What was behind the door was truly a monumental shocking surprise.
To my shock instead of giant prison bars behind the door, there was a heavenly room with a king-sized massive canopied bed in the center of the room. Instead of a pitch-black and bloody red walls was a neat silver lining wall. A skylight in the middle of a ceiling let abstract light in- reminding me it was the daylight.
It was majestical.
Is this a TRAP??! Mental Abuse??
It must be... after treating me like Sh*t and throwing me around, gunning for my neck with a sword and arm wrestling soldiers at his prison, and being strangled to get trained- then this??!?!!
Must be!!! It was Mind control! I must have been traumatized.
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"Not bad, not bad~ seems as if some people didn't forget about human decency and fashion," Lieutenant Jade called.
I didn't forget about the fact that Lieutenant Jade and all of us stalled this door, playing guessing games about what was behind the door. It was five minutes later when she decided to give the door a kick.
"..." I didn't say anything. The room seems decent though. But I looked behind me to see a crooked almost broken door instead of the one with an intricate design. I feel bad. I shouldn't have let her kick the door that badly.
"Leader will get upset if he finds out what happened to that door..." Lieutenant Jade said with a frown and then glanced at me. She smiled and said: "Young Lady~ would like to put in some kind words please?"
Ugh...
"I feel bad~~ Why aren't you talking to me?" she said pouting her lips as she came closer to me and pulled on my cheeks. "You're so chubby... did your mother feed you a lot?"
Deja Vu creeps up my spine.
I finally knock it off and tell her:
"It hurts, madam,"
She frowns and says, "I don't like Madam... change it."
"..."
"~Young Miss! The Leader Boss is calling for you!" someone comes running up to the door. Already TIME TO LICK BOOTS???
Lieutenant Jade looks over and pats my back:
"Sorry Young Lady~ it seems as if I didn't get time to talk to you..." she says. "You didn't even tell me your name..."
"..." Should I tell her??
"*Sigh* Poor thing must have been traumatized... sorry for kicking that door too hard. And do say some nice things about me when Leader asks. Alright then... get going..." she pats my shoulder.
Deja-vu creeps up my mind again.
***
"Hmmm... how did you find it?" the masked man asks me as I reach the dining hall. I squint my eyes at him. There were tables of food being laid out on the enormous table. My stomach quietly grumbled, and before I knew it I felt like eating everything.
This could be Mind control... he is manipulating you through entering your stomach and conquering everything.
F*CK... is this a Poison Testing room??
"Find what?"
"The room."
"...it was good," I tell him. I gulp when he makes me sit down next to him. The dining hall wasn't that big compared to Castano's dining hall. But everywhere I looked was a steel armored guard, standing by each pillar.
I Do not want to lick another boot after he finds out that SOMEONE broke his expensive door.
"Hmmm..."
"..." I cried mentally and looked away.
"You... how old are you?"
"It's confidential."
"Why?"
"Women don't like to reveal their ages to men~"
"It's not out of self-interest or personal problems. It's a business conduct."
"..." I don't know if I should lie. If I did... I wonder how many lies are needed to weave a perfect story. "Seventeen..." Sh*T... I unconsciously lie.
"Name?"
What? Tch... does he want to know my address? Maybe he wants to send me back home.
"Iris..."
He frowns at me. "You are lying..."
"How did you know?? Are you a mind reader? Then why did you bother asking me?"
"Anyways... can you tell me who broke that oak golden door today?" he says as he watched a plate of feast come into the table.
F*CK so he does know about the incident.
"Uh... someone broke it. Lieutenant Jade?"
"Why?"
"We thought it was a trap... I mean- she thought..."
"Whatever... your name..."
"I said it was Iris..."
"Liar... your mouth twitches when you lie."
"Fine... Iris is my last name." I lie again. "Name is Mira Joannes Iris..." I feel internally crying every time I tell him this.
"Ms. Iris... may I ask why you are lying again?"
"What will you get out of my name?"
"Mutual trust."
"Well, I don't know your name either..."
"You don't need to."
"Same here."
"How will I trust my spy when she keeps lying to me?"
"Well, how will I trust my master if I don't know what shady things he is doing with the information."
"I am not doing anything shady."
"Well, neither am I lying."
"...Eat..." he orders. I inwardly roll my eyes. How annoying... if you know everything why ask then??
I look at the food in front of me. Drool starts coming out of my mouth. I was always used to eating high-classed rich food, but this is the first time I ever drooled. My stomach growled. I didn't care if that masked man gave me a look or not. Or whether it was poison or not.
After food-hunting through the plate a long moment of awkward silence... we started speaking again:
"Where were you born?"
"...I don't know..." I mutter making sure my lips didn't twitch. "My memories were erased somehow."
"Lies."
"How do you know that?"
"In the bar... you spewed all kinds of nonsense... you didn't think I wouldn't know that?"
"..." Sh*T how much did I say? How much did I get drunk and started spewing so many secrets!!!
"What the HELL did I say?!"
"You seem surprised." the masked man said.
"Is there a problem with being surprised? It was just a curiosity of one's true behavior when one is blind and forgetful about one's self."
"You lack emotions when you lie through your teeth. You need to know how to replace your poker-faced eyes with something more touching..."
ToUCHINg? This douche bag man said something like that?! THAT's Unbelievable!!
"Sir... do you have a bipolar disorder?"
"No." his face turned stoic and angry. His eyes turned away as he paled. Suddenly... he coldly ordered:
"Don't touch the food."
"What?"
"It's poisoned, you idiot."
So HE WAS TESTING ME!
Maybe I thought he would reconsider all of the bad things he did to me and put me through and finally give me some decent treatment. WHAT THE HELL DID I GET BACK?
Poisoned Food!