Bambi And The Dukee - 122 Church Work- Part 2
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122 Church Work- Part 2

Sister Isabelle pursed her lips. She had met young Vivian a few years, it wasn't often that she met people like her but she had forgotten about it until today.

"The girl is not who she appears to be, Duke Carmichael," Leonard raised his eyebrow, not dropping into what she could have found, he let her complete what she had to say, "I wouldn't tell I am completely sure about it but I believe that the last time I touched the girl to bless her, she had only been turned. Turned from vampire to a human."

"That's not possible," he responded back. Vivian had been human since he could remember but at the same time, there was a possible possibility in what the white witch had to say.

The housekeeper arrived back in the room with the bowl of cold water and cloth as requested by his master. Placing it on the side table, he moved a few steps behind before exiting from the room and closing the door behind him.

"I will take care of it."

When Leonard said that, Sister Isabelle didn't know what he was talking about before it dawned in the next second that he wanted to be the one to tend to the girl and not her.

She didn't know if it was because he held a special place towards the girl or it was just that he didn't believe in her as to what she could if he let her take care of the girl. Like black witches who weren't trusted by everyone, there were some who didn't trust the white witches. After all the witches were stemmed from the same branch of the tree. She came to believe it to be the first one as he took the cloth, dipping it in and squeezing it before placing it neatly on her forehead.

"As easy it is to acknowledge that a human can turn to vampire, we haven't seen or heard of vampires turning to humans. Never at all. As I said, I might be wrong and it is just my insight into what I have sensed."

"Sister Isabelle," Leonard asked smoothening the cloth gently across Vivian's forehead, "How many times has your insight turned wrong?"

"Never until now," hearing the answer, questions began to rise in his mind about Vivian's life before she arrived at the Carmichael's residence. Until now they had thought of her to be human and they had search for the older housekeepers relatives so that he could track her family. If Sister Isabelle's intuition was right then it seemed that he had been looking in the wrong direction in concern to Vivian's lineage.

He looked at sleeping Vivian, taking the cloth which had turned warm because of the heat that was being pulled out from her forehead, he dipped it back in the cold water.

"It would be a piece of very surprising news that a vampire turned to a human."

Leonard who put back the cloth on Vivian's forehead stood up to ask the white witch, "Why didn't you find more about it?"

To this, she smiled, crinkles forming at the corner of her eyes, "It isn't our job, Duke Carmichael but the councils. Our kind will help the one that asks for help but not by taking initiative by ourselves. After having one of my own sister killed for living with a vampire, I wouldn't take the risk. You do remember the accident that took place in Valeria?"

He knew about it. Not when it took place but as years pa.s.sed by he had come to learn about the unfortunate accident that the previous Lord of Valeria's wife had to suffer. She had been staked and burned in the middle of the street because of the humans.

"Just between us, Duke Leonard, but it wasn't the humans who were at fault for what happened," giving Vivian some quiet and time to rest, both Leonard and Sister Isabelle stepped out of the room, "The council had something to do with it."

"That's a strong accusation you have, Sister Isabelle," he commented while leading her down the stairs.

The white witch smiled again, her features serene and tranquil. Her footsteps paused, "Not the entire council but someone in there seemed to have a feud with her. Someone who wanted her dead. You must already know that the place where you work isn't clean but contaminated with people with different intentions on their mind. As the person in there," she said looking in the direction of where Vivian was resting now, "She's been gifted. Let me know if you or she needs my help in exploring her abilities. I will send some of the medicines to help the body lower the temperature."

It didn't come as a surprise that she had found out about Vivian being special in such a short time. With what he had observed she was a white witch who picked to keep a low profile, lower than most of the witches who worked in and around the church.