The memory flooded back, clear and vivid, justifying the hatred that Alpha.Dan housed towards me. That fateful night at my master's house when I had intervened to save a fellow maid from the clutches of a guest, it was him. I had pulled Alpha Dan, or rather, Danie, off her, and in a desperate fight to protect myself and my friend, I had struck him with a heavy candle holder filled with hot wax. He had been about to force himself onto her, and I knew that if I got him hard enough, he would be too distracted to face her. I had not meant to hurt him so badly, but the result had been so forceful that not only did it knock him unconscious but also stripped a nice chunk of his scalp bare, leaving behind an unsightl, ugly scar that would never allow hair to grow again. I would never intentionally hurt anyone, but he had been about to hurt her, and I wanted to defend her. Even now in my memory, she was not one of the nicer servants that was nice to me–she might not even have done the same
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