Sold to the Night Lord Novel - Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Chapter 97 Chapter 97 Two days have passed-two days in which Eleazar has taken it upon himself to show me every corner of this place, except what lies behind that black door. People still look at me strangely, although some women have smiled at me. That doesn't exactly make me feel at home immediately, but at least it helps a little with my growing discomfort. In addition to exploring the camp with Eleazar, I've shared my dinners with him, and during the day, when sleep comes for me, he disappears into his side of the tent.

The night we returned after he offered to teach me how to handle a weapon, I discovered that he had a tent annex installed to his own, connected by a hallway where a curtain separates us. Now I have a small space to myself, and I haven't had to sleep in his bed again. I don't know what material they're made of, but the tents don't let a single trace of sunlight in. When the day breaks, Eleazar makes sure his side becomes an impenetrable wall. Sometimes I find myself unsettled by the thought that only a few meters separate us.

I'm not able to feel comfortable among vampires, even though not long ago I was willing to offer my body without looking back to one of them. It hasn't been long since I woke up. My hair is still tangled like a bird's nest. I'm savoring some leftover fruit from last night on my tray when a girl not much older than me appears in my small quarters, holding clothes in her arms. "Eleazar sent me to bring you this, miss." "Please, call me Elara." A small smile tugs at her lips and she nods, placing the clothes on my bed.

"Is there anything you need or anything I can do for you?" "Don't worry, I have two perfectly capable hands." She blushes a little and gestures to leave. She must remember something because she turns back and looks at me again. She has beautiful green eyes. "Eleazar is waiting for you at the training grounds. If you'd like, I can take you there once you're dressed." "That would be nice." The girl nods and steps out so I can change. I go to the bed where she left the clothes and examine them with curiosity. It's a pair of brown leather pants-sturdy and warm.

Alongside them is a loose shirt and a sort of jerkin. To my surprise, when I try everything on, it fits me rather well. In the full-length mirror, I look at myself. With clumsy fingers, I try to tie my hair into a decent updo. After about twenty minutes, I reappear next to the green-eyed girl with my hair in a bun, my new training outfit, and leather boots that reach up to my knees. It's very likely I could find my way to the training area by myself-I paid real attention during my walks with Eleazar-but I prefer to walk this place with someone other than him.