Book Eight: Chapter 181

Damn. Now he wished he could talk to Death about it and see what the Reaper thought about the whole affair.

The thralls finished setting up the food just as Lady Charlotte appeared on the balcony above. Her hair had been pulled up into a bun above her head, revealing her slender neck. Mike couldn’t help but stare a bit, wondering if that was where Vincentius had bitten her. He had so many questions he wanted to ask, but couldn’t because of that damned dark tendril that followed Charlotte around.

He noticed the same darkness shadowing the thralls, but to a lesser extent. Mike imagined that it was this way because nobody was really talking to the servants. That, and the thralls were less independent. They would absolutely report anything unsavory to their master.

The thralls left, leaving Charlotte still standing up above him. Taylor and TJ, finished with Suly’s measurements, went upstairs and knocked on the door where the women were being measured. They were invited