The reason for such unusual behavior was instantly discovered. It turned out that since Olga's departure to Zalon, the whole story of the women prisoners had acquired additional details. Naturally fictionalized. And now most of the vampires were sure that the convicts had been ransomed to become their personal servants. Handmaidens to be exact. And so, not wanting to get a bad girl in their service, the villagers lined up, wanting to be the first to have the right to choose a servant for themselves.
- Couldn't you say that they are workers, not maids? - having learned the details of what was going on, Olga attacked her husband.
- Already maids!
- What? - the vampiress choked with surprise.
- It has been decided that most of them will be maids. A cowshed and other delights for the guilty.
- Decided by whom?
- By the triumvirate, Olga. Neither Kostya (Konstantin) nor I see any problem with convicts serving in the castle and vampire houses. Somebody has to clean up this thing you've built anyway. Why not them? It also eliminates the problem of our prisoners and convicts being too close together. We're not ready to breed people like cattle yet.
- But we can keep them like cattle!
- They have good conditions and the fact that they occasionally donate blood doesn't make them cattle.
- Gianni! Don't try to fool me. "Blood donors"! That's the blood we use for food! And we keep them as livestock!
- Don't piss me off!
- Well then, here you are, - Olga held out her wrist to him, - Let Sasha (Alexander) make you angry!
Having drunk a couple of drops of his wife's blood, Eugene only sighed heavily and rubbed his temples.
- All right. We'll do all this at night. Let's go distribute the servants.
- Who do not work without a good kick! - The vampiress muttered under her breath, but obediently followed her husband.
The convicts were lined up in the central square of the village. The gendarmes were not very ceremonious and simply put the girls in several rows, every half a meter apart. They organized a sort of viewing. The troll was taken to the castle at once, he had nothing to do here. All the convicts were quiet and frightened.
What was happening from their point of view was far from normal and looked more like the bidding of an imperial slave market, as they imagined it. When the three girls, who had supposedly died on the road, were placed in the general line of convicts, everyone froze in horror, not knowing what to think. The vampires, on the contrary, were animated and in joyful anticipation. The possibility of having their own servants caused a burst of enthusiasm.
Eugene approached Konstantin and took a seat to his left.
- How shall we divide it? Should we let people choose first and the rest go to the castle, or should we choose first to the castle and the rest to the personal servants?
- Don't you think servants should be earned? Otherwise it's a kind of freebies. - Konstantin looked at his interlocutor, - We give them out for nothing. We'll keep them, too.
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