Since becoming the Cardinal Luxuria a handful of months prior, Alaric couldn’t help but to notice that his laundry just seemed to disappear and reappear without any rhyme or reason. He knew that there were Siblings of Sin and Ghouls alike who were on laundry duty, but upon asking the group who was assigned to his room, they all had said they weren’t entirely sure. All the Cardinal really wanted to do was thank the creature for doing such a fine job in taking care of him.
One afternoon, he returned to his room to grab a few forms that he had forgotten on his desk when he heard a low ‘thud’ coming from the other room. His head perked up as he heard this, slowly creeping towards his bedroom. He noted a young Ghoul standing in front of his full-length mirror, trying on one of his jackets with a pile of his dirty clothes at his feet. Was this the mysterious creature that tended to him?
“What do you think you’re doing with that on? Hasn’t anyone ever told you not to touch things that don’t belong to you?” He growls, stepping into the room, his blue eyes flaring slightly with anger. “Who are you, boy?”
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