บท 154: Chapter 154: SIP OF REVENGE
"What are you mumbling about?"
Haborym asked, bothered by the sound,
"Nothin', and how about you? I see you're wearing those big glowing earrings again,
New trend?"
"I...haven't I told you before these are helpful?
They'd bubble up if there's an imposter,"
"Yeah, yeah, but I like the way it looks,
So elegant, but they're heavy I suppose."
"...yeah, heavy. Wait, do you need something?
You're..overly polite, calm, happy and smiling,"
"So suspicious, but anyways, do you have something pretty for me to wear?"
"I'm a guy. Why would I suddenly have something of female wear."
"Then can you make me one? Something not loose and revealing, okay?
You should measure my size too, if ever you forgot."
"Heh, I'm not a slave, and your normal wear are enough,"
"But I was planning to use it for a mission,"
Haborym laughed.
"You don't have to wear fancy to get close to Sellena,
That woman doesn't even care of whatever you look like.
My guess is that you just want to dress up,
But you should be contented of what you have."
"Contented? Hah, whatever,
I'll make one myself, if you're not going to be helpful."
155 opens Haborym's closet,
And coughs when the dust flew to her head.
"The heck, I thought I cleaned them some time ago,
Haborym! Just where do you always go?
This smells like a dead body!
For a duke of hell, you sure aren't sanitary."
"I'm a busy guy," Haborym coldly replies,
He continued writting scribbles even 155 can't understand,
He may have used another set of alphabets so she couldn't snoop around.
"You really don't trust me, do you, Haborym?"
"Yep. Not even a bit."
"Well, you don't look too expressive today,
So I'll just grab one of your coats to make something for myself.
Surely with how high up you are in your position,
You wouldn't mind giving me one to make something for myself."
"Shut up, you don't know how to sew,"
"Well you know I don't! So help me dress up and drop the book!"
The demon looks at her, with the most bored expression she have ever seen,
And the next thing she knows, was that he somehow rose his brow as if he grinned.
He's daring her, and that made 155 angry,
Even though she knows herself, that she was again being bratty.
Haborym was the only demon, no, the only being she could control around in this palace,
Usually because Haborym was so used to doing favors for others.
But somehow, he just looks at her that time,
Tauntingly even,
And 155 comes closer to him,
Wanting to turn the tables,
"Teach me at least."
"Hm. I don't know, I'm not getting anything in return,
All you do is tease me and prevent me from doing my work,
You're really stubborn,
And I've already did you a number of favors whenever I dress your wounds."
"Ah, just wanted to remind you that there was a time you WILLINGLY asked if you could bathe me,"
"I said ASSIST, stop assuming casually."
"And what is that assist you're talking about Mister?"
"Helping you undress, pouring you water?"
"Hahah, well it sure didn't look like it,"
"Just...just forget it,"
"Come on, please...just one good dress,"
"I'm not an expert, you saw how I did with clothes."
"Come on, you're the only person who at least do me favors,
Don't let me down now! I know you're capable!"
Haborym sighs, the truth is...he just doesn't really know how to please her,
For a maid, her expectations and standards are not of lower.
He doesn't want his work to be criticized,
So he only did nothing, as she stared him in the eyes.
When those dark eyes never left him,
He looks at her with the same intensity.
But she never turned away, just begging him to surrender,
(Tsk, women..never knows when a thing is over.)
"You should just borrow from Sellena,"
Then 155 stops, amazed, relieved, "That's actually not a bad idea!"
"Yeah, so just leave me now, could you?"
"Okay! I will! Thank you!"
155 quickly bolts out from the room,
As Haborym felt foreign to the silence that followed,
He was about to think about missing the noise,
Until the door quickly flungs open, "Hello!"
"155...what is it again?"
"I'm so excited I lost my head,
Where was the way to Sellena again?
I'm not having it today."
Haborym held back the laughter in his chest,
As he stood up, and agreed to guide her anyways.
She was annoying, but was entertaining nonetheless,
Her stupidity that sometimes show, surprisingly make him feel at rest.
"You should remember this from this day forth,"
Haborym told her as they go north,
155 hums a tune, not truly paying attention,
Surprisingly, Haborym felt some sort of satisfaction.
It was the only sound he liked,
Not chaotic, not destructive, a peace of mind.
He unknowingly follows the melody of her singing,
Which caught 155 by surprise, but made no effort to stop him.
She feels a bit guilty of planning to use him.
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"What's your story again? Well, not that you told me anyways,"
"Why do you want to know? It won't change what's happening now,"
"Well, I just want to relate,"
"That's a foolish way to want me to narrate,"
"I was just wondering, jeez, no big deal,
You just don't have to be SO mysterious, if you know what I mean."
"Mmm, no. I don't know you still,
In addition, I don't think it'd help anyone, to be clear."
"Well, you look like the guy who always keep things to himself,
I've mentioned before haven't I? You'd probably die from stress,"
"Good guess.
And you know what the biggest stressor is?"
"Yeah, it's me, isn't it?"
"Oh, what do you know? You're actually a smart girl,
Again, right guess. You're the worst."
"Tsk, whatever,"
"Right, so I'm sure from here, you somehow remember."
Haborym stops by the stairs,
As 155 looks up and recalls the next steps.
"Bye, bye." Haborym says,
As 155 looks at him, one last time before he left.
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Knock, knock, knock.
Door clicks open, "Oh, you're back,"
"Lady Sellena, if you won't mind,
May I borrow one of your dress?
The least attractive you could find."
"Oh? Well I don't mind,
Come, and sit inside."
155 quickly makes her way to her bed,
As Sellena doesn't mind anyways.
As the woman looks at her closet,
155 couldn't help but look at Sellena's own bruises.
Her hands looked like they were burnt,
But she wondered where she could have gotten those.
She was sure Sellena wasn't allowed to cook,
So who would dare, cause her hurt?
She would have wanted to ask her but knew she could get attached,
So she lets it be, and simply watched.
"But what's the occasion, Ama?"
Asked the confused Sellena.
"I was thinking of letting you out of this room,
Have tea with Lord Lucifer's wives, tomorrow afternoon.
Socializing with others will help you keep your sanity,
Since...for now, you sure do looked lonely."
"Ah, thank you for your concern.
So I see, they're wives and they may belittle you if I make you wear the worst.
I say, you'd wear a lovely dress as well,
So don't worry, I'll make sure we're both prepared."
Sellena thought that perhaps Lucifer's wives were somehow victims themselves,
Without knowing that they're equally deserving of hell.
She hums a tune as 155 scans the room,
Futhermore feeling so little, by how comfort Sellena has.
Just...what does this woman have?
Sellena looks back at her and saw 155's eyes wandering about,
She knows she's deeply jealous, but it should not be blamed somehow.
She saw how rough and scary the life of being a maid was,
Their lives were very disposable, with every wrong task.
"You look beautiful in red wine,
so I'm thinking this would be fine."
Sellena pulls out a red fitted dress,
With peals embedded around."
155 blushed at the beautiful gown,
As she imagined herself wearing this, whilst bestowed a crown.
"As for shoes...these would fit."
She gave her a pair of black shoes,
As 155's eyes quickly lit.
Sellena also promised to share her perfume,
As 155 felt like she never want to leave her room,
Everything she wanted, it was there,
And Sellena could easily tell.
She just loved the way that 155 smiles,
It was childish, and full of life.
Suddenly, she remembered her brothers,
(Oh...how are they? Hope they're not in much trouble.)
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The fated day arrived and Sellena was much but nervous.
However, 155 was excited, not only by looking fabulous,
But also anticipating the look on their faces,
As they recieve her revenge, she long waited.
The tables were set. And to give the girls some privacy, there were only two pairs of maids.
155 and the other, who looked intimidated by her looks,
Kept her mouth shut, and her head low.
As the group talk to each other, while the maids cook and mix drinks,
155 was quick to pour the chemicals,
the very time the maid sleepily blinks.
No one noticed, and 155 was happy it was so,
Her heart is beating in excitement, knowing how it would go.
She asks the younger maid to give the drinks,
As the maid nodded her head, and dropped carefully their teas.
There were only seven, and as 155 expected,
Sellena wouldn't take one for herself.
Being the only one without tea,
Sellena only continues to eat some meat,
As the women in front of her only talk about themselves,
Even arguing which of them Lucifer loves best.
Sellena was so wrong about them,
They looked like they have no problem,
They were almost as narcissistic as Lucifer himself,
No wonder they already stink of hell.
The women then gives a toast as they drink the tea one by one.
And after a few minutes, weird reactions, they felt none.
But as they continued trying to get Sellena's attention,
One vomitted blood, as the rest laughed at her misfortune.
Sellena suspected it must be poison,
But the others didn't mind at all,
Until they, in turns recieve the same reaction.
Oh, 155 could sure not wait for the incoming destruction.
"Revenge is the best way, to teach those rotten people a lesson."
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