Chapter (72): I just want her to be happy

The valet man bowed and left promptly. The Lord of Greenwood was in this house, the man that people loved to meet in person but thinking that butcher McCain was his friend terrified the young man.

"Please follow me to the dining hall, it is breakfast time."

Invited Elenore.

"That's a pleasure, Mrs. Black."

Lisa stated, helping the younglings beside her to get down the stairs.

"Your father is here, Lucas!"

Directed Lisa.

"I know, I am going to him after helping my sister."

Lisa and Luna both smiled. He couldn't be brought up better than this. The small creature was already rare and adorable.

Barbara led Elizabeth to the chamber that Elenore mentioned. She closed the door, walking to Elizabeth with a readable face.

Elizabeth carefully put her satchel on the bed and answered the questions in her mind, "I achieved the cure! We must wait until the moon rises."

Barbara blushed out of enjoyment, her tears rolled out of her eyes, she paced her moves and flashed to the bathroom.

"Yes, we must rush and get back to Riva mansion."

There, she went to the bathroom where the stone bathtub was. She poured half of the cold water inside, which was already inside a big copper pitcher. It was a small place with a bath, a table for bathing supplies, a small round mirror was hung on the wall, and the hanger that held their towels. This mansion wasn't as big as the Greenwood mansion nor Riva mansion but it was warm and pleasant. The interior design was classic with dark velvet curtains, and mostly wood-worked art.

Someone knocked on the door, "I brought the hot water and clean dresses."

"Please put it there, I will pick it." Replied Barbara as she heard the maid's voice.

She hurried out and saw Elizabeth who was undressing. She opened the door and brought the carriage inside.

Elizabeth went inside the bathroom after Barbara and watched her pouring a bit of the hot water inside the bath. She then mixed the remaining water in the pitcher. Elizabeth touched the scratches on her arm and the one that was under her left breast. She hoped that they didn't leave scars because of her bad healing process.

"Get in, milady."

Barbara told her, rolling her sleeves up. Those clung strands of her hairs needed tend to be clean of gore.

Elizabeth stepped inside the water, it inserted her soles a burning tickling. She pinned her hair up with a hairpin that was on the edge of the bath. She didn't mind who it belonged to!

Barbara dove her hand inside the water, she poured a bit of soap powder that was inside a bowl, swirling the water. She was delighted that Elizabeth didn't growl about that she could accomplish it all on her own. It meant that she accepted the aid people sought was necessary sometimes and she shouldn't be strict toward everything. But those bruises ached her heart.

"Did the imps attack you?"

She asked when the bubbles popped out.

"How do you know? Did they tell you about the imps?"

She meant uncle Miguel but doubted if he did because they could become anxious which was dangerous for Lisa and Luna.

"All of Greenwood know about them..."

"Barbara," Elizabeth gazed up into her eyes, those fierce eyes were threatening that Barbara must tell her everything.

"Yes, milady!" Her voice was shaking in distress.

"The prince snatched my sister for a dance from Maxwell, but you didn't say why Elenore saved them? Tell me, what had happened last night?"

Barbara had no other choice, if not she told her, this girl would choose another way. She picked the sponge and held Elizabeth's hand, she notified her about everything, especially how Reynolds goofed Luna's happiness.

Elizabeth clenched her fist inside the water. Her scratches were burning but not as much as her heart.

"Now, you tell me, by the way where is your hairpin?"

"The faerie asked for an exchange."

Barbara nodded, it was a fair deal despite it being a gift yet was valuable. The fairies loved silver and gems.

"Yes, we got attacked by the imps, one of them trapped us before Phola and the others came to the village! They killed a man."

Barbara stopped, as Elizabeth's hand rested on hers. The woman's hand was shaking in terror.

"I clean my body! Help me with my hair! The scent of blood is annoying me."

Barbara eagerly obeyed and unpinned her hair, picked the brush, and began to comb her hair gently.

"May he rest in peace."

Elizabeth wished so, like what Barbara believed but the face of his wife wailing for him was displayed in front of his eyes over and over.

"Where are the knights?"

She poured water as the dried pieces sprinkled down to the water.

"They left, they were heading to Bolingtone to report the case."

"What is your opinion about the prince? Margaret says that he is not like what he was brought up for."

"You mean a murderer?"

Asked Elizabeth, her soulless accent made the woman peering at her for a moment.

"I don't know."

She frowned, Elizabeth had changed! What had occurred in that village changed her! She hardly spoke words now, unlike before that she used to let out the words that were strolling in her mind.

"A murderer is a murderer! They have hearts and they had to choose to kill, it doesn't matter who's lands' people they kill. To me, they are still murderers. Today they might become friends, tomorrow can be enemies. They just follow the orders and don't mind the conclusion. They must keep their distance far from our family because we can't be like them, we can't company them in their path and become like them, we can't corporate in their sins, dirty hands that hold blood." She was speaking smoothly, no emotion could have been sensed in her voice.

Barbara cleaned her hair while Elizabeth finished washing her body. Barbara couldn't understand what she meant, but certainly, something had bothered her so much.