Clearly fearing the monster's response were he to reject it, he changed the topic.
''Stay the night?'' The elder fumbled, ''What are you''
''Oh, but a lost sheep, having lost my stead'' She answered, speaking of religion always calmed the smallfolk, besides, it was a way to avoid being called ''unholy''.
What do you want from us the plump kid asked.
''please leave'' The watcher from earlier pleaded.
Leave and go where? She thought to herself, it wouldn't change no matter where she went, she would be seen as a monster, she wasn't going to blame them, she was a monster.
If she was in their place, she thought, there is no way she'd let the monster in, especially if they knew what she did to her best friend, her only friend.
But from the looks of it, they needed her more than she needed them, the straw roofs on the houses were damaged, a good wind and they'd have the winter in their houses and there was a lack of manpower to fix it. Not only that, but the cold of winter would come and so would the levies.
They needed every bit of manpower to survive the winter, and she had more than that. Besides, even if they were sufficient by themselves, fighting with a monster would cripple their strength. ''I can read, and I can write, I can do manual labour and I can watch the gates, I may not look it, but I am strong''. Latter part of it was a subtle threat, or rather, a bluff. One that she didn't mean to follow up if they refused.
Youngsters protested, however the elder had the last word. He knew better than to take a fight with a sapient monster head on. He didn't believe her, but there was little he could do.
Without her, the village would succumb to bandits, deserting from the war. If she wasn't lying, the village had use for her, if she was… Well, at least a monster would kill, and bandits… They can do much worse.
If she wanted to, she could easily jump over the fence. Had he known more about vampires, he would absolutely refuse, not that this vampire even knew about the weakness of the common vampires, after all, her place had none.
Considering his options, ''You can stay the night in the miller's house''.
Thin man beside him mouth agape, shivering, but silent couldn't manage to utter a word.
It was settled, they'd use the miller as bait… The monster thought.
AN: Know that in the next chapters it'll be in Flandre's pov because I want to capture her feelings and thought process better, if that's not your thing, too bad.
(Weakness of common vampires refer to their inability of coming in without being invited which doesn't apply to Flandre)