chapter 63: Rainy Nights and Changing Ways

The night was drenched in sorrow as relentless raindrops cascaded from the charcoal sky, tapping on the windowpane with a haunting rhythm. Each droplet fell with deliberate slowness, as if time itself had slowed, intensifying the suspense that hung in the air. The rain whispered mournfully against the glass, its melancholic melody filling the room with a sense of impending doom. The downpour veiled the world outside in a misty shroud, distorting shapes and shadows and heightening the unease that gripped my heart. It was a rain that stirred the deepest fears and conjured unsettling possibilities, leaving an unsettling silence in its wake.

I couldn't help but think about Lily and how it had been exactly one month since we last saw each other. It was torture not being able to see her, but I knew it was for the best. She was safer with the Heaven's Guerrillas, and I was trying my best to prove myself to her and to everyone else.

While I was lost in thought, I heard a knock on my door. It was a maid who brought my dinner.

Good evening. Thank you for bringing my dinner. I appreciate your assistance.

"You're welcome, sir," she replied with a cheerful smile. "it's my pleasure to serve you."

I couldn't help but notice something different in her demeanor, a subtle but noticeable spark of joy that I hadn't seen in her before.

You seem different today, more cheerful than usual. Is there something on your mind? I asked curiously.

"Well, if I may be so bold, I think I've noticed a change in the way you treat us. You appear more respectful of our feelings and show real consideration when dealing with us, which is a great improvement," she said with enthusiasm and a voice of kindness.

Truly? I'm glad to hear that. It's important to me that everyone feels valued and respected. I've been giving some thought to my actions and have realized the need for positive adjustments.

"It's a great improvement, sir," she said sincerely. "We all appreciate being treated as individuals rather than just objects of desire. It makes our work more meaningful."

I'm genuinely grateful to hear you say that, and I'm committed to maintaining this positive approach. I want to create an atmosphere of harmony where everyone feels appreciated and supported.

"And you're succeeding, sir," she said, beaming with admiration. "Your efforts haven't gone unnoticed, and they've had a noticeable impact on our morale. Thank you for making these changes."

I felt a rush of gratitude hearing your words. It encouraged me to continue striving for better interactions and a more inclusive environment. If there's anything else I can do to enhance your experience, please don't hesitate to tell me.

"Your willingness to listen and strive for a better environment is more than enough for us, sir,' she said earnestly, her eyes gleaming with appreciation. 'We're all so grateful for the respect you've shown us."

I expressed gratitude to her, and she left, but not before flashing a smile that I hadn't noticed before. It was a smile of endorsement that made me feel satisfied internally. I was aware that the maids were content with the adjustments I had made. I no longer used them as objects of my desires and instead treated them with respect. Even though it was a minor change, it was a positive step forward.

As I ate my dinner, I couldn't help but think about the attack that was being planned on Rosemount. I knew that my family wasn't pleased with my change in behavior, and I feared for Lily and Arthur's safety.

I stood up from my chair and walked over to the window, watching as the rain continued to pour down. It was a metaphor for my life—a constant struggle to change and be better.

"Malachai, are you alright?" It was Olivia, my sister, and she had come into my room without even knocking.

"Yes, I'm fine," I replied, trying to hide my emotions.

"I overheard Father discussing his devious plans to launch yet another assault on Rosemount," Olivia whispered, her voice tinged with a mix of anticipation and mischief.

I clenched my fists, struggling to contain my growing frustration. "I'm well aware of his intentions, and I vehemently disagree," I replied, my voice filled with a hint of exasperation.

Olivia narrowed her eyes, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Oh, Malachai, I can see the turmoil within you. Could it be that your affections for the fair Lily of Rosemount are clouding your judgment?"

My heart raced, caught off guard by her perceptive accusation. "That's irrelevant, Olivia. This is about right and wrong, not my personal feelings."

She let out a playful laugh, a glimmer of mischief dancing in her eyes. "Ah, but isn't it fascinating how matters of the heart can blur our sense of reason? Perhaps your allegiance to Rosemount isn't as noble as you think."

I took a step closer, my voice laced with a mix of frustration and desperation. "You don't understand, Olivia. Lily is not just some ordinary maiden from Rosemount. She's different and special. She is brave, caring, courageous, and so much more. I can't stand idly by while our family brings chaos upon her peaceful town."

Olivia's expression softened momentarily, a flicker of understanding crossing her face. "Malachai, I can see the sincerity in your eyes, but you must realize the consequences of defying Father. He won't take kindly to betrayal."

I sighed, my resolve wavering but my love for Lily unwavering. "I know the risks, Olivia, but I cannot abandon my convictions. If it means standing against Father and protecting Lily, then so be it. Rosemount deserves a chance at peace."

Silence settled between us, and tension was thick in the air. Olivia studied me for a moment before finally nodding, a mix of worry and reluctant support in her gaze. "Very well, Malachai. I won't stand in your way. But remember, the path you've chosen is a treacherous one, and the consequences may be severe."

With a determined nod, I thanked Olivia for her understanding, knowing that the road ahead would be arduous and fraught with danger. Yet, fueled by my love for Lily and my unwavering belief in doing what was right, I braced myself to confront Father and protect Rosemount from his impending attack.