Young Master Damien's Pet

Her head snapped to look at Alexander who had been standing at the door for a while now, watching her work with the stones. He caught sight of the red stone in Penelope\'s hand.

"Could you test it for me?" Penny asked him as he had told last time that he could identify the stones to be real or false ones.

Alexander made his way to where she was, taking the crystal which she had created, "You made it very quick. I tried creating it myself but I couldn\'t," he looked at the stone closely, turning it in his hand.

Seconds pa.s.sed by and Alexander was yet to answer if she had done it right. He finally handed it to her, "Did you add something into it? It doesn\'t feel the same as what I am wearing," he looked at her.

"Ah, the book asked to add a sacrificial animal\'s blood but I ended a bit of my own in it," she said not sure if she did it right. Penny had not stuck to the rules and steps of the book and had instead added her own into it.

"It looks fine," he replied, "Congratulations on your first charm stone. Is that for Damien?" Penny nodded her head.

"It is good to see that you both treasure each other well," Penny beamed at his words, "And that you are still doing fine," the man looked at her eyes which went back to looking normal after a few seconds. This only proved that the forbidden magic was restricted to the white witches but the same laws didn\'t hold for the children who came from mixed parents.

"Lord Alexander?"

"Yes," he wondered what she wanted to ask.

"Is there something that is precious to you here. In this mansion," she asked to see him give her a questionable look, "Apart from Areo that is," she knew that Alexander loved his cat as the cat was usually found near him, resting near his leg and the other times walking on the roof of the mansion or somewhere where no one could see or catch it.

"The rose."

"Rose?" she asked him. Who knew that Lord Alexander loved plants. Maybe that is how and why the butler took utmost care of the plants in the garden, it was his master\'s influence on him.

"The blue roses at the corner of the corner. You will find it behind the red roses. Don\'t pluck more than one," he gave her a pointed look as if the blue roses held some sort of meaning to it. Lord Alexander went back to the study room, going back to his desk to continue his work.

Penny in the meantime tiptoed out of the mansion again, taking not more than a petal from the blue rose. As she walked through the entrance, she caught sight of a maid who worked in the Delcorv\'s mansion looking at Penny who returned back from the garden.

When the time of afternoon started to transition to evening, the clouds cleared somewhat to give a glimpse of the multicolored sky. The color of orange and pink coming through the blue color of the sky, Penny had only come out of the study room when she caught Damien who had only returned back from his time with Lady Evelyn.

Her footsteps slowed down, watching him carry a box that was wrapped like a late Christmas present.

"How was your day?" Penelope asked, her throat dry and her eyes looking at him with a slight anxiousness in them.

"It was wonderful. The best day I have had in awhile," Penny\'s hand clenched together hearing it. Of course, beautiful lady, good cla.s.sy theater, the atmosphere must have been good enough for Damien to enjoy with her, "Why do you look sad?" he asked her, his head tilting in question as if not knowing the reason when he knew it well.

"It wouldn\'t have hurt to tell it was bad at least for the sake of it," she muttered under her breath. The box must be a gift by the woman, thought Penny to herself.

"What is that that I hear?" Damien frowned, saying, "Is that jealousy?"

"It is not," Penny turned her head and herself walking towards the stairs and Damien followed her, "I had a wonderful time here myself."

"You did? I thought you would have missed me," he commented, keeping up with her quick feet which walked on the stairs and then the room.

"I didn\'t," Penny lied, keeping her head and nose up like a child that made Damien grin. Penelope had appeared to be fine in the morning but he could feel and sense the insecurities that entered her mind and chest.

Penny had made peace in the morning after speaking to Damien and seeing him go but after hearing from Elliot on how beautiful Evelyn was, she didn\'t know why but her mind had been unsettled and hence she had spent her time in the little potion room of the mansion. She knew that Lady Evelyn was beautiful. Her short blonde hair was wavy, her eyes red with sharp facial features which women envied. Not to forget she was a councilwoman and a councilwoman held respect.

At least that\'s what most people perceived unless they knew how shameless the woman could be by asking an engaged man to go out with her to watch a play. Penny\'s eyes narrowed at the thought.

She had been living a simple time until a few months or weeks ago but right now she wanted to be equal when it came to Damien. After all, she hadn\'t forgotten the way Evelyn had looked down upon her like she was an insect that could be trampled on. She had already started to work on her skills on turning people to toads, it was only a matter of time when she would turn one of these leech-like women and turn them to toads.