The Goddess Made A Mistake Again

Inside the Dining Room…

Veronica saw Henry leave with strong strides as her eyes reflected a fascinating glint.

'He definitely isn't a simply human. That willpower and strength he has is okayish but he's eyes… they are something entirely else. It was as if they could see through me and tell who I am.'

"Madam"

"Hmm" Veronica replied while sipping her tea, "What do you think about the boy?"

"He's dangerous."

"That's easy to see but I wanted a deeper answer."

"Hmm… He acts casually and sometimes behaves in both vulgarity and respect but I believe he's only clouding his real expression behind those false ones."

"That's what I think too but…"

Olenna looked down at her mistress with curiosity, "Hmm?"

Veronica shook her head, "No… it's nothing. Maybe just a false glimmer I think. But I think he has a strange aura around him, don't you think so?"

"Regardless madam, I believe we should leave this place as soon as possible."

"Why? This place is quite fine to my liking."

"The capital is in a huge problem madam, we should tend to its matters as quickly before something bad happens."

"Don't worry about that, I already left my clone there. Even if anyone recognizes it, they won't be able to do something when we think the same." Veronica said lying back at the chair, "Besides… it's been so long since I've left that horrid place, eyes always on me searching for some mistake."

She sighed, "Finally I can take a breather here. Let me rest for a while, would you?"

Olenna glanced at the puppy eyed look that her mistress was giving her and thought for a moment before sighing, "As you say madam, I am only advising you because I am one of your most trusted people and responsible for your life… nothing special."

"Good!" Veronica smiled, "You should take some rest too… think of it as paid leave."

Olenna only paled at her mistress's suggestion before sitting down and joining her.

In the Living Room…

Sighing, I let down the papers in front of me and say, "Seriously? Is this it?"

"Yes sir." Raven said as he stood before the desk.

"So what you're telling me is she's done nothing else than hang around the mansion… she's never even been outside the mansion ground once?"

"No" Raven shook, "But her maid had left the mansion a few times."

'Olivia… she too seems a bit sketchy to me. But nothing that can thoroughly point her out.'

"Alright, has she been out tomorrow morning?"

"In the morning?" Raven thought for a moment, "I can't say for sure, I was occupied with training the others so I didn't see her. I'm sorry for my negligence, sir."

I shook his apology off, "Nah, it's okay. You can't always keep her on your eyes 24/7 now, can you. This much information is good enough for now."

The paper before me was the detailed information that I had asked Raven to relay for me. It had a lot of details about Veronica… if that really was her name, but I'll figure it out later.

For example, the paper had reports of where she's been going, staying and doing on her idle time which was almost all time. There wasn't any rare or uneasy report of her, she mostly spent her time idling around the mansion and its grounds but didn't venture too much out of its vicinity.

There was also the detail of what she ate for this few days and how she behaved with the others. All in all, she wasn't the talkative nor that cold too, she was in the middle.

Veronica talked to people when she wanted to, but that talk would only be for a brief moment. She was very attentive of things, if she saw a maid dusting a place too much or forget to wipe that one tiny place, she wouldn't point it out. But say it in a fashion that seemed as if she was glancing at something that shouldn't have been there.

To others, her presence itself seemed like a royal vessel that is to be respected and revered. I already saw from the way the maids and others made way for her to go where she walked.

They did the same with me too but with me they had both fear and respect, for her it was respect and politeness, something that lower ranked people would only show to higher revered people.

To everyone else she seemed the perfect lady, capable of bearing good children and honorable too.

But how can someone be soo perfect in this world… in any world actually.

What they're eyes seemed to have missed, mine were able to catch a lot.

Like the fact that her breathing seemed too stable, like a practiced machine without a break in its rhythm. The only time it broke was when I commented on her laughter.

That seemed like a real laugh… I think.

Except for that I saw something else that almost guarantees me 99% percent that she is what I think she is.

My eyes with the special effect can break through the human skin and see the inside thoroughly. Which I did with Veronica and you wanna know what I found?

Absolute Perfection

There was nothing wrong with her body.

Yeah it seems like that's a good thing but actually it's not. It very much is not.

Any human being or even an animal would have some faults in their body. Even if it's a tiny problem caused by food, diseases, combat or anything else, there should be something there.

But there was nothing like that inside her. Her body was perfect, like it was sculptured by the hands of god.

Now how can that be?

Well for me there is only one explanation.

She's a fucking vampire.

Yeah… I know. I already have werewolves in my house and now with a vampire its just the perfect combination.

Still there was a problem. Vampires are someone who are dead… immortal being that can't decay. Which in Veronica's condition matches as her body didn't decay or had damages in any way.

The confusing thing for me here is her heart, which is beating. Now as I had said that vampires are dead so their bodily functions like the heart too should be dead or not beating, right?

So why is hers still beating?

That's why I couldn't tell for sure if she's really a vampire or not. But with that fine body, hair and eyes of hers, it would be a damn shame if she wasn't one.

Fuck, at least she could have been an unmarried vampire. I can't even flirt with her because of that. I'm sure her husbands like a thousand or so years old. He could rip me apart if I did something so stupid.

'Hmm?' Something inside my mind clicks as the image of Olivia fills my mind.

'Now that I think about it… Olivia's body wasn't the same as hers. Her body was extremely unusual too but it definitely wasn't as Veronica's. Which tells me that she's at least a human… or close to one.'

'Now Veronica can't be a vampire and have a human maid, right? Or who knows Olivia could be a aide or… familiar type of people that vampires keep around.'

"Raven"

"Sir"

I give him a serious look, "How good are you at making wooden stakes?"