in a strange land

The tragic body

Her lips curved upwards_it looked like she was smiling but what she didn't know was if it was a sarcastic one or not.

Master Louis kept staring at her face and his heart was beating rapidly when she smiled. He realized she had a beautiful smile and it was appealing to him......

He removed the knot on the blanket, he threw the robe aside and pull the blanket away. He wanted to touch her body. The blanket flung off but his vision became blurring even before his eyes lay on the body beneath the blanket.

Before he could react, he felt pain in his sensitive spot.

Initially he was about to retaliate, but the attack has made him miss the opportunity due to the sharp pain in his sensitive spot.

His body became subconscious.

Everything happening was too fast and unexpected.

Master Louis twitched unconsciously and stopped moving. Throughout the entire ordeal, he only groan softly once and it was muffled beneath the blanket . His voice was soft so Asher assumed he won't be heard by anybody.

Asher pulled the blanket and wrapped herself, while looking at the dead master. The crazy guy had underestimated her power . She had done some planing in her mind and even calculated the best time to attack.

Master Louis was lying on floor with eyes wide opened.

Asher used the rest of the blanket to cover his body leaving only his eyes, making it look like he was fast asleep.

"My count" Asher heard a voice from outset, it was the two servant that left earlier.

She got up from where she was and hid at the bank of the door. When the servant waited and didn't get any response, one of them decided to go in and check what's wrong.

When he walked into the hall, Asher used one of the blanket to cover his face from the back, he struggled for breath untill he was choked to death.

When the other servant waited for a while and didn't get any response, he decided to go in too, Asher used the same method on him.

She exhaled and felt relieved. She cleaned up the place and left the hall.

The residence was solely was solely for count Louis to satisfy his s****l desire, so there were not many servants in there, so it was easy for her to leave the hall.

She was able to find only rags to put on since their belongings were destroy immediately they are sent to master Louis.

"The master has been killed"she heard someone shouting

It was too late! She has to run.

So she try to escape and ran away.

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It was raining heavily, and the part which Asher has taken,there was no sign of any building insight in which she can stay away from the rain.

She was weak ad was moving around with tatered clot she was able to find earlier. The downpour was becoming too heavy, and she was becoming too weak to continue walking. She looked around if she could find a place but still, there was no cave or house around.

Asher was cursing as she wasn't prepared for the downpour she felt more weak side, the thin muslin on her body was completely wet . The weather was chilly , the heavy downpour was preventing her from and she could not see the road properly. Besides the sky was too dark too, and and she didn't realize when she hit her foot against a stone and fell.

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The first sensation that brushed against Asher's consciousness was the indescribable weight of silence. It wrapped around her like a heavy fog, muffling any remnants of recollection. Slowly her eyelids flustered open , revealing a soft diffused light that filtered through a shroud of mist. She squinted against the brightness , the unfamiliar surroundings painting a picture of confusion and curiosity.

Her surrounding were unlike anything Asher has ever seen. She was lying on an intricately woven tapestry that sprawled across a floor of smooth polished wood, stained a deep, tranquil brown. The room was expansive , and every inch of it felt both welcoming and ominous. Tall, slender windows lined the walls, their panes adorned with swirling patterns reminiscent of oceans dance. As she turned her head, she noted the colors cast by morning light_pale violet mingling with hints of gold, draping the space in an ethereal glow.

Pushing herself to a sitting position, Asher surveyed her environment. The walls were decorated with paintings, each a vivid portrayed of landscape that seems to shift and change when she glance at them, evoking an unsettling sense of familiarity yet grounded in the surreal. A large ornate mirror announced itself on the opposite wall, it's frame an ancient gold leaf structure adorned with twisting vines creatures that appeared to be alive, writhing slightly as if responding to her awakening.

"Where are my ?" Asher murmured, her voice raspy as if it has been trapped in the void her subconsciousness for too long. No answer came, only the gentle rustle of what seem to be fabric in the distance.

She pushed the heavy velvet drapes aside and gasped involuntarily. The view infolded. Attempting to summon memories of how she had arrived in this place. Flashes of a life she didn't quite grasp flared behind her eyelids _she trying to run, heavy downpour, hitng her leg against the stone, falling to the ground. But the harder she focused, the more elusive the memories became. Like grains of sand shipping through her fingers .

"Oh you are awake"the voice sliced through the stillness, warm yet unsettling echoing through the air like a guitar string plucked at the perfect moment. She whirled around to find a figure waking towards her from the entrance of the room, framed by slender and shadow. The appeared muscular, his hair , short and wavy , shimmered in soft golden hues that caught the light with every subtle movement.

"Who are you?" Asher asked, her heart racing.