Chapter 81Walking into the Mansion with the Lord to where the sword was dropped.Beatrice picked up the sword."Are you ready?" The Lord asked, his lips raising to a smirk."I am. Are you ready as well?" She asked, a smile forming on her lips as she watched him.He nodded, picking up a plate that was on the other table."Your hand. Raise your hand Beatrice." He said, and she did as she was told.Picking up a spoon, he spooned out a little of the ash and placed it on her palm."How does it feel?" He asked, after a minute pass."It's hot... it's getting hot, so hot." She mumbled."Don't throw it. Leave it there for a while. Bear the pain." He mumbled."It hurts." Beatrice blinked, a tear leaving her eyes to rest on her cheek."So...little." The Lord whispered, raising his hand to clean the tear that left her eyes."It hurts and you're mocking me!" She glared at him.The Lord picked up the sword and placed in on her palm."Without dusting the Ashe, try to unsheathe the sword." The Lord