Chapter 30 - Another Word(s) For Strange

"Tea might help."

She heard a voice from behind and she jumped up in fear, her hand raised to her chest like as if to stop her heart from exploding out of her chest from how fast it was racing.

She turned to see that there was a dark, tall man behind her, dressed like a butler. His eyes were warm, they had a glint of a brilliant red in them and they seemed to twinkle.

How was it that she hadn't heard him coming?

He stretched out a teacup to her.

"It is warm," she commented, nervously, taking the teacup from him with shaky hands.

Something about his stare was absolutely unsettling.

"The Sire is an expert at what he does," he spoke, his voice sounding like someone who had seen too much of the world. "Your friend is safe."

Safe, that sounded like a really interesting word because right now, she was starting to worry a lot about her whole safety.

Then just as silently as the butler had appeared from nowhere, he disappeared.

Wait, was this house hunted?

She gasped, looking down at the t