The noble lady was angered due to the lack of response from servant and so she yelled at her. “What are you doing, Ravhel?! Kill him already!”
But the maid who’s known as Ravhel couldn’t move. She can’t just kill this young man who reminds her of her beloved lover.
“Oh? So now you won’t do what I am telling you to do?” Hermie raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms on front of her. “What about the deal we had?” She asked the trembling lady.
Ravhel just closed her eyes as she remained crying on the floor. Remembering the harsh life, she and her lover went through on their days on the streets before they met the noble.
The blazing sun that leaves their skins burnt, with nowhere for them to take cover on a shade but the looming shadows of edifices on the streets.
“It so hot today.” Vin
