Capítulo 29: I am a Noble
There are certain types of people in this world that Lee can't stand.
In her previous life she'd lived in isolation, hidden in a large hospital room even though she longed for someone to talk to, After a while, Lee appreciated the silence, she got so used to it that any intrusion to her space of silence put her off
"Miss?"
Lee values the silence she got in the Jail she woke up in even though she knew not about why she was there, the silence comforted her; yet right now, at this moment she could barely fight the urge to bang her head repeatedly on a cement wall
"I'm sure you're excited to meet your family after a long time, they'll be here in an hours time so time is a little haste and we have to get you cleaned up"
The maid that that called herself Anny, the same maid who brought me the soup when I first woke up hadn't left my side since I got here a week ago
Nor have any of the other servants assigned to this estate, that have all been hovering either by my side or outside my door 24 hours a day never giving me room to breathe and if it wasn't for Theo's constant reminders of the people searching for us outside these walls I wouldn't be here, in this stupidly decorated room
"I already picked out your outfit for the evening, and your bath is ready Miss," Anny said with a wide kind smile
Half an hour later, two young maids dresses similarly to Anny's uniform stood outside of a large beautifully carved wooden door
One of the maids, a tall plump 19-year-old girl with dark brown hair looked towards the door beside her and said: "Have you seen what she looks like?"
The other girl next to her had her also dark hair pulled back into a tight bun, and oval-shaped glasses sitting perfectly on the bridge of her nose, her smooth looking skin was as perfect as her hairstyle along with a neat uniform and straight posture
Despite her textbook look her eyes didn't hold anything but innocence as she looked at her twin sister beside her.
"No, I haven't apparently she hasn't left that room since her arrival a week ago, I also hear that she hasn't said a single word despite Anny's constant efforts"
The latter of the sisters looked, again towards the door of the young mistress "What horrid things those ugly pirates must have done to her for her to become like this"
"Having spent 7 years in captivity in God knows where. it was luck that she ended up on that ship before she was sold off?" said more serious looking sister as she pushed up her glasses further up her nose
"Sister! Are you saying that she was lucky to have ended up in the wrecked ship! That's a horrible thing to say, imagine what they could have done to her!"
"Yeah but her being there is what allowed us to find her isn't it?"
The shocked sister contemplated what her older sister had said when it was true that the Missus being on that ship at that exact time is what allowed the government to find her yet she still couldn't agree that the Young Lady was lucky. I mean she was separated from her family at the age only five years and forced to live the life of a slave, it was a truly tragic tale.
She was kidnapped when she was playing outside at her ageing party. The negligence of her nanny and the rest of the caretakers tasked with looking after her caused this mess and that was why by the petition of her father those individuals were executed or jailed based on their role.
The distraught family looked for their child for years and yet the Miss couldn't be found anywhere, so they slowly started to give up. But a week ago in The City of Dreams, news came that their daughter had been found, he couldn't believe it at first, no he refused to believe it because he'd accepted that his daughter was dead but something kept nagging at him, a day before the news arrived it was his late wives death anniversary, an in a desperate moment he'd asked for a witch
A man sitting in a moving carriage though back to that day a week ago, the witch he'd called upon was infamous in the City, she was praised for her accuracy in her tellings but her prices were extreme, so extreme that only the richest people in the City could ask for her services
A woman covered by a dark purple cloak from head to toe walked inside the dark cabin located in the Nobles estate.
"Well as I live and breath, if it isn't the King's little brother" the woman's deep accented voice filled the tense room. "I thought you didn't believe in, as you put it foolery? why the sudden change?"
The man stayed quiet only staring with angry eyes at the snake-like woman in front of him. They had met before; when his daughter was taken years ago he was introduced to this woman by a trusted friend of his, deciding in a desperate moment to trust the woman he was met with lie's and foolish speculation
Without waiting for an answer, the woman smirked: "It's about your daughter again?"
The man clenched his fists in anger he knew what she was going to say next but since he was the one who had called her here, he didn't say anything " I thought I had already told you, that child is dead, taken by my goddess to the deeps parts"
The Witch, Annabella stared at the man, Florence Maine with clear amusement, years ago this man had belittled her for her practice, saying that she was a fraud and yet here they were. It was clear that the man in front of her was drunk, his round face was flushed along with his eyes which were bloodshot due to the alcohol and the tears he had shed before coming here
Annabella's amusement faded quickly and all that was left was pity. This man had lost his daughter and, his wife the following year, although she still despised him due to the humiliation she felt all those years ago she couldn't help but connect with his feelings.
"Look again" Florence finally spoke with slurred speech, and without waiting, for her reply, he took out a fat, small sack filled with gold and threw it towards her side of the table.
With money in her hands, the woman took out an object from her cloak and placed it in between them, she was reluctant but since the customer had paid all she could do was comply.
"The results will stay the same no matter how many times I check My Lord" she didn't forget to warn him, then with one swift motion she took out the cloth covering the object on the table
The object on the table was a decomposing skull, which heald darkness, unlike any Florence, had ever felt, this was one of the reasons that he'd never wanted to call this woman again. The Magix she dealt with was something dark and taboo, something that no human should be dabbling with.
"You remember what to do right?" asked the Witch as she passed a well-designed knife with a red blade
With slight hesitation, the Lord rolled up his sleeve and placed the blade to the skin of his wrist, then with one swift slash, he split his skin and let the blood drip on top of the cursed skull. Almost immediately after a drop of blood touched the skull the Witch gasped and bent her back, raising her face towards the sky
No matter how many times he saw this scene it was still creepy. After what seemed like forever to the Lord, Annabella finally snapped out of the trance she was in; instead of the 'i-told-you-so' face he was expecting, the Lord instead saw great confusion and disbelief on the face of the Witch
"What? what did you see!?" Florence asked hastily but it was like the woman didn't hear her as she started to mutter to herself
"How can this be..., it's impossible, I definitely saw..., but why?"
"What is it!?" the man asked again, this time standing from his seat
"She's..., she's alive!"
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