37 Chapter 37
"Who are you?" I asked the maid who made the room look like heaven. It slled so fresh, like flowers starting to bloom in the spring. I could also sll the scent of cinnamon tea combined with sothing else I couldn't tell, but it slled delicious.
"I am your new maid. My na is Irene My Lady" she said curtising.
"Where is Audrey?" I asked. Audrey was my maid. She was young nice girl whom I liked very much. I didn't want a new maid.
"She has been transferred to Princess Klara quartered, My Lady." The maid said.
Klara. I was tired of hearing her na.
Sighing I took my robe off and sat at the table where the scent of the delicious tea was coming from.
"Would you like so tea, My Lady?" Irene asked. I couldn't say no because I really wanted to taste this tea and see if it tasted as delicious as it slled.
"Yes," I said. She poured the tea and handed it to with a smile.
"It will help you relax, My Lady." She said.
As I was about to drink the tea I got suspicious. I didn't know this maid and she ca suddenly and is pouring so tea. Why did the sudden change of maids happen? Was Klara up to sothing?
"Would you like to drink it first?" Irene asked when she noticed my suspicion.
"Yes." I said and handed her the tea. She took a sip and smiled.
"Drink it all." I said. I didn't know why I was being like that but this Irene, there was just sothing about her that didn't feel quite right.
She emptied the cup and put it down.
"Would you like so now, My Lady?" She asked and I could hear the amusent in her voice.
I tried to look her in the eyes but I couldn't. I don't know why? It was as if her erald eyes could see through and into my soul. It was as if she knew my deepest secrets and desires.
She was beautiful but in a different way and her long thick black hair reminded of Lucians. She looked young but her eyes held so kind of wisdom beyond years.
"No." I said standing up. "You may leave."
The maid left alone and I paced back and forth in the room trying to co up with a way to help Lucian. Really, I was useless just like Klara said.
"My Lady, Oliver is here to see you." Irene called from outside.
"Let him in." I called back. I hoped he wasn't bringing more bad news.
Oliver walked in fully wearing his military attire.
"My Lady, I am here to deliver a ssage from His Highness. He left the castle and will be gone for a while."
"Where did he go? How long will he be gone?" I asked.
"I don't know where but he will be gone for a few days." Days? It ant he left Gatrish.
Did he go to Decresh? No, he wouldn't be foolish to do so.
"If there is anything you need just send a word and I'll be here." He said and left.
My gaze fell on Irene who was making the bed. She was beautiful with her dark hair and flawless skin, and those eyes, they were srizing. How co soone as beautiful as her still be working as a maid? The bloodthirsty king should have made her his mistress by now.
"Are you married?" I asked.
"No, My Lady but I am not innocent." I just hoped it wasn't the king who took her innocence.
"Do you have soone you love?" Her lips curved into a smile and her eyes twinkled.
"Yes, I do My lady. Very much." She seed to be deeply in love.
"But I am sure, My lady is more in love than I am." She added.
"And how would you know?" I asked amused. She stopped making the bed and looked my way.
"I know a lot of things, My Lady." She said with a serious tone.
"Things like what?"
"You are married but still innocent, My Lady and your husband might take another wife soon and you are worried but you don't know what to do. But I know what you should do." She said.
I felt my cheeks heat because of embarrassnt and anger. Who was she trying to fool? It was probably Klara who told her about being innocent.
"Did Klara tell you this?" I asked my tone harsh.
"No, My Lady." She said not fazed by my harsh tone at all. She put the pillows in place as she was done making the bed then looked at " Do you want to comb your hair my lady?"
I noticed that she had the sa tone the whole ti she spoke and she spoke so confidently. Maids were usually nervous, especially if they were new. They always spoke a little while being very careful what to say but this woman didn't seem the least nervous or scared.
"If Klara didn't tell you then how did you know?"
"I know you have a birthmark on your inner thigh and that you once fell and almost broke your leg when you tried to escape your ho at night."
How did she know that? These were things only I knew and maybe Lydia and Ylva, so how did she know?
"What are you?" I said without thinking. Why did I ask sothing so strange? Of course, she was a woman what else could she be?
"I think a witch is what you call us, but of course I don't like to call myself that."
"Witch?" I was confused. I had heard that witches do exist but most of them live hiding their identity because they would be killed if found. If she really was a witch why would she be telling that?
"Yes My lady."
"Why would you tell if you really are a witch?"
"As I said before My Lady, I know things and I know I can trust you."
I sohow believed her words, maybe because I had already sensed from the beginning that sothing about her was different. Her eyes, it was difficult to look into her eyes, it was like being exposed when you looked into them.
"Your hair is beautiful my lady?" she smiled as she brushed my hair. She was even more beautiful when smiling
"Not as nearly as yours." I said.
"You are very kind My Lady."
She helped get out of my dress and put my nightgown on then she left with a good night.
The next day she was already present when I woke up.
"Good morning, My Lady. The bath is ready."
I went through the sa routine I did every day. Bathing, putting on new clothes, brushing my hair then eating breakfast. After that, I asked Irene to bring the bible. I was really curious to know the connection between the devil and the dragon.
Irene ca back with the bible and I quickly began to read.
In the Bible, the dragon was the devil and he ca to earth to deceive and destroy.
"And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him."
"Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. His breath kindleth coals, and a fla goeth out of his mouth."
The day I was kidnapped the n were on fire out of nowhere but I had a feeling it was Lucian's doing. I rember the satisfaction in his eyes as he watched them burn. I shivered at the mory. And there was no doubt he slit the other man's throat with his claws since he didn't have any weapons and the voices in my head, and his red eyes, even his normal eyes were different. Still, he couldn't be the devil or his son, could he? Yes, he was extrely frightening sotis but he wasn't evil.
I closed the Bible and put it aside. Whatever he was it didn't matter I told myself.
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