Chương 72: Rodent
"Are you okay, Alice?" Amie dropped the mob as she held her sister's arm in worry, seeing her crying.
"I'm fine. I should go to sleep now." Alice said as she cleaned the tears on her left cheek before sniffing. She looked at her sister to say something but turned confused when she saw her sister's eyes blaze with anger.
"Did he touch you?" Amie asked as she touched her sister's body before looking back at the place where the moron had disappeared. "That clown..." she gritted her teeth in annoyance to hear Alice disagree,
"No, he didn't touch me." Alice immediately shook her head, seeing how her sister was trying to label it on Matthew.
"Then why do you look like a mess?" she asked her sister in slight confusion. "Don't tell me you're covering up for him?"
"I'm not! Go to your room, I want to sleep," she said, suddenly dismissing her sister.
"Really? You're such a nitwit, Alice. I saved you from that moron and this is how you thank me? By sending me away?" Amie told her with disbelief written on her face.
"You're misunderstanding the situation-" Alice tried to explain but was cut off.
"What may I be misunderstanding? That you were so close to a man who you're not even courting when you already have a betrothed? Let me guess, you're not even aware of what condition your betrothed is in" she said to Alice and when she saw the clueless look the girl gave at the revelation, she made a hand gesture to pinpoint what she was saying.
"See? You don't know what happened to Sir Julian."
"What happened to him?" Alice went straight to the point. She had noticed Sir Julian hadn't been in the dining room today and she also took note of how she didn't see him always coming to disturb her like he used to.
Though she didn't think much of it, it had made her suspicious of him. But now that her sister was saying something happened to him, it made her wonder.
"He had been in a coma since last night. The physician said he was beaten up, though we don't know how or who would dare do something like that and our brother, the prince has said nothing about it." Amie took her time to explain and saw how Alice's eyes narrowed.
"Alice-" she wanted to keep ranting when Alice suddenly turned away from her and reached for her doorknob, opening it and saying,
"I want to go to bed, Amie. Goodnight." she bid her sister and saw the dumbstruck look on Amie's face before she entered her room and banged it against her face.
"Seems she really does have a thing for Matthew..." were the last words that came out of her mouth as though she just realized something.
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Matthew, who had left the royal quarters a minute ago had turned slightly angry, both from seeing Alice cry because of that bastard and from Amie using the mop to hit him.
That Amie was a rodent he hated to see and somehow, she always managed to ruin his plans.
He got down the stairs and was about to turn when he noticed a small figure coming from the deeper parts of the castle.
He looked shocked seeing the redhead here but even more shocked when he saw how she was dressed.
'What the hell!' he cursed under his breath and immediately looked away, hiding from her sight as he saw her walk past him.
Who let her dress like that?! And wasn't she supposed to still be in the infirmary from what he last heard? So what was she doing here?
She had almost been assaulted just yesterday and she was still not self-conscious? If any elite saw her looking like this, this time he was sure she would not escape her fate.
When she was out of sight, oblivious to who was watching her, Melina didn't go back to the kitchen to meet the head cook, Mr. Jack.
Instead, she took the liberty to look for Cinna, who had also not retired for the day as there was a lot to do.
"Cinna!" she called when she saw the girl in the garden. Since the garden was an enclosed area, it was easier for them to sneak and not be caught, especially at night.
"What is it?" Cinna asked her with furrowed brows.
She noticed how Melina was dressed and though she had seen it in the morning, Melina's exposure looked so much worse than before.
"I wanted to ask you something," she told Cinna who looked distracted.
She was about to ask the girl what was wrong when Cinna brought her hands forth and began to adjust her dress for her.
Seeing her actions, Melina suddenly remembered what the prince had told her. Was her dress that exposed?
"You look like you're naked, Melina," she whispered for only Melina to hear.
Melina's face immediately turned hot and red from her statement as she finally took her time to look at herself.
"Please don't let anyone see you like this. There are a lot of preys in this palace," she said without mentioning the Sir Julian incident as she didn't want to embarrass her friend.
But Melina was already embarrassed. Had that been why the prince was staring at her like that when she was in his room? She should have known!
She felt regret and slowly placed her hand on her body.
"You said you wanted to say something." she reminded Melina
"Yes, I did," Melina replied. "Do you know anyone named Berlin? A maid," she asked her but when she saw the confusion on Cinna's face, she shook her head and began explaining her features.
"She's tall. Has black hair. Long lashes. Small face..." she kept mentioning but Cinna just stared at her confused.
"Does she have a surname?" she managed to ask.
"I don't know. She was visible though. Why does no one remember her?" Melina remembered she had communicated with Mr Jack, the head cook that day and he had replied to her like a normal human. So why did no one remember her?
"No one remembers the maid? Is she dead?" Cinna asked in confusion. Because even if no one remembered her, all the maids usually assembled in the morning. So she could have spotted her, couldn't she?
"It confuses me as well, Cinna. I feel like I am the only one who remembers the lady." she didn't want to tell Cinna about Berlin being the one who collected her uniform as it would lead to further questions and if Cinna found out Prince Leon had changed clothes for her once, it would be very embarrassing.
"Nevermind," she told Cinna and was about to stand up when the girl held her and asked,
"Do you think the prince has a thing for you?" her voice was low from uncertainty.
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