Nisha Of The Red 15 The Red Ancestor Favors The Daughter

Voices low and high whispered in Henry's ears every time Nisha spoke. It was a surreal sensation he never experienced before, it was like his lover was slowly seducing him with words alone. The voices didn't make sense, nor were they making coherent words that were spoken in a different language, but not at the same time. It was relaxing for him to listen, it comforted him, and told truths of those around him. He felt so relaxed and filled with pleasure. Unknown to him, he felt himself become unguarded and his senses turning dull. But he didn't care nor he felt alarmed about the situation, he finally felt at ease with life.

Temple could tell from his sharp senses due to his cultivation that something mysterious was happening to the Lord of Westhaven. He couldn't pinpoint it, but he knew it had to do with the beauty that caught his attention. The moment she unleashed her unique aura, he never felt such pure yin before. Even no entry zones on the continent that had an abundance of yin that was concentrated as the fifth miss. It made sense to a certain extent why her beauty was realms apart from heavenly fairies, but what still puzzled him on how it was possible for a living creature to live with this much yin. He thought his mission here would be simple, but the fifth miss of the estate made his original plans useless. He needed to investigate why the Red Ancestor and her unique physique had to do with the greater scheme of things.

"Father, are you enjoying your meal?" she smiled with the concern of her father. Ana looked confused at her older sister as to why she was treating their monster for a father with good intent. It was weird for Ana to see and she grew angry, because of it. She didn't want her sister to be nice to a monster like him. If he did that, where would she go to seek shelter? Who would protect her? and tell her that she was loved? Ana wanted to cry and wanted to drag her sister away from him. Gutless noticed the odd reaction from the young mistress and knew that she was troubled about something. The only thing that she can think was to imitate her master and gently pat Ana's head.

Ana snapped out of her trance of negativity and looked up seeing Gutless try to comfort her. Even though Gutless wasn't as gentle as her sister, but was being very careful interacting with her. She was surprised and didn't know what to think at the moment.

"Young mistress, are you feeling better?" Gutless asked in a whisper with a stiff smile on her face. It made her beautiful pale face unnatural like a porcelain doll trying to impersonate human expressions. The facial expression on her face startled her for a bit before she covered her mouth to m.u.f.fle in her laughter. Gutless was weird to her but was very nice. Ana felt less afraid of her sister's escorts.

Gutless on the other hand wondered if imitating her creator was within the rules that their master placed on them. Since Nisha didn't instantly didn't say anything, she felt at ease and full of pride at her own cleverness. Now she hoped that Ana would tell her older sister of her good deeds so she can get praised. She was smug and full of expectations of being praised. Luna and Una saw this and felt jealous of their older sister. The twin's carrier mental pouts with each other, expressing their dislike for missing a great opportunity to please their master.

The attendant by Temple's side never left his eyes from Nisha's escorts. He noticed slight changes in their facial expressions, but overall they stood with their backs straight like rods and unmoving. He was wary of them and made mental arrangements if anything were to happen during their stay, he'll use his life to stall for time for his master to escape.

The wine sliver cup in Lord Henry's hand fell to the floor and broke into pieces from the ever freezing frost from Nisha's aura. She didn't retract it since she unleashed it. She fed Ana happily while they're farther laugh merrily in a ditzy manner. Ana didn't pay any mind to him since you were acting rather crazy in her eyes. She still felt afraid due to the trauma she experienced living in the inner household, but with her sister and escorts to protect them, she felt safe.

Henry felt like he was on cloud nine in a dream-like a state as he let a laugh and nodded his head in great spirits. He was surrounded by loved ones that he thought was dead and beautiful women that regained their child youth. He was elated by the atmosphere, but his servants from the side saw a deranged man almost half frozen to death. The only sounds that can be heard were Lord Henry's talking to the empty air around him.

His trusted servants that practiced cultivation wanted to do something to save their lord, but they couldn't do anything against the sheer pressure that came out of the frost aura. It frightened them but also felt that if they moved death was only waiting for them. Some of the personal guards were only able to watch from afar helpless. Dread filled them as they knew deep down, today was an omen that foretells their doom from their built-up karma.

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Head mistress's Rouslin courtyard.

An expensive vase was thrown across the room. The maid hurried a ducked from the fury of their headmistress. Rouslin was panting for breath in anger and her hair fell out for its near style earlier. Her wild actions caused her appearance to create the image of a crazed woman.

"d.a.m.n HER!!!!!!!!!" She yelled on top of her lungs. She wanted to beat Nisha to death and didn't care for how powerful her master was. Her rage consumed her and she wanted revenge for disabling her son.

"Headmistress, there's news of the young master's c-condition." a maid said as she trembled from her master's crazed temper.

"Speak up d.a.m.n you!"

The maid shrieked and plastered herself down to her master's feet in fright.

"Dr. Gordon said...young master's wound cannot be healed."

"Useless!" Rouslin threw more of her priceless gla.s.sware across the room again. "Take her away for punishment!"

The maid looked alarmed but knew she will be used to vet out her mistress's frustrations. She cried and didn't struggle as she was taken away to the punishment hall. Rouslin was left in her inner room panting in frustration. Her most trusted maid came to her side to offer her a cool gla.s.s of spring water. Rouslin drank it without the slightest bit of hesitation.

"Come and clean up this mess!" her trusted maid ordered and gently helped her mistress settle down on the bed. "Please be at ease, the doctor is advanced in years and is p.r.o.ne to make mistakes." her maid rea.s.sured.

Rouslin still looked miserable and was trembling due to stress on her fragile body. The surrounding maids quickly got to work in a practiced manner to clean up the mess after the head mistress's temper tantrum. The maid by her side ushered the other maids to draw a bath for their mistress and prepare her for bed.

"Where is my daughter?" the headmistress weakly said.

"She's currently residing in her courtyard to cultivate." the maid smiled.

"To cultivate?"

The maid nodded happily as she said, "I've heard from the servants that the young mistress arrived much earlier than the young master and happened to b.u.mp into the mysterious expert."

Rouslin was stunned almost silly from what her trusted aide said. She also had a lingering fear of anything a.s.sociated with the 'Red Ancestor'. She could only try to calm her pounding heart as she urged her aide to continue.

"The mysterious expert took favor upon the young mistress and gave her treasure never seen before. Congratulations headmistress!"

"Is this true!?"

"Everybody in the hall saw it, the guards also saw the young mistress with her maids rush back to her courtyard with a grand treasure in her hands."

The headmistress was ecstatic and felt like she was truly blessed. She knew with her daughter's talents that she would catch the eye of the Red Ancestor. Even the injury on Winston was now a small matter to think about later. Rouslin knew what talents that the Red Ancestor saw in the fifth daughter couldn't be compared to her Fiona. Sooner or later her daughter will outs.h.i.+ne the other and Nisha will be kicked out. And once she's been abandon by her master, she'll make sure to torture her slowly. She couldn't help but become overwhelmed with joy.

"Send a gift from my treasures to my daughter, no one is allowed to disturb her."

Her aide smiled and bowed before she carried out her command.