~ Estelle’s POV ~
That f*****g bastard! I knew that he was a lowly man, but how dare he use women like they are some sort of object? The female slave who was holding the serving tray tightly looked at us. Her face was bruised and her body was shivering in fear.
What exactly had she thought in this place that she was looking so afraid to even look into the guest’s eyes? I so f*****g want to break his bones, but I don’t want to simply take his life… I want to give him a miserable death… a death that would be enough to make him feel the pain of his victims.
Where the heck is he hiding?
If we are using magic to hide our appearance, then there might be a chance that he might have hired some witch or wizard for the same. What should I do to find out why Aria and Claude did all of this to m
