Chapter 9 of chapter 3 The revelation of pains

Narrator Pov.....

She was kept in the one of the darkest part in the dungeon since the mansion was filled with different dungeon, it was hard to tell where she actually is. 

The cell she was locked in was nice and well arrange and it feel so homey but she wasn't satisfied. Even the Duke was angry with her for what she had done. Yet  he still choose to treat her nice that the nice he can go. 

Despite the fact she was kept on a dungeon, she was still treated nice. But her eagle would never see that..

She clenched her fist on the soft couch prepared in the room. She bite on lips  and smiled devilishly when something flashed into her mind. She haven't given up, never would she give in that easily. 

She's the one that belongs to him and no one else! Absolutely no one ! She had prepare for this all her life since she step into the mansion. She had seen the opportunity to gained back all she had lost years back. She can't afford to let it go just for a common black maid. Who's know nothing about the Duke! She had been with him for years now! 

She had stuck with him and he had feed on her blood to survived! After all she had done to please to keep him closer to herself, he just wants to throw all that away? 

"Ahhhh" she laughed foolishly, like she had lost her senses. 

Just at that moment, there was a kicked on the door. "Milady" she heard a voice of a guard man. 

She sit up and composed herself well. "come in" she granted the man permission. 

The man stand in with head bowed. 

"What do you want?" She asked, delicately with hands folded on her lap. 

"Your request had been done" the man said head still on the floor. She smiled, feeling more better. "Good" she replied with a lovely smile cupped up on her lips. 

"Have the Duke or Marcus noticed?" She asked, never disposition her sitting position, her face was facing the grey painted wall. 

"No one milady" the man said. 

The more her smile widened on her lips lovely and charming. She was really enjoying this moment. The Duke and Marcus thought they've won, she smirked, No, the game is just started. 

This would be fun and sweet to played on.

"Where is my meal?" She asked next. 

"Outside milady".

"What is my meal doing outside when I'm here inside! You idiot!" 

Immediately the man went on his kneel. "Please milady don't be angry" 

"Really? I shouldn't be angry. Do you want me to tell the Duke you're not treating his special mistress well. You know if I do, your head will be next on spear" 

"My sincerely apology, I don't want to died. I have wife and children. Please spear my life" the man plead. 

This brings the joy she was looking for. She wants to be fear and respected fully like the goddess she seen herself. 

"Now get my food and tell the others to get the stuff done before the Duke or anyone noticed she was missing. Now, get the hell out my sight!" 

The meal was bought in by a maid, she bowed and pushed the meat tray close to where she sat, served her like a queen before she was dismissed. 

Elsie, who feed happily on the meal, smiled.

"Now, who's the fools milord?" 

She laughed devilishly as her voice echo in the room.

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The continunation of Elsie story. ...

Why is this happening to her, after all these years. She chose to run away from her after the deadly warning she had given to her in the past. She was the one insisting for her to come back? Why couldn't her remember her face. Is that how life had changed her looks that bad?. Since Mrs. Brett's keeps on insisting her to go with her, she agreed.

Mercy knows very well this is not good what if she never recognized her face, would her husband do the same? Her heart race to every thought that keeps on pumping on her head. 

After a long walk, they stop at a station place. She wonder why Mrs. Brett is tracking with her daughter when her husband is a well know wealthy man.

"Don't worry the carriage would soon be here anytime soon "  Mrs. Brett's said, bought out her handkerchief and wipe her face. Ever since the two kids hold on to each hands and never let go. Mercy smiled seeing this, she wished they can live as true brother and sister in the future.

As them waited for the carriage to come. Little Elsie loose her hand on with Matthew, and rub on her skin.

"Are you cold?" Matter asked, staring at her. 

"Yes," she answered, still rubbing her hands over and body to keep it warm. 

"Oh my goodness I think because you've stay outside for a long time that the reason you're cold" her mother fearfully said. She didn't want her daughter to get sick not in this weather, and what's keeping the carriage driver! 

Matthew pulled of his well not too clean coast for her. Warped it around her but his mother could say a word. The boy had done the deed already. 

"Milady I'm sincerely sorry for my boy stupid act. I'll take it off her" 

"No" Mrs Brett grabbed on her hands to stops her.  "You don't have to. As far my daughter is okay with it I'm" she said, smiling at her..

Mercy stared at the children and seen they were okay with each other. 

"Thank you" little Elsie said shyly, covering her face on the dirty coast. "You're welcome milady"  Matthew replied, feeling also shyly with his actions. 

"What about you can you manage? The weather is cold. Very cold" Mrs Brett said, looking worried at the boy. 

"Don't worry Madam I can manage before the carriage comes back" 

Mrs Brett smiled, what a brave little boy he's.. Mrs Brett thought. 

Mercy wonder what type of son she had, he even sacrifice his coast for her. He barely know her or nothing about her. Yet he showered her with cares and love.. she was please. Well please with her son..

Not that long, the carriage finally arrived. Mrs. Brett was so anger with the driver. How could he keep them more then the time. 

She brutally anger, she wanted to scolded and yelled that hell to the man but Mercy begged on his behalf to calmed down Mrs. Brett.

"Please Milady pardon him. Maybe the reason he might be late was because of the distance" Mercy tried to explain more to her.

She sighed and let it go. "If not because of my new friend I would have thrown you on the street!" 

"I'm sorry milady. My sincerely apologize" he said and dowed down his head. 

"Whatever"she rolls her eyes. "Get in children" alarmed Mrs. Brett. The kids couldn't wait for more as they happily jump in carriage with the support of Lady Mercy. 

"Thank you so much milady" Mercy said to Mrs Brett and bowed. She was grateful the way she treated her and her son, called her a friend, that really please her heart. That's how they were before that bastard ruined every relationship between them..

She knows Mrs Brett had a good heart and she isn't just like some of the white. She was kind and sweet. Easy to relate to. 

"Come on in, you don't have to thank me that much. Okay?" Mrs Brett said and held her to support her in before the carriage start moving. 

Matthew, who haven't ride on a carriage before,. Stick out his head from the tiny widow. Enjoying the view and wind blowing his face. He felt so much alive.

He had watch the wealth people entered carriage with their children and he never get to. He always dream of some day, he would enter a carriage and felt a like king that one of his dream when he grow up. 

Buy a fancy carriage for his mother that would carried her everywhere she wants to. 

"Matter, would you stop that. That's so improper " 

"Oh please Mercy, leave the boy alone to enjoyed himself. I'm not complaining that's how kids behave" Mrs. Brett said in amusement. She never see what the boy was wrong. It better for the to leave to enjoyed their time instead of been locked and told what to do.. 

"Thank you so much madam, this is my first time to be in a carriage. I have always dreamed of buying mother one someday when I grow up"

"Oh really?" Mrs Brett asked amusing an the boy nodded quietly. "That great" she exclaimed.

"Matthew, what about me? Would you buy me a carriage too?" Little Elsie asked, who was sitting close to her mother on the opposite side. 

"Of course I'll"

"Please, shifted I also want to view" 

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Sorry for the late update. I was quiet busy in this month. I'm sorry, I promise to meet up with the updating. Thank so much for reading my book.