: crisis

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The next day, I saw the girl yesterday, and I was relieved. It seemed that Sanatus didn't do anything to her. I took the initiative to talk to her and learned that she was named Anna and lived in a nearby village because she was too poor to come to the Countess's house to work.
I quickly became familiar with those maids, but I never heard about Dora. Could she have been locked up? Or haven't you been here yet? It seems that I have to explore the castle at night when I have a chance. However, I don't want to meet that millennium goblin again. Although he is very handsome, but I am a human being, I don't want to become a vampire who lives by sucking blood like him. Oh, when I think about it, I'm standing upright.
The master Seth disappeared after using breakfast early in the morning. I naturally still have to do what the maid should do, and obediently go to Seth's room to clean. As soon as I entered the room, a depressing sensation came, and the dull light made me depressed. I walked to the window sill and opened the velvet curtains. The sunlight filled the room, warm and bright, so good. However, there seemed to be something missing in the room. I looked towards the garden under the castle with a typical Baroque style. The bright sultry roses and roses were like a red sea in full bloom. So I hurried downstairs and picked a large handful of red roses and inserted them in the white crystal vase in his room.
Sunlight, flowers, and now his room looks much more comfortable. While I was fiddling with the flowers carefully, I only heard an angry voice from behind: "Who allowed you to do this!" Before I could turn around, I saw a white figure rushing over quickly, grabbing with one hand The rose was thrown out of the window sill.
It was Seth, and his usual calm purple eyes were mixed with a complex look, not only anger, but also a lot of unclear emotions.
"You bleed..." I looked at his blood pierced by the rose. Perhaps because of too much force, several spikes plunged deep into his palm.
"It doesn't matter, you go out." He resumed his usual cold expression.
"Fool, you have a thorn in your palm. If you don't remove it in time, will you be inflamed? Don't lose your temper now!" I couldn't help but say he grabbed his hand and helped him pull the thorn into it.
There was a trace of surprise on his face, and he wanted to shrink his hand. As soon as I tried hard, I glared at him again. He looked at me, but he didn't resist anymore.
"Don't move, it'll be fine soon." I finally pulled out the last thorn and wiped his hands with clean water. Why did he hate roses like this? Does he want to see these flowers all day long by pulling the curtains? why? These are the most beautiful and red roses I have ever seen. Wait, the most beautiful and red roses? Reminiscent of the tragedy of this castle, a chill came into my heart, a horrifying thought flashed through my mind, could it be that these roses are below...
"Hidden." He suddenly called my name.
"what?"
"Do you think these roses are beautiful?"
"pretty."
"Do you know why I don't like it?"
"I think the young master doesn't like roses, but does not like what it reminds you of," I blurted.
His pupils shrank sharply, staring at me firmly, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Go out and pull up the curtains for me."
I pulled up the curtains and looked at Seth. His whole body was shrouded in dim light, as if it had become a statue in the castle. This boy must know something...
In a blink of an eye, I stayed here for three or four days. In addition to working in these days, there seems to be nothing unusual. The Countess didn't seem to pay any attention to me anymore, and that Sanatus didn't appear again, everything seemed calm. In the middle of the night I went to find the source of the horror legend, but I still had no idea.
Instead, he occasionally told a fairy tale to Andersen to listen to Tolco. As a result, the unintentional behavior caused another job now. Every night before Tolco went to bed, he told him stories until he fell asleep.
"...In the end, the ugly duckling finally found that he had become a white swan, and praise and pride replaced inferiority and ridicule."
"Hidden, the ugly duckling is so pitiful." Little Torco's wide blue eyes looked at me naively.
"Well, but in the end it still got happiness, didn't it?" I smiled and pulled his quilt for him. "It's time to sleep. If you're good, I'll tell you the story tomorrow."
He blinked his eyes again and said, "Hidden, can you give me a good night kiss?"
Ah, this kid, I froze for a moment, a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes. Perhaps, he just wanted to seek a little warmth. Thinking of this, I lowered my head and kissed gently on his forehead, saying, "Good night."
He closed his eyes and smiled contently, with a pure and transparent smile, "Hidden, I will kiss good night every day."
This smile touched my heart. It seems that not long ago, there was a teenager who smiled at me like this...
"Okay." I responded without thinking.
When I saw him entering his dreamland, I just got up, just turned around, but I was shocked to see a tall figure standing by the door. Looking closely, it was Seth. He gazed at Xiaotu gently, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.
"He likes your story very much." He whispered, his tone was rare and pleasant.
"It's just that the story is a story after all, the reality is cruel. One day, he will understand this." Seth's words quickly changed, coldly said.
"Then I can't agree with it. Even if the reality is cruel, the frustration and pain in life are inevitable, but you have to learn to step on them. Only then can the ugly duckling become a white swan, don't I? Said with his eyes.
His violet eyes dimmed, he said nothing, and turned away.
When I saw him leave, I was about to go back. As soon as I walked out of the door of Xiaotuo, I saw the fat butler quickly walked over and said, "Hidden, you really are here. The countess asked you to go and serve her immediately."
Suddenly my heart jumped for a beat, and a terrible shot of the countess bathing in blood immediately appeared in my mind. No, no, this countess wanted to bleed my blood so soon?
However, maybe this way she will know her secret place...
I nodded and followed the fat butler.
Walking through the spacious hall, the fat butler asked me to wait for her here first. I looked around, and the hall was empty and frighteningly quiet. Under the dim light, my own shadow was stretched long against the wall, swaying, revealing a bit of weirdness. I imagined what might happen in a moment, my palms were slightly sweating...
Suddenly there were two more shadows on the wall, but the housekeeper led the Countess, and she had put on a simple red robe, red like blood.
"Hire Countess." I saluted her.
She nodded her head, smiled like a flower, her eyes were fixed on my face and neck, her eyes were very excited, so exciting-it was shocking.
I think she is excited about trying new blood, right?
I clenched my hands, and my heart seemed to beat faster and faster.
She gestured to the housekeeper. The housekeeper nodded and walked a few steps forward. While I was waiting for her next move, a cold voice suddenly came from behind me.
"Mother, where did you take my maid so late?" I turned around in amazement, and Seth stood behind us expressionlessly.
"Oh, yes, I just want her to serve me in the shower." The countess smiled unhurriedly.
"Mother, don't you forget, she is my maid." Seth stepped forward, still staring at his wife.
"Master Seth, I am free now. If my wife needs me, I think it should be okay." Although I am a little grateful for his presence here, but at the same time I want to know the secret place of the countess, I really don't want to be disturbed like this. Yellow.
There was a flash of anger in his eyes, and he quickly walked over and grabbed my wrist and said, "When will there be a point for you to intervene here! Give me over!" He dragged me over and pulled me over .
"Mother, she hasn't finished her business yet. I think you'll find another person tonight." He said, while pinching my wrist fiercely. It hurts. I can't see his strength.
"In that case, forget it." A count of disappointment flashed in the countess's eyes, but the corner of her mouth still had an elegant smile.
"My mother, good night." He also saluted gracefully, pulled me around and left.
"Release me or not, my hand hurts." I complained and tried to break his hand.
He didn't take care of me. He kept pulling me into his room, closing the door with his backhand, and slammed me to the ground. "Ouch, you won't lightly!" I rubbed the important part of the pain and glared at him.
"You sleep here tonight." He suddenly said such a word.
"Ah?" My mouth twitched again, sleeping here? Please, I am very cranky...
"why?"
"Don't ask why, I am your master, this is a command, you just have to obey. From now on, you have to be within my line of sight at any time, on call, understand?" Although his tone was cold, I But he felt a hint of warmth. He did so, maybe he wanted to protect me.
"Understood, then, where do I sleep?" I smiled.
He glanced at me, and a slight smile suddenly flashed in his purple eyes, pointing to the ground, and said: "Of course it is here." Seeing me with a disgruntled look, he said: "Or, go to bed- Go to bed with me, I don’t mind if you are happy."
"I still sleep on the ground." I quickly made a wise choice.
As if he knew the answer, he gently raised his lips and walked to his bed.
Tonight, I am afraid that it is difficult for me to fall asleep...