I“So, what are you to Boss Dar?” it was Draga who spoke first when Boss Dar left the dining area. She was looking at Gerthel with her right eyebrow exaggeratedly being lifted up.Gerthel just looked at Draga back and then without answering her question stood up, ready to leave. She does not want to have any trouble with a woman like Draga who seemed to be a war freak.“Hey, don’t show me that kind of rudeness, Gerthel!” Draga said fiercely as she too stood up and walked fast in front of Gerthel.“I don’t want any trouble, Draga. Whoever am I to Boss Dar, it is better to ask him, not me. If you will excuse me,” she replied before stepping aside in order not to bump Draga who was blocking her way.Draga’s nose emitted smoke out of ire. She could feel that Gerthel is not a mere maid in contrast with how she thought she was during the first time that she bumped into her. She just hopes she is not that important to Boss Dar because she swears, she will do anything to remove her from her w
I An hour before walking down the living room area, Mr. Gab was with Boss Dar in the latter’s office. A confidential matter has been discussed. It was something that Boss Dar has been highly affected by. “Boss Dar, your throne is at a stake. Your half-brother has been urging the Board of the Supreme Council to issue a charter requiring the sitting King to have a Queen in six months' time and an heir a year thereafter, reasoning out that a King without a Queen and heirs is useless if no heir or heirs will survive him in case of his death,” Mr. Gab informed his Boss with his expression on its utmost seriousness. Boss Dar’s eyes squinted and his fists clenched upon hearing the news of his right-hand man. For so long, his half-brother, Symuel has been a pain in the ass. Symuel did not have the shame to hide his intention of getting everything that he have. “Gab, I will be gone for a couple of days. I believe I need to fly back to my real place, in the Darwolvian. I have a fear that Sy
IThe fifth day came and the whole day, there was no Boss Dar, who visited or called Gerthel again. Feeling so low of herself for being replaced so immediately, Gerthel prepared for her escape during the night. She has a plan already after checking a few spots in and out of the mansion premises.She did not get out of her room the whole afternoon. She was actually preparing for her escape. She put three short dresses and underwear in a small pouch and tucked it underneath a picnic basket where she put on top some fruits, soda, bottled water, one plastic of bread, and a few chocolate bars. She then waited for eight o’clock in the evening before she went down, wearing black leggings and the only sweatshirt, she saw in the file of clothes inside the cabinet, which were all she guessed coming from Boss Dar. She also stuffed a small size cotton laundry bag at her back inside the back of her pants. She also got a rope and put it inside her jacket’s pocket. She then brought the picnic baske
I“What castle?” she asked almost shouting, but the door shut without her hearing an answer from the maid. Composing herself not to panic, she took a deep breath and caught a glimpse of the food on the side table. Feeling her hunger has been consuming her already, she took hold of the glass of milk and sipped almost half of it. Thereafter, she devoured the cookies and then the sliced apple and finished off in one gulp, the remaining milk in the glass.Satisfied with what she had eaten that solved her hunger, she then stood up and tried to open the window. It was a sliding glass window. With shock covering all over her face, Gerthel could not believe what her eyes has just seen. Indeed she is in a castle, in a castle on top of a mountain, surrounded by clouds!“Ohh, goodness, how can I ever escape from here? What am I doing in her? Moon Goddess, why are you always putting me in trouble and frustration? I have been a good child to my mother, a good friend to everyone, especially to Ka
IWith her eyes in bewilderment, Gerthel exclaimed. "I will jump from the cliff down to the ocean? I might be dead before even hitting the water."Melda cast her a more pitiful glance. "But you have no other way, Ms. Gerthel. That area is not guarded and I know the entrance to the tunnel.""What else could I do? If only I have wings, it will just be easy," Gerthel muttered with gloominess overwhelming her face.Melda looked at her sadly too and shook her head. "If only I am a dragon, I will help you. Unfortunately, like you, I am just a weak human, who was brought here as a maid." When Melda left her, Gerthel was drowned in uneasiness. "Boss Dar, I am sorry," she whispered while her tears started to fall again. How she misses him but thinking about him spending many nights in Draga's bed, she wanted to curse both of them. Meanwhile, in a large rock villa nearby the castle, a man has been at his peak of anger."What? The King brought a woman with him?" he asked with his voice oozing
IStill looking intensely at Gerthel, the Duke grabbed her chin and with squinting eyes, he stated, “You answer whenever a Duke is asking you a question, young and pretty, woman,” he then said and smiled at her sexily. Gerthel was stupefied.“Err, apology, Duke. I am still dazed for being brought here without my consent. I do not even know where am I,” she replied, stammering after regaining her senses.The Duke’s right eyebrow lifted, with a sudden glint of surprise. “What do you mean? Did someone force you to come here? Who brought you here?”“Yes, but not someone but something. A flying creature snatched me and brought me here,” she retorted, correcting him.“I see.” He nodded gently while looking at her. He seemed to have found her answer better as he even smiled widely.“I know you are the Duke here, but … but will you help me escape from here? I don’t want to be an offered sacrifice to the King, who I learned to be a fearful beast,” Gerthel said in a whispering tone, afraid that
IInside his room, Boss Dar is gritting his teeth in anger, not only because of the carelessness of his men, more so because of Gerthel's act of escaping. “I thought, we already had something special between each other, Gerthel. I never thought that all throughout this time, what was in your mind was to get away from me. Am I not that likable for you, Gerthel? Goddamit, only you rejected me like this!” he murmured with fists clenching. Boss Dar might not admit it, but not only that he felt insulted by what Gerthel did, but he also felt pain deep inside him. Something unusual happened to him, when he meet Gerthel, he knew it at the onset, although he ignored it, not wanting such a feeling to cloud his whole being. His other identity seems to be stronger when it comes to the aspect of loving and mating, and such aspect started controlling him when Gerthel arrives at his mansion. He tried to fight not to let that other part of him, control him, especially his heart but was not successf
IRunning out of the room of the Mafia Lord, Draga could not contain clenching her teeth out of anger. She was offended and felt like a rug, which was thrown after being used. “How dare he do this to me?” she hissed and closed the door of her room with a bang as she reached it.While inside his room, Boss Dar was confused. He needs an heir but he let the chance to have an heir through Draga just a moment ago. Something seems to be missing after his wild encounter with Draga. He felt nothing, no satisfaction, and he knew very well why.Boss Dar got up suddenly and then got out of his room. He walked toward the room of Gab.“Gab, I will be away for a while. I need to return to my place again. It is necessary,” he said to his right-hand man when the latter opened his room door when he knocked.“Be careful, Boss Dar, and be safe. I will keep everything in order here. What happened to Gerthel, will not happen here again. And, my apologies again for what happened, Boss,” Mr. Gab said with m