ELVIRA'S POV
My community service at the Resevoir was over and I had honestly begun to enjoy Moreau's company.
Let's just hope he takes my advice and sticks up for himself against the other Lords.
In fact I'd even call myself and Moreau friends.
Today was service day and I already knew what the service would be about.
It would be a big speech about the festival which was well in a few days.
Yay happy sacrifice day.
That's a joke of course.
I did not enjoy sacrificing stuff to Miranda.
Due to the fact that the festival was in a few days, the Lords had made themselves more present?
I'd seen Heisenberg wandering around and I saw Angie the Doll flying above us.
No Donna in sight though then again she doesn't really stand out.
Lady Dimitrescu doesn't seem to like to hang around with 'peasants'.
The peasants being us Villagers of course.
I headed to the market, I needed to buy some scrap metal.
I needed it for the upcoming weekly prank.
I saw Heisenberg was at the stall I needed to go too.
Why's he need scrap metal? Isn't his Factory full of it?
Maybe he needs a specific piece?
Whatever I don't care.
"Metal scrap please"
I smiled.
The Stall owner who looked pretty scared for his life nodded and passed me some scrap metal.
"500 lei actually 600 because I know your up to no good"
The Stall owner deadpanned.
That's it, his the victim for next week, forget who I originally had in mind.
"You can't just rise your prices for me"
I snarled.
"It's my stall"
The stall owner shrugged.
"Listen Asshole I don't even know your name but I swear I'll make you eat this Lei if you don't put it back to it's usual price"
I hissed.
"1000 lei"
The Stall owner stated.
I heard a laugh beside me.
Heisenberg thought this was hilarious.
I did not.
"I bet you got it for free especially considering Mister Ass Stall owner over here looked like he was pissing himself at the sight of you"
I sighed.
"A lot of Villagers piss themselves at the sight of me"
Heisenberg retorted.
I don't.
I've dealt with Miranda too many times now to find this guy scary.
"This little wet wipe is a prime example"
I shrugged.
"Fine just take it for 500 lei"
The Stall owner glared.
"Aren't you the girl who wrote Mother Miranda a letter?"
Heisenberg questioned.
"A poor decision on my part but yes that was me"
I admitted.
"I like you, your one of the only one of these fools that sees sense"
Heisenberg rambled.
"Wait? Really?"
I inquired.
I already liked this guy.
"Yeah well too bad she wants to do surgery on you"
Heisenberg informed.
I watched as he left the Market.
I froze in confusion.
Wait I need to talk to him about that.
I chased after him.
"Surgery? What do you mean? Look can you like tell her I'm all better or something, I really don't want her doing surgery on me"
I explained.
"The upside is you'd become powerful and healthy but the downside is you wouldn't be able to escape the bitch after that well that's if the surgery goes well at least otherwise you could end up looking like Moreau or worse"
Heisenberg informed.
"Well uh thanks for telling me"
I shrugged.
Heisenberg did a hand gesture which I assume meant 'your welcome'.
I sat down in the Church waiting for the service to begin.
Miranda was already there and watched me as I sat down.
There's loads of other Villagers in here, why is she staring at me?
Doriana sat next to me.
I grinned at her as she sat down.
"Why is she staring at you?"
Doriana asked.
"No idea"
I admitted.
It was true.
"Why are you staring back?"
Doriana questioned.
"I want her to give up first"
I chuckled.
I smirked because Miranda looked away first.
I get it was because she had to start the service but still.
Just as I suspected it was about the Festival.
The Festival was two days from now.
The service ended and Miranda gestured for me to stay.
I did as she said and waited till everyone had left.
Doriana looked confused again.
Miranda walked towards me.
I felt her put her hand on my Neck near where my collar bone is, she trailed her Finger along it.
"It's discolored and people will begin to notice soon"
Miranda informed.
"Do you even know what I have?"
I asked.
I glanced down and saw that the new discoloration went under my clothes too.
Miranda gave me a look.
I knew what she was implying.
I took the shirt off and felt Miranda's hand on my Chest, just not the intimate part of it as I was using my scrunched up Shirt to cover them.
"It feels wrong to be shirtless in your Church"
I informed.
Miranda had a look on her face.
"You won't make it till the end of the month"
Miranda explained.
I froze.
I held in tears.
"Wow that's soon"
I sighed.
Should I accept her offer to heal me? Regardless of what Heisenberg said.
I really didn't want to die yet.
1 month is nothing.
I turned around slightly to put my shirt back on without revealing any intimate areas to Miranda.
"Excuse me please"
I deadpanned.
Shit as I was leaving I felt a tear roll down my face.
Doriana was waiting outside.
"Why are you crying?"
Doriana asked.
Oh so she didn't hear anything.
Good.
"It's nothing"
I shrugged.
I wiped the tears away.
"What is going on? You and Miranda? If I see you, it's almost as if she's never far away"
Doriana explained.
"I don't know what's going on"
I admitted.
"Bullshit, you don't think I've seen you since in pain?"
Doriana glared.
"Ok fine I have less than a month left before I die of whatever illness I have, she hasn't told me what it is"
I explained.
"Look I know we've made fun of the local religion but surely she can heal you"
Doriana stated.
"She probably can but I refused"
I informed.
"Your selfish, your a selfish fool, leaving people behind because of your pride?"
Doriana hissed.
I watched as Doriana walked off.
No doubt she'll tell my family.
I sat down outside the church on a bit of land.
I heard the Church door open and out came Miranda.
"Is that where you want your grave pest?"
Miranda smirked.
"Oh shut up"
I deadpanned.
"Don't forget your place"
Miranda glared.
"Who cares? I could call you all the names under the Sun right now and it wouldn't matter"
I sighed.
"This is painful to watch, I might just send you to an early grace"
Miranda retorted.
"What? Early by like 3 weeks?"
I scoffed.
I watched as Miranda sat next to me.
I'm surprised sitting on the floor isn't beneath her.
"You anger me"
Miranda admitted.
Oh?
"I'm not even trying too"
I shrugged.
"So many people have died without having a say in it but you, well you get the option to be cured but don't take it? Your a wretch"
Miranda snapped.
I looked at her.
I could tell she was passionate about this but why?
Did someone die on her and couldn't get cured or something?
"Did you lose someone?"
I asked.
"A mere Villager like you does not get to ask such things about me"
Miranda hissed.
I'll take that as a yes.
"Ok I'll take this cure but only if you tell me what the hell is wrong with me and what the effects of this cure will be?"
I inquired.
"Expect to see me at the festival"
Miranda stated.
Well obviously? She always attends the festival? Everyone single person in the Village does.
"Alright then"
I shrugged.
"I need a sample of your blood first"
Miranda informed.
Makes sense.
I held my Arm out.
Miranda pulled out a little vial.
Where the fuck did that come from?
Unless she just carried it around hoping I'd give in.
Miranda got her sharp finger jewelry and cut my Arm slightly.
I watched as my blood went into the Vial.
"This looks like some ritualistic shit"
I scoffed.
"Everyone here performs rituals, you wretch"
Miranda deadpanned.
She had a point.
Even if we didn't want too we still had to make sacrifices for the festival.
I'd say that's pretty ritualistic.
Miranda put a lid of the Vial before spreading her Wings and teleporting to wherever.
Fuck.