บท 54: Solution

Maeve stormed to her and ordered her maid to pack her clothes for Samhain. She wasn't going to let Emma go with Lazarus to Upper North Jupan. 

"What else would you like me to put in the trunk for you?" her maid asked her meekly, almost trembling with fear. Maeve was known to get angry very fast and sometimes used magic to punish her maids seriously. There was not a single maid who wasn't bruised or cut when working for her. And for that reason, most of them would run away or find excuses to not work for her. 

She sneered. "Don't you know by now what all I take?" 

Shivering under her harsh gaze, the maid replied, "I have kept everything you would need, m'lady." 

"Then why are you asking me?" She came close to the maid and slapped her tight.

The maid stifled her scream, holding her right cheek that stung. Tears flooded her eyes. "I—I am sorry, m'lady." 

"Get out!" she growled.