Public Lavatory

Emily gritted her teeth as she clasped her dress. She earlier thought the Lord would not buy the idea of going to the bonfire and instead follow her. She knew not to disobey him because, in terms of status, he was on par with her father. Though Tobias was younger, he was a Lord.

"Yes. I can't stand the sight of these commoners," Emily replied in a pissed-off tone. "Lead the way to the fanciest bar"

"Steve, we might not meet after this. Make sure she reaches the palace safely and I will do the same for Princess Amelia here"

Bowing his head, Steve began walking while Emily followed. Tearing her eyes away from them, Amelia turned to Tobias,

"Do you know any public lavatory? I need to make use of it?"

Tobias' brows furrowed before answering,

"Public lavatory? Aren't you scared of malady?"

Amelia chuckled lightly.

"Not that. I only need to adjust the corset. I'm having difficulty in breathing. Hopefully, I'll find someone who'll help me with it"

Tobias' nodded and they began to walk away from there.

The public Lavatory was located not too far from where they were. The building was painted in ash and people went in and out. Stepping into the building, a brunette with the kindest smile Amelia had seen that evening welcomed them.

"Good evening Sir and Ma. How may I help you?" the woman asked in a sweet voice.

"I need to adjust my corset in a private place," Amelia took the lead to speak. "How much would that cost?"

"A silver coin only, Ma'am"

Amelia brought out the single coin and handed it to the woman.

"Come with me"

Amelia turned to Tobias who gave her a nod before joining the woman.

The building looked big from the outside, but on the inside, it was smaller. They passed through a hallway that had candles on either side. Surprisingly, this place was quiet, far quiet than Amelia expected it to be. Shuffling the keys in her hand, the woman stopped at a door and opened it for Amelia.

"Feel at ease," said the woman before leaving Amelia on her own. Amelia stepped into the room which looked as bright as morning due to the chandelier hanging on the ceiling.

The room was very wide and the walls seemed like they have been made from gold itself. Mirrors and washbasins were mounted on the walls till the very end of the room. The room was majestic.

Amelia made her way to the nearest washbasin. Twisting the faucet to the right, it drizzled out water which Amelia used to wash her face. She gasped not expecting the water to be cold. Looking at the mirror in front of her, she looked back at herself and sighed.

The door creaked open and a man who smelt of strong alcohol made his way in.

"What do w..we..have..have.. Here?"

Amelia turned surprised, not expecting anyone here. At least not a man.

"What are you doing here?" She retorted taking a step back. The man had a disheveled brown hair and dark eyes that stared back at her. He staggered closer to her while Amelia took three steps back. She wondered if today was a cursed day. First, the three men in the woods who chased her, and now this.

"The owner of this place isn't here. You should leave," suggested Amelia, only for the man to give her a sultry smile.

"Good treat. Let's be quick. Trust me, this won't take long," he assured her.

Amelia frowned not understanding what he meant.

"What are you talking about? You're definitely drunk. You should go to bed," Amelia said before letting out a nervous chuckle.

"Drunk? That'll only make it sweeter. I'll be rougher and..," the man stopped for a moment before licking his lips while Amelia continued to take steps backward.

"Don't worry. I'll just lick you, I'm in the mood to taste something nice"

Amelia's frown deepened. To her, the man was speaking in strange languages because she couldn't understand.

"Leave, now," Amelia raised her voice a little higher which made the man smile.

"I love that you have a good voice for screaming. Only turns me on more"

He covered up their distance while his hands slipped to hold Amelia's waist.

SLAP!

"I do not want to hit you anymore, leave before I do," warned Amelia. The man tasted a metallic substance in his mouth and this fueled him. With a push, Amelia's legs twisted and she fell to the floor.

"I'm warning, do not get any closer"

Behaving deaf, the man crept closer while Amelia crawled on the ground. She wished she had her heels to hit his nose.

He moves his hands to hold her leg and stop her from crawling. He got on top of her and Amelia struggled.

"I told you I'll be quick. Stop making things difficult"

Seeing there was no way out and the man overpowered her in terms of strength, Amelia decided to self-defend herself. She ran her nails harshly on his face which made the man yell.

"YOU BITCH.."

His hold on her weakened and she took the opportunity to run out of the room only for her to bump into somebody at the door.

"Excuse me, I heard something so I decided to check," the girl at the door said to a panicking Amelia. "Is there a problem?"

Amelia looked at the girl in front of her who looked similar to the owner of the place. Just that this one looked younger and her brown hair wasn't tied into a bun, instead, it was let down.

"Yes. This man in here, he tried to assault me"

The lady at the door took a peep inside the room and saw the man whose face was contoured in pain. Blood also dripped down gently and the lady shook her head in pity.

"Let me in, I will speak to him"

Amelia stepped aside and watched the lady walk to the man. The lady held him by the collar and pulled him up.

"Must you always fool yourself around? I covered up for you the last time, I won't this time," the lady spoke in annoyance. "Mother must hear what you tried to do today?"

Mother? Amelia questioned herself. Could it be that they were related?

"I.. I only..wa-wanted to lick"

"Maybe I should speak to mother to cut out your tongue. Better still, I should do it myself one of these days," said the lady calmly with a wicked smile on her face. "Run along, you woman lover"

Grunting, the boy left his sister's grip and walked out of the room leaving Amelia and the lady alone.

"I can see he didn't touch you. That's my brother, and he's drunk. Always drunk," the lady spoke as she approached Amelia. "I'm Agatha Ernesto, daughter to the keeper of this place"

Amelia's thoughts became confirmed. With a slight hesitation, Amelia replied,

"Amelia. Your brother needs some thorough spanking"

Agatha gave a sweet smile to Amelia.

"He does. Do you need help with anything?"

Amelia wondered if to tell Agatha. The girl seemed nice and had saved her from the lunatic.

"I just needed to adjust my corset. I have difficulty in breathing"

"Very well. Turn around"