Chapter 15
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Punishment. I was expecting it.
Yet the punishment I received was his wonderful laughter, which echoed sweetly in my ears.
His killer smile made my heart thudded fast and I found myself dumbfounded.
What is it about this man that I feel so attracted to? I asked myself about this again.
He is ruthless and sadistic; perhaps that's the cause. Or perhaps I could be the antithesis of his sadisms. Regardless, I do not find it delightful to be one.
I was back in the throne room. They no longer tied my hands as the warriors lined up at my sides. I was at the center of his attention, laughing at my bloodied state.
I scratched my neck and arms in return to ease my discomfort from the bloody filth on my body.
"Good gracious, female." He chuckled. "You keep on surprising me."
I wish he will burn his fat arse on his fancy chair.
I am probably sure he could see how confused and unamused I looked under his gaze.
"I guess I should get a closer eye on you."
No! I do not like that idea. Maybe you shouldn't.
"I am confused, Your Majesty. Were you about to punish me? I do not see how this is funny for everyone."
His laughter died there, and he smirked at me and I swear, I felt my soul left me when he did that, in a good way tho. My attraction to him grew stronger.
"There is no need for that. I do not think you realized how your beauty itself would bring you to your demise and good fortune at the same time."
"I am quite sure I look plain. Being fortunate is farfetched now that I am your slave." I mumbled and furrowed my brows.
"No matter. You will be moved and assigned to work in my castle."
He insisted without having me say anything. But what choice do I have? I have no voice against him.
Was this some sort of test that I passed? Was he expecting me to die in that abandoned building?
Did I beat him with his game and gain access to his castle? That must be it.
No wonder he put me among those men.
"Rosa is the head maid here. She will assist in directing you while you perform your chores."
An elderly-looking woman stepped forward and bowed at him. She looked dignified and strict. As expected for a head maid.
Rosa was leading me to the west wing of the castle. I silently followed behind while my eyes trailed on its marvelous architecture.
They have these massive, glowing chandeliers that light up the place. No candles were put inside, and I guessed it to be light magic, which seemed the same as the light bulb we used in my past life, though we used electricity.
"All slaves are not allowed to sit and eat before us. You can grab your meal at the slave's dining area. Keep in mind that you are here to serve Lycans in this castle. Whether it is for s****l pleasure or other forms of entertainment, Aside from doing chores, the others I previously mentioned depend on the occasion." She started off.
"s****l pleasure? Are those special tasks that I am supposed to get used to?" I halted in my steps, and she did the same. She pivoted to face me with a strict expression.
"Did I not make myself clear?" She raised a brow at me.
"No. I refuse to be one of the s*x slaves. I can do other laborious work with other slave men, but I will not let anyone or a Lycan have their way with me. Those people who went against my will were stabbed in the heart without a beat."
Rosa did not seem to be frightened by my words. She was expressionless with my warnings, and it tickles my nerves. I guess she thinks slaves are below her, and every word I say will be meaningless.
"If His Majesty commands you to strip, you shall strip. If the warriors command you to dance, you shall dance." She took taunting steps to close our distance and, unexpectedly, gripped my jaw tight. "Do you think you are that special, little slave? Just because you think His Majesty has favored you... pathetic!"
Ah, she's a b*tch.
I glared at her in challenge however, she did not physically attack me, I wish she would so I can have enough reason to kill her.
She was dominating me with her aura instead. Although I find it ineffective, her tall stance intimidated me a bit. Just a bit.
She cleared her throat and stood firm.
"Either way, you have no say on this, slave."
She taunted me and pushed me back. I stumbled and fisted my hands.
"Now come. We will not waste any more time on this frivolous matter. You have important things to do."
Frivolous? Do they consider s****l assaults here frivolous?
These Lycans are messed up!
"Here we are. If you please." She gestured for me to enter the room. My head poked in, and I glanced at her.
The room was an adequate size for a single person, with an attached bathroom. There's no window, but it's better than my previous room.
Shockingly, there's a proper bed and a mattress. I went in and looked around. I guessed that winning his first game had upgraded my room.
"There are two uniforms and necessities in the closet. Inform me if your supplies run out, and I will have them delivered. You must always be clean and presentable enough for them."
Presentable enough... are you fckng kidding me?
What is with these Lycans? They are infuriating! I would rather choke myself than be sexually harassed again.
This place doesn't look like a s*x club though. Do they expect me to perform pole dancing or something?
I will not let him win this next round.
"I'll be waiting for you outside. Do yourself a favor and don't take too long." She closed the door and clicked it locked.
It's not like I can run away easily from these Lycans.
"Sweet mother of f-!" I cursed at my poor predicament.
After a while, I came out clean and dressed in a modest, plain maid uniform with my wet long hair braided on the side of my neck.
I feel so refreshed. Now all I need is to prepare myself for a fight. I deeply exhaled and closed my eyes in seconds.
After I went out my door, instead of calling me a savage, the head maid glanced down at her wristwatch and said...
"Ten minutes. That is too long. I expect you to be done by five next time. However, there won't be another chance." Her forehead wrinkled further in disappointment.
But I do not care. The good thing was, I am still human in their eyes; do they not sense my inner beast? I was starting to get confused with myself. Even so, I am thankful.
"Come." We headed in the opposite direction and turned to our right. "Your first task is to do the laundry."
As she pushed open the door, my mouth hung open in surprise.
There are five piles of dirty clothes, and the height is two times the size of mine.
"Be done by tomorrow morning. I expect these to be thoroughly washed. Or else, you might be more surprised by the punishment awaiting for you."
"I can't possibly..."
"Not my problem, slave. You should start now; time is ticking." With that, she left me in here.
The toe-curling stench of clothes invaded my nostrils, and I clipped my nose with my thumb and forefinger.
How could I do this alone? It's already noon, and I bet I will not make it done on time.
I tucked in the sleeves and got to work. I will have to wash them all night if I have to.
Not a single soul was around me; using my inhumane speed to hand-wash them all will do the trick.
I will have to worry about the burns later.
Splash!
Splash!
Scrub
Scrub
Aside from the growing burns, my back was starting to hurt like crazy.
Hours ticked by as I sweated heavily. I made as much haste as I could.
Scrubbing after scrub, wash after wash, I was wishing that their water supply would be cut off so I could have an excuse to evade this strenuous chore.
Luck was not in my favor at this moment. Although my wish did not come true, I was almost done.
The sun rose, and by that time, Rosa came barging in. She did not say a word and walked straight to the back door.
The clothes were already washed and hung as the morning heat and mild wind happily to dry them off.
I was already exhausted as I was slumped on the floor with burns on my forearm and wrists. It was the result of the acidic soap and the constant rubbing of the clothes with my hands.
I have no idea if laundry soaps are available here; they were not visible in the village. It seems to me that they are more advanced than I thought.
"Stand up!" She hit me with her stick.
I hissed.
"Are you a snake? Enough with your hissing!"
"You might be surprised." I taunted her as my challenging glare made her flare her nose.
I have to admit, she looked funny.
"Stand up!"
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