Felicia looked at the canvas in front of her. Her hands started picking out the brush and dipping it in her chosen paint.
Ti passed by as Felicia let her body and mind get consud by the art she was making. The door was locked, and she had been in her room for almost hours and wasn’t leaving until she was done.
Idola served food by the door since she was not allowed to go inside, while Vinicio stayed outside to guard the place.
"Almost... done!" Felicia muttered roughly as her throat was dry from lack of water. She didn’t know how long it had been since she started painting the place that Vinicio described to her.
Vinicio had told Felicia about the Mystic pack house and the surrounding forest.
Felicia highlighted the back forest after concluding that Vinicio’s mother was staying there. She placed the brush on the table with trembling hands and gazed at the canvas.
"It’s done!" Felicia exclaid with happiness as she had finally finished the canvas of the location she wanted to teleport. She sighed in relief and almost teared up that her plan was still not hopeless as she thought it would be.
"Lady?" Idola’s voice was heard outside. She sounded concerned about her master’s well-being.
Felicia hurriedly opened the door and looked at Idola with annoyance. "I already stated that you must not disturb at any costs!" she said angrily.
"But... My Lady, it’s been two days since you left your room," Idola explained timidly and stepped back. "I- I prepared a warm bath for you," she added.
"What did you say? Two days?" Felicia stepped forward since she thought she might have misheard. She believed she had been in her room in just a few hours.
"Yes, My Lady," Idola replied with a squeak. She pointed at the table, which consisted of a stack of plates that contained untouched food.
"Oh," Felicia sighed deeply and looked at her clothes, which were dirty from all the paint she used. That was also when her body gave up since the adrenaline rush cald down.
Felicia’s knees buckled, but Idola caught her in her arms. "Lady!" she yelped in fear.
Vinicio imdiately ca to assist and was shocked to see Felicia’s state. He helped Idola lift Felicia and brought her back into her room, placing her carefully on the bed.
"Idola, prepare so light als," Vinicio stated, but Felicia shook her head.
"I would like to take a bath," Felicia whispered and grasped her head.
Vinicio and Idola looked at one another, contemplating the decision.
"I need to get cleaned," Felicia added and sat up. She could sll the stink of her body mixed with paint, which was awful.
Vinicio nodded, carried Felicia into the bathroom, and left while Idola took care of the rest. He looked concerned and disappointed since Felicia had been suffering just to finish the canvas.
"Why does she want to paint it?" Vinicio muttered and decided to check Felicia’s room. He had taken a glimpse of the painting but couldn’t look closely. He opened the door and imdiately saw the canvas sitting in the middle of the room. He walked closer and was srized by the details.
"This is exactly what it looks like," Vinicio stated with amazent, but his mind had many unanswered questions, but what stood out the most was why Felissa would paint the Mystic pack.
"She’s talented," Vinicio complinted and smiled before leaving the room and taking all the dishes from the table and putting them in the kitchen.
After a while, Felicia was done with her bath and was currently dressing up.
"Two days... That ans I’ve been here for four days already," Felicia whispered as she counted in her fingers.
"Going to five days, My Lady. It’s already nightti," Idola comnted as she brushed Felicia’s hair.
"I only have at least two days of staying here," Felicia closed her eyes to calm herself. She didn’t expect to waste her ti like that.
"Yes, My Lady," Idola replied and offered a smile.
Silence fell between them, and no one dared speak for a few minutes.
"Idola, I will continue painting another canvas for the next two days. Don’t disturb again. Relay this information to Vinicio as well," Felicia stated as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her eye bags were dark and large for not sleeping properly. She would use that excuse to complete her plan.
"But... You need to rest, My Lady—" Idola was cut off when Felicia scread at her.
"How dare you defy my orders, slave! You are nothing but a re servant that I can replace anyti! You have no right to tell what to do!!!" Felicia stood up and stared at Idola with raging eyes.
"I- I’m just concerned—" Idola tried to explain, but Felicia didn’t want to listen to her since Idola was still a traitor in her eyes.
"GET OUT! IF YOU DARE DEFY MY ORDERS. I WILL CUT YOUR THROAT OPEN!" Felicia scread, took her brush and threw it against Idola’s head, which caused a cut in her skin.
"Kyah!" Idola ran out of the room quickly while holding her head, which began bleeding.
Vinicio entered the house to see what was happening until he saw Idola crying with blood on her head and hands. He didn’t say a word since he understood what had happened.
"Let help you," Vinicio whispered kindly and helped Idola sit in the kitchen. He took out a clean towel and pressed it into her head.
"L-lady said that we should not disturb her for the next two days again," Idola muttered as she sniffed. She wiped her tears away, but they kept on coming back. She never expected Felicia to hurt and scream at her like that. She thought her master was different from other arrogant nobles she t.
"Hush, you need to get treated first," Vinicio smiled warmly and continued pressing the towel into the wound to prevent more bleeding.
Then their eyes locked together, and a passion burned inside them.
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