บท 57: The Angry Princess

Mandy's face contorted when she saw me in my old servant's dress. Mandy shoved a plate of grapes into my hand and urged, "Get in!"

She opened the door to the ballroom, and I felt a strong push on my back. The door closed silently. I walked into the dimly lit and heavily perfumed hall. It was a small banquet hall. In the middle of the hall, thin gauze drapes hung. Shirtless men and women were touching each other's bodies behind the gauze drapes, accompanied by soft music. I was already used to Madeleine's usual debauchery. I pretended not to see it, quietly put the grapes on the table, and then looked for a place to hide.

"Little lamb!" Madeline's sweet voice had an ambiguous magnetic tone. Her hand went through the layers of gauze. Finally, she pointed at me with her index finger, which was painted red.

"Come here!" She stared at me with her beautiful yellow eyes from behind the gauze as if looking at her prey.