water while making cleaning water in a bucket.

After seeing them in action, the leader turned back with satisfaction.

Ella's facial expression changed. The water in the bucket was lightened so as not to carry too much weight while moving around. She quickly entered the palace holding a brush stick. While moving forward, she gazed with enthusiasm at the large, thick, and heavily carved pillars.

When she reached the end of these pillars and open corridors, she stopped. Ahead was a completely dark corridor, the walls of which were covered with large black rose-shaped bulbs, the gray light of which made the corridor strange. Ella kept the bucket and brush there and moved on. She jumped up and tried to touch these black roses.

After failing to find a door, she looked around. A line of seven-colored lights was visible at the end of the corridor. She widened her eyes and began to follow these lights.

She reached the door and looked inside.

It was a very spacious hall, very open and spacious. Hall decorated with lights and flowers.

There was only a narrow path between these flowers; the rest of the floor was covered with flowers.

Ella started walking on this path without thinking; she was intoxicated by the fragrance filling the room.

The way ended, she stopped. There was a high place ahead, on which there were steps to climb, and she climbed the stairs and reached the top.

In front of her was a huge casket full of red glittering diamonds, on the glass above which she bent her face and gazed still.

He was a very tall and handsome boy, dressed in royal clothes, lying in the coffin with his eyes closed. Ella was stunned by his charm. Can a man have such beauty? Can anyone be so handsome?

Every flower and every light in the room fell in front of his face. The color of red lips was more pleasing than any blush in the world.

She looked at the words written between the flowers on the coffin and tried to read carefully.

"Prince Lucifer." Her lips fluttered, as if it had touched her deeply.

Her black hair was adorned with golden braids. Looking at this beautiful prince sleeping in this coffin, she had forgotten all the worries in the world and the surroundings around her. As if this was a necessary task.

She was trance-like, as if if she left this work, she would die. It will pile up here.

She didn't even notice the sound of footsteps outside this hall. The silence of this prince sounded as if her hearing had been damaged.

Entering the room to see Lucifer, the young prince Rayal saw a girl and suddenly got angry.

"Who are you? How did you come here?" She immediately became aware of the roar that arose behind her. Her eyes widened with fear and she didn't have the courage to turn around.

With her hands on the coffin, she was trembling, and this time she did not gaze at the seer god through the glass.

The one who came from behind approached her and placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her towards him with shock.

Ella was standing with her eyes closed in fear.

With the hot breath and the gurgling sound coming right next to her face, Ella's voice began to waver.

Prince Rayal stared intently at the little girl standing in front of him.

When and why she came to this palace, he did not know, but he knew that he had never seen her in the palace before. He was shocked to find a bucket and a brush at the beginning of the corridor. When he came running, he saw the little girl leaning on Lucifer's coffin.

Was she an enemy girl? What was her purpose?

Did she come to steal Lucifer's coffin or did she want to harm Lucifer?

Lucifer was hated by many families in the Kingdom of Vim due to his dark powers that had cost the lives of many young and young vampires.

It could be that the girl belongs to such a family, hates her or she is an old friend of Lucifer. Rayal was no longer fooled by faces. Not since he had suddenly seen another form of Lucifer, the mischievous and flamboyant brother he had grown up with.

If he could be wrong, then anyone could change.

"I came by mistake. I came here today; I don't know what place this is." She bowed her head and began to explain anxiously. Her face was filled with fear.

Prince Christopher looked carefully at her face. She was a young girl; her dress told that she was from a slave tribe. There was innocence and truth on her face, but despite all that, her presence in this room was a sign of suspicion. Whether Lucifer was Evil or a Demon.

He was dishonest, insolent, sinful or traitorous.

But he was the prince of this palace. He was significant and necessary. His waking up was also a sign of fear. However, it was not like he would be handed over to his enemies after being put in this helpless state.

Prince Rayal took her wrists in his grip after a moment's thought and was relieved to see Lucifer sleeping in the coffin. Ella tried to pull her wrists from his hands, but he took them as they were and turned away.

Ella looked at him nervously. She didn't know who he was, but from the royal dress, it was obvious that he was a member of the royal family.

"You are walking with me. I can't let you go like this after coming into this room. You will be questioned. There will be an investigation first."

He said in a harsh tone, jolting Ella as she tried to free herself. Ella was worried.

In addition, he had hidden Ella's belongings on the side of the corridor before anyone got there.

"Ella, listen to me. Little girl. Listen to me." Suddenly the same voice came. The same whisper suddenly echoed in her ears. She stopped in shock.

When she stopped like this, Prince Christopher also stopped and looked at her.

"You can't leave here without convincing me. You have come to this room where no one except the royal family is allowed to enter. This rule is years old and no one has broken it till now. "

He was angry as he spoke in a cold tone. Ella looked nervously here and there.

"Listen to me. Listen to me." After repeating these words, that whisper was repeating the same strange phrase again and again. Ella's existence was sweating.

"Who is it?" Who is speaking? "Step forward." Ella screamed with fear and panic. The existence of Prince Christopher was also neglected. Christopher looked at her in surprise.

She pulled her wrists out of his grip and put her hands over her ears sobbing.

"Are you okay? What happened?" He was worried even though he didn't want to. She was behaving strangely, shocking him. There were only those two.

He was speaking and she was listening. There was no other sound but she behaved strangely.

"He is calling me. He wants me to hear him. He speaks. However, his words are strange. It hurts... here in the head."

She was suffering from anxiety. She had been hearing this voice for the past several days and this strange problem was scaring her now. That voice was strange.

"Who is calling? What is the voice? Did you come here in pursuit of this voice? Were you called here?" Rayal stooped to her and asked questions. He cast a worried glance at the closed door behind him. Is it possible that this girl is being called by Lucifer, but how? He was dead, yes he was.

He was not alive. Rayal looked at her. She was shaking her head at his questions.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get up and come with me." Satisfied, he said this time a bit more gently. She stayed in her place.

He watched her for a while and then pulled her away through the back corridor of the castle to the far trees. He was original; he didn't have a problem with the sun. However, she was a normal vampire; she would burn as soon as she stepped out into the sun, but who cared about her? She was a slave. She would be killed there and no one would know about her death.

This though made her cry. She doesn't want to die today. She wants to live more. But who knows what destiny has in store for her?