Messed- Part 1

Theodore was pulling Lucy to the dining room, and Rosamund wondered if they were stupid enough to think no would come to see them at this hour of the night.

She always knew something was going on between them, but to think they had gone for so long keeping their feelings as a secret from others even after Lucy was married, Rosamund believed it was only right to let every person in the castle as well as in the kingdom to know what kind of sister the King of Devon had.

Rosamund made her way to the dining room, trying to listen to what they were saying or rather doing, but the doors were thick, and so were the walls to hear what was going on the other side. Unable to resist herself, she pushed the door open and caught sight of Lucy and Theodore standing in front of each other.

"My my. What do we have here?" she noticed her niece appeared taken aback by her sudden presence. "I hope it's not rekindling memories in the middle of the night?"

Lucy replied, "We came here to drink water."

Rosamund smiled at Lucy. Did they think she didn't know what was going on between them? She always caught one of them staring at the other. "Funny that none of us have water to drink in our rooms and we are all here at the same time, isn't it?"

She then looked at Theodore, who stood there unmoving along with his expression, "Are you going to pour me a glass of water or not?"

Theodore replied to her words, "I am an advisor of the royal court milady and only Calhoun's servant to serve. I will tell the maids to refill the water in the jugs in your room." He offered his bow to both of them and left the dining room.

He didn't want to continue unnecessary conversation with Rosamund because he knew she was just like her mother, Morganna. At least Morganna was impulsive, but Rosamund was more patient when it came to drawing out her plans and waiting for it to happen.

But Theodore didn't leave the place. He had taken a seat on the roof, watching over the dining room and listening in on the conversation that took place between the two vampiresses.After a while, Lucy stepped out of the room, upset and not wanting to spend more time with her aunt, and Theodore decided not to follow her and give her the time she needed.

After two more hours, the door to her room opened, and she heard Samuel's footsteps. He walked around the room, stopping in front of her side of the bed. Even though awake, Lucy had closed her eyes, and she could sense Samuel watching her sleep. She tried not to open her eyes and kept her breathing even. After a few seconds, he finally walked around to sleep on the other side of the bed.

When the next morning arrived, during the time of breakfast, Theodore noticed how Lucy had not appeared in the room along with Samuel and it was just him. The Harris family were yet to arrive in the dining room.

"Where is Lucy?" asked Calhoun to Samuel.

"Lucy is not doing that well and she has been feeling weak since she woke up. She said she would rest and join the next meal when she feels better," answered Samuel in a polite tone.

"Weak?" Rosamund murmured, "I hope it isn't something she caught last night."

"What happened to sister Lucy?" asked Sophie to her mother. And even though Rosamund had murmured her words, everyone at the table had heard it.

In the meantime, Theodore only stared at Rosamund without changing his expression. Nothing had happened between him and Lucy except for the exchange of heated words regarding Samuel. Lucy was upset.

'You knew it, didn't you? You knew it, and you didn't care enough to tell me about it!'

More than her husband, Lucy was furious with Theodore, and though it was questionable, he could only deduce that she found it easier to deflect her pain and anguish towards him.

Rosamund didn't play coy, and she turned her gaze towards Theodore, "We should ask the person with whom she was last night. She might have caught a cold."

Calhoun, who wasn't paying much attention to them, now looked at Rosamund and then at Theodore.

Samuel's eyes narrowed at Rosamund, and he asked, "Is there something that you want to share with us, Lady Rosamund?" he asked the woman. Samuel then turned to look at Theodore with a questionable look. The man sure had the audacity to control Lucy when he was the one doing the dirty deed, thought Theodore.

"You should be careful with how you phrase things, Lady Rosamund," stated Calhoun, "It seems like you were having your own time. As if you have been up to no good," one side of his lips pulled up. Rosamund was about to say something, but on seeing the Harris' family Calhoun beat her to it, "Now let us all have our breakfast in peace."

And even though it was ordered by the King to bring up the topic, Samuel was not pleased with what he just heard from Rosamund. When they finished their breakfast, Samuel caught up with Theodore, who was talking to one of the ministers not too far away from the royal court in the corridor.

"Advisor Theodore, if I may have a word with you," said Samuel.

Theodore had only finished speaking to Minister Fitzwilliam when Samuel arrived at the corridor. Turning to the man, he asked, "How can I help you, Duke Grivelle?"

"Maybe we could go to a quieter place than this where people aren't walking back and forth?" proposed Samuel.

"Sure," answered Theodore, knowing this was going to happen one day or another. They moved to a quieter place and Theodore behaved oblivious to question, "What is it that you wanted to speak about, Duke Grivelle?"

Samuel stared at Theodore for the longest seconds before he asked, "I would like to know if what Lady Rosamund said in the dining room was true? Were you and my wife spending time together last night?"

Samuel wasn't sure how it was possible, considering Lucy was fast asleep when he had entered their room and he had made sure to check she was still asleep before getting into the bed.