章節 142: The Message (II)
I gaped at what she had said. That was a lot of people killed by her family just from one person alone; the amount of hate she accumulated against her probably was astronomical. It made me wonder why Cathy hasn't hated me yet.
"So, do….uh...hate me because I'm related to her?" I bluntly asked, knowing full well that I might get a lie than the truth.
"What are you talking about?" Cathy asked, surprised that I asked her that. "You didn't do anything, but slept. I heard you blessed your whole city, causing you to use up all your energy, which is the complete opposite of your aunt. Not only that, you have amnesia. I can't blame you for something that you haven't caused, even if you are blood-related, doesn't mean I should hate you for something you haven't done. That would be childish and wrong."
I was surprised at how easily she accepted, I thought she would hold a grudge against me because I was related, but she didn't.
"You gave me a Legendary Weapon Gala, allowing my family line to continue to thrive." Her voice became strong with conviction, thrilled in what she was given. Without your help, the possibility of my family being wiped out was definite."
"Ah…" My voice trailed off.
"Thank you," Cathy stated it with her honest feeling that it caught me off guard.
I faltered, unexpected by her sudden thanks. Honestly, I thought I would be cursed by her or something on that level, possibly even have my backstabbed by her malice.
"Um…..you're welcome?" I wasn't sure what to say.
Finally, we arrived past the city walls; I flew over it and headed straight towards the castle. I missed home, and I was glad to see it. Eventually, silently flying by until I came upon my castle. Banking towards the right, I swirled around, looking for a landing spot. Finding what I needed, I flapped hard, hovering in midair, trying to settle down without crashing.
Feet first, I landed gently, until the whole weight buffered my weight, causing me to bounce a little.
"Finally," I sighed with relief. "Home…."
The maids came rushing out with towels, waters, and anything that the guest and I would need. Everyone either slid off my back or jumped onto the ground.
"Home!" Tart stated excitedly, a group of young men with aprons and a white hat that chefs would wear appeared, bowing towards him respectfully.
Moca just leaped off my back and gracefully landed. The butlers and maid came towards him and handed him a towel and a glass of water. He took it and nodded, motioning towards me.
"Get the bath water ready. Young mistress would probably want to take a bath." Moca stated clearly for me to hear. He was right. I wanted to bathe so badly that I actually hobbled my way over-excited at the thought of it.
I willed myself to change, but for some reason, I couldn't. Trying it again a couple more times, the magic inside me twisted into weird knots, making me cringe. With a deep frown at the thought of being unable to change, I let out an angry puff of smoke. Being unable to change still irked me, and I didn't want to miss out on my bath time.
"Did anyone of you see Coco?" I asked, hoping they would say yes. The maids shook their heads.
"She still hasn't come back?" I was shocked that she wasn't back still. Usually, she wasn't the type to leave for so long, which kind of made me worried. Shaking myself, I tried to push away such thoughts because I knew she could handle herself very well. She wasn't the type to get pushed around so easily, mostly because she would've shoved back three times harder than before or even outright killed them.
"We haven't heard from her since she had left." One of the maids worriedly stated, "She normally sends us a message every day to give to Moca, but…." The maids murmured among themselves, unsure what to say as they debated on what to tell.
"What about Don and Ginger?" I asked.
Silence followed after, none of the maids or butlers could give me an answer, but fidget around nervously as if they were caught red-handed for doing something bad.
"Ray, is there something wrong?" Moca came over with his usual calm demeanor, but something in the way that he held himself caused the maids to flinch. They quickly bowed with respect, and some even shivered.
The young man with a butler outfit shook his head furiously, telling Moca there wasn't anything wrong. Instead, he fumbled through his clothes, pulling out a wad of envelopes in his hand, giving it to Moca.
Moca reached over and took it. He nodded once, everyone split ways in a hurry to go back to work.
"Is there a problem?" I asked. Unsure what exactly was going on.
"No, young mistress," Moca replied. "I'll quickly take a look at these and come back and tell you what has happened."
"Sure, go ahead." I started to take a step forward towards the bathhouse. My mind was already spacing out, thinking about the warm bath that was to come. Before I forgot, I slightly turned my head over my shoulders to the others. "If you want, you guys can go to eat, rest, or take a bath. Other than that, I'll see you guys around."
Moca and Tart bowed once towards me, and they went back to their usual routine. Phil didn't say anything and stood there while Cathy was examining the whole castle with excitement. Stryd was lost, unsure what to do. He glanced back and forth nervously but stood still with the other three.
"Well then, I'm going for a bath," I replied, moving forward towards the bathhouse in high spirit.
Cathy quickly followed behind me, curious about where exactly I was going. Stryd and Phil eventually started walking, heading towards the same direction.
We winded through the hallways and eventually came up to the bathhouse; luckily for me, the hallway seemed to accommodate my size as if it grew. Usually, when I'm in my human form, I felt like the whole place seemed huge, but now in my dragon form, it felt a little tight.
When I arrived in front of the bathhouse, I noticed a few things that had changed. The bathhouse entrance was divided into men and female sections, but the entrance had a bit of Japanese restaurant entrance vibe to it. Kind of strange, especially inside a castle, my only thought was that Don probably did something to do with it. He stated that the bathhouse reminded him of home, so he thought about changing the whole entrance.
During those five years, he sure did change the entrance quite a bit. I had to wonder, though, how I was going in. Just when I was thinking about getting in, the entrance seemed to grow magically, or maybe I was shrinking, but when I looked at the three beside me, they looked about the same size. Compared to the entrance, they dwarfed in comparison. I remembered that this whole castle was enchanted, so it did make sense that it would do whatever it felt like to accommodate me.
The door magically slid open, we entered in, splitting from each other to our respective gender. I waddled over towards the showers and ducked under the hot shower that automatically turned on when I walked under. With a happy expression, I rinsed off as much as possible; not even a second later, five maid hurriedly came in with a large scraping brush, pails, soap, and sponge.
"Young mistress!" The maids chatted excitedly coming over. "We came to help you wash~" They giggled, looking at me as if I was some kind of interesting specimen. I thought I heard a couple perverted comments, making me flinch.
"Uh….." I was unsure if I should say yes or no, especially because they were chatting among themselves and looking at me with a hint of mischief. Coco was the one who would've helped me out on this situation, but she wasn't here. Even still, I couldn't reach certain areas on my back, and I needed serious help. Not being able to change back into my human form made it that much annoying to take a shower. "Sure?"
The maids squealed, rushing over to tackle me with their job. The majority of them stripped off their clothes and folded it neatly on the bench, wearing nothing but bikini like clothes. They tackled their task, climbing up on my back and scrubbing me clean. Places I couldn't reach that gave me an annoying itch, they got it all. Almost every single part of my body was cleaned to perfection, making my scales sparkle.
"Young mistress, you have such beautiful scales." One of the maids squealed in delight as she stared mesmerizingly at them.
"They like the finest jewels." Another stated.
"Ah~ I want one." A few of them started with want as their hand reached over.
"Stop," one of the maids called out, scolding them for being overly chirpy and touchy. "If Coco found out about what we have taken, she would be mad."
All the maids froze, fear laced in their face and heart. Some nodded furiously while others turned deathly pale. They knew instantly what Coco would do without having to say a single word.
"You're right."
"Yea. Yea." The other started to agree one-by-one, they went back to work, cleaning away all the sand and dirt as best as they could.
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