(Outskirts Of New Atlantic City)
(Castle Eden- Training Room)
Again.
Mary picked up the longsword and slashed it at the training dummy in the corner of the field.
The sharp edge of her blade cleanly sliced through the dummy that was filled with straw and leather.
She scowled and resud her normal fighting stance even though the dummy was now leaking out the contents of its stomach.
Again.
This ti she practiced a forward thrust and drove the tip of her blade into the center of the training dummy.
Again.
Mary practiced over and over again until the dummy had been completely destroyed. Only then did she take a break to wipe the sweat that was forming on her brow.
It was now eight o' clock in the night which ant that her mistress would be waking up soon.
Mary wanted to get so extra training in before her usual practice session with Camilla.
The young woman let out a heavy sigh as she looked up at the glass ceiling. She saw a night sky filled with countless twinkling stars that blinked and faded in and out of existence.
It was a beautiful view.
Mary's lips gently curved upwards as she walked over to the weapons rack and carefully placed her sword against its wooden fra.
Now for so light exercises and then she would freshen up.
She began to jog around the training field and ignored how her muscles were screaming out for so rest.
With how quickly she was able to regenerate, Mary was able to push her training regint even further beyond what would typically be considered as normal.
Torn muscles and ligants would be able to recover within an hour and her body would go back to its ideal state after so rest.
Mary gritted her teeth and continued to work her limbs. She distracted herself from the pain by slowly counting sheep in her mind.
A bit childish to be sure but it was pretty effective and soon the young woman completed her three laps around the large training field.
Mary took in a few deep breaths and gently exhaled as she felt her heart beating frantically in her chest.
She was getting stronger.
And it was a rapid growth as well.
She could hardly believe that her body had such high endurance now especially considering the state that it was in when she initially crossed over.
The original Mary was a Sun-Born… that fact alone had massive implications. Was her twin sister a Sun-Born as well?
Was she bought by this clan and eventually ended up as a blood slave to Camilla? Or was she killed on the route to New Atlantic City?
Speaking of which… did she realise that she was Sun-Born in the current tiline? If she was one of course…
Honestly there was a large part of Mary that hoped that her sister was living an ordinary university life.
The last thing that she wanted was for the only mber of her family that she had left to enter a dangerous profession like vampire hunting.
Still… there was nothing she could do except continue to train and hope that she would be eventually reunited with her sister.
Mary wiped off the remaining sweat off her face using a blue towel and then draped it over her shoulders.
She took a final glance at the longsword resting peacefully on the weapons rack and then slowly walked away.
Of course, she was not completely helpless and there was dagger hidden in the pocket on the left side of her pants.
Mary did not usually carry weapons outside of the training field but ever since her encounter with the mysterious vampire…
She refused to walk around without being ard.
She had been taking for granted the protections that surrounded castle Eden and it was clear now that they were not foolproof.
Why did she even have so much trust in Camilla's magic in the first place?
She didn't know the extent of the female vampire's abilities and yet…
Mary shook her head and drove those distracting thoughts to the back of her mind. What she needed to do now was get cleaned and properly dressed before waking up her mistress.
The young woman humd softly to herself as she wandered up several flight of stairs and through the castle until she arrived at her bed chamber.
From there it only took around twenty minutes to properly wash her body and put on a modest black dress that covered her shoulders and went down to her knees.
Mary glanced at her reflection in the mirror and saw an absurdly pretty woman with piercing green eyes staring back at her.
Her body shape was now lean and muscular. Mary raised up her sleeves and saw faint white scar marks that were still visible.
Even though her body was capable of healing… it appeared as though the scarred tissues would always be visible.
A grim reminder of her mortality.
Mary lowered the sleeve and then took one final look at herself before turning around and walking towards Camilla's private bedchambers.
She lightly tapped on the door and heard a faint 'co in' from the other side of room.
Mary slowly opened the door and saw Camilla sitting up on the bed and looking at her.
Was there a faint trace of concern in her eyes?
"Human… what happened yesterday? Are you injured or hurt?" Camilla awkwardly asked while pretending to be nonchalant.
"No… I'm okay mistress," Mary politely replied.
Camilla opened her mouth and proudly spoke while trying her best to conceal her inner thoughts,
"That is good. Rember that your life is mine. Any attack on your person will be treated as an attack on my dignity and honour."
Mary nodded in understanding and the beautiful female vampire got up from the bed. Camilla walked over to her servant with her crimson eyes flashing with an eerie light.
Mary wasn't sure what her mistress wanted to do and stood still as Camilla's hands carefully examined her body for any wounds.
Why was she doing this?
It was tis like this where Camilla's actions turned Mary's heart into a complete ss.
It was so confusing how one mont the beautiful vampire would treat her as nothing more than a tool and then the next she would…
Do sothing kind like this.
Mary noticed that Camilla's hand movents had stopped and looked up to see the gorgeous female vampire staring at her.
Neither one of the pair said a word for several seconds and as the silence continued. There was a strange sense of tension in the air.
Mary could not tell if she was the one who moved first or Camilla but sohow their lips ended up together.
The young woman groaned as Camilla's lips hungrily devoured her own and her tongue slipped into her mouth where it began to battle her own tongue for dominance.
Mary lted away at Camilla's touch, she lost herself in the fiery passion of the mont and felt nothing except those soft, hungry lips.
She was the object of Camilla's heartfelt desires, and she could tell that the vampire kissed her with emotions barely concealed.
Camilla broke away from the kiss and Mary felt lost as she stared at the female vampire's plump red lips that seed all too inviting.
"This… I…" the beautiful female vampire stuttered in shock as she could not believe that she had just lost control like that.
"I need to go now… I have to check the library…"
Camilla fled from the scene imdiately as if she was being chased by a fearso enemy leaving behind Mary who felt more lost and confused than ever before.
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