Chapter 16
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Piles of work awaited me outside my door. After I was done with the first chore she gave me, I was once again laddened with cleaning the castle.
Rosa won't mind me resting for a bit, right? She wouldn't know I was gone.
An hour later, I pushed myself up from my bed and started my next task. But I still feel so lethargic.
I sighed heavily.
I have to dust the interior decorations, and I have to be careful with them since I realized these things are worth more than my life to the King.
I wonder how the king would react if I purposefully broke one of these. But I guess he is expecting me to.
Instead of using the feather duster Rosa gave me, I took a piece of wet cloth and wiped every nook and cranny of this humungous place. It is more effective.
My hands might be infected with this, but I do not have a choice. As Rosa said...
"I want this place to be free of dust. Nya, nya, nya." I mocked her tone as I recalled her words.
Surprisingly, I was enjoying myself.
Later on, my mind drifted off from work for some time.
I am relieved to say that warriors don't often walk around here, or so I thought.
"Human, what are you doing down there?" An unfamiliar voice called me.
"Ow!"
My head bumped under the table as I stood up.
I hissed and gritted my teeth.
A male Lycan finally graced this ghostly hallway with his presence.
I scanned him from head to toe. And I have to say, he is handsome. Anyhow, all these beasts are too good-looking.
He looked familiar, though, like the Gamma. They must be siblings.
Is he here to command me against my will? It sounds possible since I have been reminded by Rosa to serve them.
I shook my head and remained calm. I hoped he didn't hear what I said earlier, right?
"I am cleaning..." I don't know how else to address these warriors by rank, so I say, "Sir."
The emotionless warrior only stood stiffly and continuously stared down at me, yet in the blink of an eye, he walked past me.
That was a bit weird of him.
I later realized this throughout my days here. I can't bring myself to stop having eye contact with them; nonetheless, they weren't bothered by my eyes either, nor did they feel challenged.
Do they like to stare at my eyes that much?
Nah, it sounds impossible.
As I continued my way to the grand staircase of this castle. I stumbled upon a person.
We both fell down to our buttocks. The tray of food she held collided with the ground, and my dirty bucket of water splashed on the shiny granite floor.
"I-I apologise!" A small, meek human girl stood up and helped me up.
"It's okay. I should be the one apologizing to you." I looked around and saw the mess we made. I sighed deeply.
Now I am dead this time.
"Oh no! Don't touch the broken glasses; you might hurt yourself." I stopped her before she could do so. "I'll handle this."
"What is the meaning of this?" I went stiff when his voice boomed all of sudden.
I heard him before I could smell him.
It was great timing for him to show up.
My eyes went wide after they landed on him. The dirty cloth I was using was on his shoulder. I must have accidentally thrown it at him.
He picked the dirty cloth off of him, feeling disgusted.
I am surely dead.
But sweet mother of f-! He is freakishly tall! He caught me off-guard on this one. I know my height would be just below his belly button.
...though I never expected him to be this towering!
The girl next to me submitted, and I did the same. I mean, who wouldn't? His tall stature intimidated my puny form. I believe it was better for him to just sit back in his throne room.
"It was my fault, Your Majesty!" She said.
"No! It was my fault! I was not able to notice, and I accidentally bumped into her. I'm sorry."
I dug my grave this time. The girl looked so delicate and submissive; she must be a slave like me. She must be scared sh*tless.
"Melo, leave us." His deep, commanding voice echoed around us.
I felt an instant chill. I've never been so close to standing in front of him.
Melo wad her name. So she was not a slave, then?
The tick of her heels faded in a rush, and I peeked at her walking form. She wore such simple attire and
"You."
His simple word brought me back to him in a snap. And on instinct, my eyes captured his. We stayed like that for minutes until I heard Rosa come rushing behind him.
"Your Majesty!"
The look of horror was shown in her face, and I thought she was not incapable of it since she had shown me nothing but an emotionless b*tch.
"Your Majesty! I deeply apologize! I will deal with this slave promptly." Her fidgeting fingers were constant; I hoped she could tear some of her skin.
My eyes went back to his gray ones, yet they were already set on my hands and forearms.
He starts to speak, and I start to feel insecure and place my hands behind me.
"Make her regret this incident." His godly features made those words feel so emotionless.
I continued to stare at him while biting my lower lip out of irritation.
This freaking devil!
"Yes, I'll make sure of it."
He was about to leave, and to my surprise, karma set fire to him.
He slipped on the wet floor, and a loud thud was heard. I swear I felt the ground shake.
I could not control my mouth as I started laughing hysterically. I heard Rosa's loud gasp at the same time.
That serves him right!
I was enjoying this show too much.
But soon after, his burning glare was set on mine after he stood. He made me clip my lips together as I tried my best to stop laughing.
He was gone the next second I blinked.
"Filthy slave!"
She hit my head a few times with her stick, and I instinctively protected myself.
"Clean this up, right this second. I will wait for you outside." She hissed and walked away with her heels ticking annoyingly.
Whack!
Whack!
Rosa forced me to kneel on sharp pebbles while she beat my arms with a huge stick that was the size of my forearm.
I sensed my blood drooling out of my punctured skin. It's not that terrifying for me because only a small amount of blood could not form a gem.
We are in an open area, so I have to be careful with myself.
I thought this place was only populated with males and a few females.
To my surprise, countless of startlingly fit, beautiful Lycan females started to surround us, murmuring unpleasant words at me.
They were probably judging me with those sharp eyes too.
My lips started to quiver as I did my best not to shed a single tear. This punishment is too much for a simple mistake. But I did laughed at their King.
I was kneeling on the pavement with my back facing the main entrance of the castle.
"How dare you laugh at His Majesty!"
Whip!
"How dare you humiliate me in front of him?"
Whip!
"You are too fortunate today that he did not decapitate your tiny head!"
So why didn't he, for an insignificant slave like me? He would have saved me from this pain and humiliation by ending my life.
"You!"
Whip!
"Clumsy!"
Whip!
"Filthy slave!"
Whip!
Every time she hits me, I flinch and clench my jaw tight. Bruises were already visible on me.
It was painful but bearable, and more importantly, humiliating. I thought she was done beating my arms when she pushed me down and beat my ass and back to the bones.
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