Fangless: The Alpha's Vampire Mate
Chapter 230: The Many Faces of Sir Kai

Chapter 230: The Many Faces of Sir Kai

Sir Kai had tried his hand at being just about everything: a guard, a minor noble, a foreign diplomat, a traveling merchant, a servant, and even a butcher.

But through all these roles, he realized one unfortunate truth—he was a terrible liar.

Turns out, being a bad liar makes pretending to be someone else really hard. His attempts to pass as a guard, noble, or diplomat fell apart faster than wet parchment.

Why? Because people kept asking the same obvious question: "Why are you traveling alone?" And, well, Sir Kai didn’t have a good answer.

Nobles, even the lower ones, never went anywhere without at least a couple of servants in tow. Who else was going to handle their very important tasks, like carrying things, opening doors, and pretending to laugh at their jokes?

Then there was his stint as a traveling merchant. Oh boy. Merchants, as you’d imagine, have to actually sell things. That means yelling about your amazing wares or at least looking approachable.

That just wasn’t in Sir Kai’s nature. The idea of standing in the town square shouting "Get your fresh bread here!" made him want to die a little inside.

But the nightmare didn’t stop there. Even when people came up to him on their own—drawn by his awkward vibe, apparently—they would start asking about his nonexistent goods.

Then came the dreaded negotiations. Unfortunately, Sir Kai wasn’t just bad at lying—he was also a terrible conversationalist.

In fact, he might’ve been the worst conversationalist ever. Even King Valentin was better, and that was saying something. At least the king could hold a conversation; he just chose not to.

Sir Kai realized he was better suited for jobs that didn’t require much talking—preferably ones where people wouldn’t even bother striking up a conversation.

Being a servant or a butcher had worked out fairly well for him. But butchering, while peaceful, came with a downside: he was stuck in the kitchen most of the time, far away from the juicy conversations he needed to overhear.

Servant work, on the other hand, had its perks. He could pick up loads of information just by keeping his ears open. The downside? Constant gossiping with other servants.

He quickly learned that if he didn’t fake an enthusiastic interest in the latest scandal—"Did you hear who Lady Amelia was caught sneaking off with?"—he’d be exiled from the social circle entirely.

Technically, this didn’t stop the female servants from flocking to him, thanks to his annoyingly good looks. But they rarely shared anything useful unless he promised to sleep with them, which he always declined.

And that was how he landed his current gig.

Working as a servant for a merchant was the perfect balance. He could eavesdrop on visiting clients and guests while avoiding the more ridiculous demands of noble households.

Plus, since merchants were basically just wealthy commoners, the household didn’t have too many servants—mostly strong men like him to haul things around the shop.

By keeping his head down and blending in, he managed to stay unnoticed. Nobody paid attention to a scruffy, poorly dressed male servant.

Even the maids weren’t interested. They preferred the well-groomed, polished types from noble households. Not that he was complaining—it made things a whole lot easier.

At last, Sir Kai’s patience seemed to be paying off. This new lead held promise—hopefully more than the countless false starts and dead ends he’d endured before.

His attention was drawn to two maids. One had curly silver hair and carried herself with an air of superiority as if she held the world’s wisdom in the palm of her hand. The other, with her silver hair neatly braided and tied, seemed younger and more eager.

"You’re new, so you might not know about this," the curly-haired maid said, her chin lifted high as her slender fingers waved in the air, mimicking the noblewoman she served.

The braided maid nodded earnestly, her wide eyes fixed on her senior like an obedient student. It didn’t take Sir Kai long to figure out how she had wormed her way into the other’s trust.

Her unrelenting eagerness to learn and the obvious respect shining in her gaze must have stroked the curly maid’s ego just right. And now, it seemed, the senior maid was ready to spill something she absolutely shouldn’t.

"We can’t talk about this, of course," the curly maid began, lowering her voice with exaggerated caution, "because of the oath we took when they hired us."

Sir Kai raised an eyebrow. That was peculiar. Most servants followed an unspoken rule of discretion about their employers’ private affairs, but an actual oath of secrecy? That was rare, even for nobles.

The curly-haired maid shrugged as if it were no big deal, leaning in slightly.

"But no one’s around," she added with a sly grin, clearly downplaying her betrayal. "Anyway, I just don’t get why our Lordship wants to keep his life span a secret. Being one of the first vampires isn’t a bad thing, don’t you think?"

Her words hit Sir Kai like a lightning strike, but he kept his face neutral. That’s it! One of the first vampires. If this was true, it was more than just a lead—it could be the breakthrough he’d been waiting for.

The journey had been long and grueling, testing Sir Kai’s endurance at every turn. Yet he refused to complain. This was a mission he had willingly accepted, and despite the hardships, he felt a quiet pride in being entrusted with such an important task.

His original goal had been straightforward: locate the Nightshade Coven to prevent Elder Alfred from rebelling against King Valentin. But Sir Kai had failed to complete his mission in time.

Before he could find any trace of the Nightshade Coven, Elder Alfred had already launched a devastating attack on the royal palace.

The news had hit him hard. The ambush. The lives lost. The kingdom was shaken.

He carried the weight of regret, haunted by thoughts of what might have been if he had stayed. If he had been there, he could have helped defend the palace.

But as he wrestled with his guilt, a letter from the Lord Steward reminded him of the importance of his task. He wasn’t chasing shadows—he was working for the kingdom in his own way, and his success could still protect the kingdom.

The mission hadn’t changed, but its urgency had grown. Margrave Boris had been tight-lipped about the details. Sir Kai knew better than to expect answers. Whatever the reason, finding the Nightshade Coven was now more crucial than ever.

Now, with a possible lead in hand, he felt a glimmer of hope.

If the master of those maids was indeed one of the first vampires, then Sir Kai might finally be able to bring this mission to a close. He could return home, not with empty hands, but with results that could make all the difference for the kingdom.

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