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After rearranging my belongings and verbally berating Atlas a few hundred times in my head, I exited the room where he had been waiting for me to come back.When I was wearing the maid uniform, I felt a little strange, but when I changed into these clothing, I felt even more out of place. I was only a goddamned maid at this place.After observing me for a short while, he smiled briefly, but it was short-lived. "Let's go." He didn't care about anything at all. How could he act in such a careless manner?I began to speak, hesitatingly, just as he was about to take the next step forward. " To everyone else, it'll be strange to see the maids dressed up like that."He held my gaze and nodded gently. " You are absolutely right, it would be really strange to see a maid in these attire."At least his thick skull contains a few semblances of common reason. "I believe I need to change." I gave him a friendly grin and turned my back on him, but he grabbed my hand."What exactly is it that's talk
It had been close to a quarter of an hour already. He continued to speak to them in a very calm manner, and with his eyes cast downward, he would frequently steal glances at me that caused shivers to run down my spine.I was concerned that he might have looked into my identification already. The individuals with whom he was conversing appeared to be more human-like. In the human world, of course, I also possessed an identity of my own.What if he already knows that information about it? I didn't give a damn about myself, but if I got caught, it would mean that the quest for my mother was a bust. I brought my palm up to my lips and started biting down on my fingernails with my teeth in an effort to calm my racing heart and steady my nerves. I kept my eyes fixated on the ground as the various possibilities of my pointless thoughts continued to torment me."Why do you have that look on your face?"When I looked up to the source of the male voice, I nearly jumped when I saw Alpha Atlas.
vvInside his bedroom, Atlas pushed me in the direction of his closest room, which had a design that was identical to that of his fiancee's room. One key distinction was that, rather than women's clothing, only men's was available."Why am I in this place?" I looked over to Atlas, who was grinning broadly in the reflection of the mirror that was next to me."Of course, to choose what I'm going to wear." He responded before grabbing my hand and leading me to the various closets in the room."I apologize for bothering you with this question, but do you not have a personal stylist... or fashion designer?" I inquired, and without making a fuss, he opened the cupboard door for me to look inside.After that, he positioned his arms in a cross over his chest. "I have a fashion designer. However, he does not have sufficient time to select outfits for me on a daily basis. It is up to you to do it.""Great." I complimented the clothes in the closet while simultaneously running my hand over them.
The dining area he was referring to was actually another enormous hall. A table that was approximately twenty feet in length was put up and was flanked on either side by dozens of chairs fit for a king. An elderly lady and two guys were sitting in the three chairs that were taken up by them.I bowed to them as I entered the room and sat down for breakfast with Atlas. It is likely that Atlas' mother was the elderly woman. She had his eyes and his nose, and she appeared to be quite threatening, just like he and Ryder had informed me.The younger of the two males was the one that I was familiar with. It turned out that he was the Alex who I had talked to earlier in the grand hall. And the other one was elderly; it must have been a member of their family. He wore a dark coat and had the same hairdo as Atlas, which added to his already striking good looks."She is... the maid everyone seems to be talking about, isn't she?" As soon as the woman recognized me, she started a conversation with
Kate didn't even look at me when Atlas put a piece of bread on my plate from his own.. "I am sick of eating the same stuff over and over again. Pick something that sounds good to you from the lunch menu.""Pick something that I like better? Oh, you won't enjoy that at all." I gave an uneasy smile and voiced my disagreement in a nice manner. He intended to infuriate the other individuals or put them in an unpleasant position by his actions.After slicing the omelet, he shoved a chunk in his mouth and shrugged his shoulders. "Who could say? It's possible that I really like that.""Okay. I will see to it." I did not want to get into an argument. Arguing with him was a waste of time and something only a fool would do."Why do I get the impression that you are interested in this maid that you have?" His fiancée inquired, but she did not show any sign of respect. It was clear that they were going through some difficulties.She did not have the authority to speak against him, which is why sh
"What exactly are you ruminating on?" When I heard Ryder's voice, I was standing in the large hall beside the stream, and I saw him coming toward me.When I first heard what Polina had to say, my mind started to get overly foggy, and the large amount of confusion made me feel exhausted. In addition to that, the presence of Atlas was making things significantly worse. Therefore, after asking him, I went outdoors to obtain some oxygen and some sunshine. It was a huge burden lifted to see Ryder. The most important thing for me right now was to see and talk to him."From what I've heard, lycans don't have the same capacity for smell as werewolves." As I did so, I cast a quick peek in his direction.Ryder was standing close by and he gave me a nod. "Lycans are actually more strong than werewolves, but we, as Lycans, lack the same sniffing sense as werewolves do. This is our one and only weakness. So, um, yeah... that's the truth.""Do you think that won't have any effect on the plan we've
"What does he generally like to eat?" I asked the castle's chef. I didn't try to avoid it because it was my responsibility to decide what he would have for lunch, but I did let the chore go undone and it became behind schedule."In general, he prefers meat from spicier deer." The cook responded while he was wearing the apron that was reserved for the kitchen. Her gorgeous pair of brown eyes were hidden by a pair of puffy bags under her eyes, giving the impression that she was quite exhausted. She was not even thirty, and she might have been twenty-five or even younger at the time."Do you have beef in the fridge?" After catching a sight of the enormous fireplace that was behind her, I answered the question with a more gentle tone in both my heart and my voice.There was a nod from her. "Yes. Kindly take note that there should not be fewer than three different dishes available for each meal." These barbaric individuals were well-versed in the art of inflicting cruelties on the defensel
I almost forgot about the accident that happened last night. The events of the morning transpired so swiftly and magically that I was completely unaware of the itchiness that was spreading across my brain. But all of a sudden, the pain became much severe. Atlas was correct; I required some shut-eye.I then made my way back to the room that was located in the servant quarters. The room was extremely cramped but was immaculately clean. It didn't matter to me how little the room was since as soon as I walked in, I got into bed and attempted to relax.But my mind didn't let me relax at all. I was only able to rest for a little while before the ideas began to crowd my mind. Today, right before I entered the room, my mother was removed from her bedroom by medical personnel. How come everything fell into place at the perfect moment? It's possible that the fact that Ryder and Julie were away is the explanation. But despite this, everything appeared strange and disorganized.Those who came to