The Closet of Shame

She took a deep breath. She tried to calm herself down, as she did not want to lose her dignity and grace. She was a noble lady, after all, and she had to act accordingly in any situation. She decided to ignore the rope for now, as it was pointless to chase him anyway. She believed that he was still trapped in the fortress, and he could not escape.

She felt a little bit calmer, and she started to pick up the pieces of underwear one by one with dull eyes. She did not care about the colors or designs of the fabric, as she was still seething and embarrassed by what he had done. She just wanted to tidy up the mess and forget about him. Until she reached the closet and saw what he had left behind.

The closet was a large wooden furniture, 5-meter wide, that stored clothes and other things. It had a sliding door that only revealed half of the contents at a time, either the right or the left side. This was a popular design among the Kisesh aristocrats, as it gave them a sense of mystery and elegance to their wardrobes, and also saved them some space in their rooms.

There was an unwritten rule in Kisesh and most of the kingdom that used this design. If a noble allowed a guest to peek into their closet, the guest could only open the right side, which had mostly dresses for display, undergarments and some accessories. These were the items that the nobles wanted to show off to their visitors, as they reflected their wealth and taste, and also served as a way of impressing or intimidating them.

The left side, on the other hand, was for the close friends and associates, having items that were personal, like lingerie, jewelry, safe boxes, and hidden compartments. These were the items that the nobles wanted to keep secret from curious eyes, as they contained their most precious and intimate belongings.

It was more appropriate to say it was a wardrobe but Moriarty did not know the fancy term that the nobles used for this furniture. He just called it a closet. He did not care about the etiquette or customs of the nobility, as he had no respect for them. He only cared about his own survival and freedom.

Unknowingly, Moriarty had opened the right side of the closet when the lady told him to choose some clothes for himself. This made the lady think that Moriarty had some sense of decency and manners. She also knew from the report that Moriarty had worked as a cleaner in an aristocrat's castle.

What the report did not mention, however, was that he had only cleaned the basement. He had never seen or touched the clothes of a noble before, let alone a lady's closet.

She stopped picking up the underwear on the floor, and gazed blankly at a box that was hidden inside the left side of the closet. She felt a mix of curiosity and confusion as she reached for the box.

She knelt down and sat dejectedly on the floor. In a low voice, she said to herself, "So… my innocent cute sister has these kinds of things in her possession…"

In the box was a collection of lewd toys that were commonly used in brothels and inns. One would not expect that a pure lady like her sister would have such daring things.

'Sen-sen is more adventurous than me…' she muttered with a red face, feeling embarrassed by her sister's boldness. Her ears were so red like cherries that anyone who saw her would think she was ill. She was shocked and ashamed that her sister owned something that she always avoided like the plague.

She couldn't believe that her sister had such a side to her, 'How did she use these… things…?' Her thoughts raced in different directions, imagining how her sister played with the toys, making her blush even more. She heard moans in her mind that matched the mood of her fantasies.

She looked adorable and fragile, with a mix of embarrassment and anger from before. Moriarty would definitely want to see her like that.

She fantasized for half an hour, until her expression turned to rage. She realized that a man had touched her sister indirectly.

But she didn't know what to do, since her sister would come back in the afternoon. She didn't know how to explain to her sister what had happened to her clothes, room and items, let alone the discovery of her toys. She also wanted to catch Moriarty immediately and make him pay for what he did. She was torn between confronting her sister or chasing after Moriarty.

She paused for a moment, thinking deeply about her next move. After a while of pondering, she smirked and laughed evilly. "HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH!"

Her laughter echoed in the room, sounding sinister and maniacal. If Moriarty saw this, he would think that the lady had gone mad to make that kind of villainous laugh.

She had a wicked idea on how to use her sister to teach Moriarty a lesson. A lesson that he would never forget, and that would make him regret ever crossing her.

She continued to gather the underwear in one place, picking up a few from the front of the closet, without looking inside as she saw that everything on the left of the closet was ransacked. She didn't want her sister to wear them anymore as they were filthy in her eyes. They were tainted with Moriarty's touch, and she couldn't stand the sight of them.

She also brought the crafted rope that was on the balcony as it would interfere with her plan and placed it along with the underwear.

She reached into her dress and took out something that was strapped on her leg, hidden from plain sight. It was a small rectangular device, about the size of a deck of cards. It was made of an unknown material, smooth and shiny, with a metallic sheen. It had a transparent lid that revealed several tiny compartments inside. Each compartment contained a different kind of pill, color-coded and labeled with symbols.