The maid had no clue about what in God’s name was going on. She had a look of pure shock on her face. Somewhere it shook her heart at the unexpectedness as one moment the girl was on the verge to die, and here she was awake and holding her hand tightly.
“Bitch! What are you saying!?” Nicola spoke the words through her gritted teeth. She stood up from her crouching position. She didn’t know what this girl was playing at and if it was a ploy to get her in trouble.
Madeline stood up along with Nicola, her expression void of any emotion who continued to look at the maid, “AHHH!” Nicola cried when Madeline’s hand put more pressure on her wrist, and a crack was heard in the room that was from breaking the bone, “What the hell is wrong with you?!” Nicola didn’t care if she was cursing the future Queen to be as she was in miserable pain.
But Madeline didn’t let go of the maid’s wrist. She looked as if she was in a trance and not in her conscious state.
“I know what you did a few weeks ago,” Madeline whispered, “You were the one who tried to poison the King. You sent the poison that was meant for him which ended up in the hands of the other maid.”
Nicola’s eyes widened, “I don’t know what you are speaking about! You have no proof that I did it! Stop blaming me and let go of me. I will scream that you are hurting me!” She didn’t know how a human could turn this strong! Seeing Madeline not release her hand, Nicola parted her lips, ready to scream. But instead of a scream, a silent cry escaped her lips as she felt pain in her chest, and she coughed blood out of her mouth.
She staggered back when Madeline released her hand.
The maid looked scared at the sight of blood that was spewed out of her very own mouth. W-what just happened? She felt the pain return, making her chest squeeze excruciatingly, “W-what, are you doing to me, you crazy bitch!”
Madeline stood there unflinchingly at what she did, and she replied, “Cleansing you.”
The maid was concentrating on the pain that she felt in her chest when she saw the room turn darker than before. It was then, did the maid’s mouth open wide in shock as she noticed the girl in front of her whom she had called weak started to glow in the room.
This girl was not human but something more which she had been hiding from everyone! Thought Nicola to herself.
Nicola was confused, and she slowly inched towards the door that she had locked previously, cursing herself on why she had even entered the room. But just when her hand reached the bolt of the door, she was thrown away from it to fall on the floor and she groaned in pain.
Worried about her life, she pleaded, “Please let me out of the room.”
“You can leave this castle and the world,” came the calm voice of Madeline that scared the maid.
“NO!” shouted the maid only to throw up more blood.
“S-stop,” Nicola cried. With the amount of loss of blood and pain she felt, she doubted she would be able to survive, “Who are y-you?” and she heard Madeline speak,
“I heard you wish death. Selfish, greed, untrusty to be serving people here. I hope God can forgive you.” Madeline raised her hand to twist, and the maid in time saw something glow behind the lady’s back. She couldn’t keep her gaze long because more blood filled her mouth and in no time, the maid fell down and so did Madeline as if she had spent all her energy.
Hearing screams, the guards in the King’s quarters quickly ran up, making their way to the lady’s room. Kicking the door open, they found two people lying on the ground with blood spilt on the floor.
Their eyes turned wide in fear, wondering what happened. Dread filled their mind by thinking on what they were going to say to the King. The light in the room had turned back to normal with other things. One of the guards made his way to call the highest authorized person in the castle as the King was yet to return to the castle.
The guard was making his way towards the court to inform on what happened as the other people in the castle were guests and servants. On the way he met the shabby-looking man who was often found near the King.
“What’s got you in a twist?” asked Raphael, seeing the guard’s eyes that looked livid.
“The lady, she looks like she is dead!” answered the guard.
Hearing this, a frown appeared on the demon’s face, “Don’t break the news to anyone until the King says so. Where is she?” and Raphael walked with the guard to where Madeline laid along with a familiar faced maid on the room’s floor.
The guards stood outside the room without taking a step inside the lady’s room, watching the odd-looking man step in and crouch next to the two bodies. At first, the man checked the pulse of the lady and then the maid whose eyes were wide open.
Raphael turned to look at the guard, “Count yourself to be lucky that the King wasn’t here when you were going to inform him about the lady being dead. The maid is dead, but the lady is alive.” The maid had a petrified look on her face. The floor around him was covered in blood.
Did Madeline kill her…?
“Take this one to the dungeon,” he ordered to get the dead maid out of the room. Noticing something sticking in Madeline’s palm, he went to touch her palm, but sensing the high energy that was still radiating from her, he took his hand back.
It was only yesterday did he speak about death and it had already started.
