My Lycan Demigod

35

OSHA…

“What are you saying? It's been five days already and he hasn't been in his chamber even in the daytime.” I flung my hair backwards and began leaving the maidservant. How do I believe that everything was okay with Hansel when I hadn't even set my eyes on him?

I intended to ask him what had happened to the prince that made him take a walk five days ago but I hadn't met him. I would check his room often but won't see him and it was worrisome.

For the fifth time today, I knocked on the crown prince’s door. He didn't respond either, until Lord Aldric showed up at the doorpost too.

I held his hand, hoping that he would see through my worries. “Maybe the Prince sensed that it was me and didn't want to respond, but don't you think it's unfair not to tell me anything? I haven't seen either the prince or Hansel for days now and I'm too worried.”

He arched his brows and slowly took back his hand, “But I told you yesterday that they are all good and you would be called when needed. Shouldn't you be glad that your role isn't bothersome like the other servants?”

Actually, I was glad, but because I wanted to be beside the Prince, and also the fact that I hated that Hansel would always stay with him but I couldn't, it bothered me. What if truly he's having him around because he's truly into men?

Even though Hansel didn't reciprocate my love for him, it wasn't a reason not to still care for him. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be here.

I nodded to the Lord and bowed before making my way out of the Prince's quarters. I stayed again, praying to the gods to keep Hansel safe from the harm of the prince.

The reason not being beside him didn't bother me that much was because of how deadly he could be and which I didn't want to experience. Otherwise, I hoped he would fall for me.

I sat there, on the brick, looking around, when I saw the princess walking past with her servants. Her face glittered under the sun. She was so undeniably beautiful like the other maidservants had told me.

So I thought, ‘Will she make it possible to reach his brother if I become closer to her?’

But she didn't look cheerful and was like someone who would reject a human serving her.

…

In the next two days, I got a message from Hansel that I could come see him. When I arrived, he was busy eating so I took a seat beside him.

“Eunuch, why were you out for days? Did the prince harm you?” I asked, truly concerned, because he looked worn out. “Did the prince overstress you?”

He shook his head, “I had told you not to worry about me when it comes to the prince.”

“But he does men.” I didn't know when the four words left my lips.

Hansel dropped his spoon and turned to me, “Did he f**k your father?”

“What?” My face contorted. “Why would you say such a thing?”

“The same way you don't have proof that he is into men. What if I tell you that he's been sick?” he hissed and resumed eating.

I didn't speak again. He seemed angry and I hated seeing him in such a mood.

To make up for the anger I caused him, I volunteered to clean up his room but didn't tell him because I knew he would reject it like he always does in my father's manor.

After we chatted a little and he left, I sneaked back into the room and began organising it, hoping that when he saw it and I told him that I was responsible, he would be glad.

He was the only one I knew here and wouldn't want to be on bad terms with him.

I was done with his room and was about to wash his bathroom when I saw a cotton pad on the floor. The sort of pad my father always got for me back at the manor… in fact, it was what I used often. It was made of wool and was a little costly for the poor to afford.

Come to think of it, wasn't it for menstrual flow? What could it be doing in a man's room?

I picked it up. It was washable and so soft to touch.

‘He is a man and shouldn't have such a thing. Why am I seeing it? Or, is it one of those females that serves him?’ I shook my head. Hansel doesn't like being served, so where did it f*****g come from?

I dropped it aside and washed the bathroom, and when I was about to leave, he stepped in, more like in a hurry.

When he saw me, he was stunned.

“What are you doing here? Didn't I leave with you?” he growled at me, vividly getting mad at me.

I stepped back a bit, “Yeah, I did leave with you, but I returned to clean your room since I pissed you off.”

He scoffed, “Did I ask for that? I hate it…”

“I know, that's why I didn't tell you.”

He bit his lower lip, glaring at me. At that point, he had no choice but to accept what I had already done.

“But I found a cotton pad in your bathroom,” I said suddenly and I noticed his jaw dropped. “I wondered what it could be doing here.”

No word came from him. He looked so shocked and dumb.

“Did I cross the line? Didn't you know about it?”

His throat bobbled and then he released a deep breath. “I hate what you just did, and I hope you don't repeat it. Now should I start explaining what a cotton pad is doing in my room?”

I chuckled, “It's not what I meant, but since you're a man, I was concerned.” I licked my lips and added. “Eunuch, I know you don't love me, so why not see me as your younger sister?”

“No thanks.” he snapped at me and looked away.

My heart ached so much. Why was he so mean? He'd act all the time like he was the most handsome when he already knew that the prince was by far more handsome than he was.

I hear lots of females talk about him and how he doesn't give a damn. What does he even think he was? A god? An idol?

If he hated me that much, then he wouldn't have let the prince bring me here.

“What if I report that a cotton pad was seen in the eunuch's chamber? You would have to explain when you started having menstrual flows.” I couldn't help but lash out at him. He was overdoing it and I hated it. “Eunuch!!”

He violently turned to me, “Will that make you happy? Then I could just tell them how I got it for a female, or am I forbidden to do so?”

He f*****g did what? So he was dating another female here whereas I always begged him to love me back?

I was about to speak when the door made a creaking sound and the princess walked in.

Shit! What was she doing here?

She walked straight to Hansel and took his hand right before me, then she turned to me, “Hey, you don't have to worry. He got me the cotton pad, so have a rest of mind.”

A knot twisted in my gut. So he was dating the princess? How dare a human do that?

He knew so well that it could cause trouble between the humans and lycans and he was doing it.

By the way, what did the f*****g princess have that I lacked? He ignored me back in my father's manor but only came here to fall for a lycan in less than three months?

I hated him already. I would make him pay for hurting me this much.