Army of the Damned

VOLUME 5 Chapter 9

After the battle, the group meets up at their carriage right outside the town gate. Everyone's faces were tired except for the Vampire Queen who was smiling and humming on the way back. Paul immediately plops into his bedroll.

"My Lord, already going to sleep? The night is still young."

"How are you not tired? Even Alana looks like she needs to rest."

Removing his shoes which are dirtied by the rotten blood and flesh of the undead, he tucks in and gives Elizabeth some headpats. After making sure his tunic and pants weren't dirty, he rested for the night. Sleeping like a log for an hour or two, he awakens in the middle of the night as the carriage's rattling disturbs his peaceful rest. Looking around, Alana was still awake. Sitting by the tailgate, silently watching the Moon alone. The man silently watched her, thinking of her beauty and the solemn face she's making, her long well kept bangs flying to the side with her long black hair, with the Moon silhouetting her.

Seeing that he can't sleep with all the rattling while little Bahamut snores loudly next to him, blowing small fumes off hot breath on the cold night. He decides to just chat with the lady.

"Hey Alana, What's the problem?"

"O-oh. Was... just thinking M'Lord. I can see that you've awakened."

"Thinking? Of what?"

"This'll one day end. You'll go home, and I'll return to my duties at the Vampire Kingdom. I am sure Lady Voltaire has taken up my Diplomatic duties as I am away for personal reasons. I am also concerned that news of the Minuit family's pride, the purebred daughter of the family representatives has been defeated by a human would abash our reputation."

"Well, parting is hard but the important thing here is that you'll treasure the time you had. Enjoy the ride while you're still on it so that later... you'll be able to look back at that memory with a smile and don't worry, I am sure we can make a spin of the story. I am by all means, no normal human. I literally wear a bulky spiky death knight armor, I am sure we can make it so you tried your best and got defeated."

"I guess... but I also do not want your name tarnished. As M'Lord, your reputation is also mine. As thy servant, I cannot allow your name to be dirtied for the sake of myself."

"Oh it's fine." He pats her shoulder, smiling proudly. "Something like this won't affect me. I also have a duty to you, you know? I have to keep you all happy and contented, it's the least I can do for accompanying me and Bahamut to this strange world." he then moves his hand to her head, stroking her soft hair as she leans in for more.

"M'Lord. I accepted my defeat for you have shown to be worthy of my respect." She holds his hand, feeling its roughness with her fingers and placing it at her thigh. "And if I wanted to, I would've long plotted against you. But you've shown me a great time, fun, adventurous and entertaining. I won't trade this rare opportunity for anything."

"Aw shucks." Though blushing, Paul's eyes were still fixated on her. "Hearing you say that, it's more than I could ever ask. As long as you and Elizabeth are having a grand time, then my mission is complete. Not having fun, then I am failing at something."

"Don't overdo it, M'Lord. You are fine the way you are."

"Of course, I guess my personality, even though being very different and from another world and culture, makes you talk casually."

"Paul, if I ever knew anything, it'd be that the Lords back at the Vampire Kingdom would be very green-eyed with you nonchalantly making me open myself up. I haven't even noticed it myself till a month into our adventure, but I've grown to be sympathetic to you."