PROMISE GIVEN

Her gaze was on the young girl who entered with a radiant aura as her interior was stirred by the presence of magic.

Her hair was in a dark brown tight bun. Her eyes and small cheeks were freckled. She had a small nose and mouth. The white apron she was wearing was stained as if she was working in the kitchen, and her earthy hands carrying the basket were worn out. Scarlet gasped and watched her carefully. The fresh aura glowing above her indicated that she had recently entered the tunnel. Scarlet was very surprised that the informant was this girl, but she didn't show.

"As you said, I brought the potatoes." her voice was harsh and unhappy. She couldn't say anything because she knew she had to do what she was doing, but her tone reflected that well.

"Okay, Marie, chop them now" was called Marie. The girl still hadn't noticed Scarlet and was too busy taking care of the weight of the huge basket she was carrying.

"Do you have any other wishes, my lady?" She was looking confused and indifferent as if she had just realized that Chief Scarlet was not leaving.

Although her "no" voice was soft, her hard voice full of authority reflected herself. Marie finally noticed Scarlet and bowed in front of her, avoiding her eyes at once. The fear and anxiety emanating from the girl were palpable. Her gestures were rash as if she were going to realize that Scarlet was a traitor. The astonished face and the eyeballs growing in fear were peppered with the final result.

Scarlet turned and walked into the hall. The new wood in the burning fireplace was burning a lot and making an exotic sound. She sat down on the sofa and turned to the warmth.

Her hand went to her chin again and started rubbing. She was going the way she wanted her plan. The informant had appeared and the mock meeting held in the study room seemed to have worked too. They pretended that Adrian was still desperately looking for his father's murderer without a clue. She was confident that the informant believed this and gave the information to her superiors immediately.

Though the two wizards weren't stupid, they knew very well that Scarlet was involved, and knew they were scrutinizing everything. She was sure that they were focusing on the big event they had planned and didn't really care about the presence of an insignificant maid in the house. The purpose of keeping the traitor was a precaution. A little precaution they took to prevent Adrian from getting in their way. She smiled devilishly, the little ripped would eventually destroy the entire sweater, only keeping her place a secret until it became clear. She believed that Marie had been threatened or promised. Probably, she did not even deliver the information herself, she should have been encouraged and doing it with outside help. If they can reach the collaborator directly, this will be a big step to victory.

The soothing tea he drank before the meal cleared the pain and opened his mind. Cutlery sounds were echoing in the quiet environment. Their usual conversation, which took place every evening, was repeated again and silenced on both sides.

For Adrian, this was very stifling and uncomfortable. Even though he wanted to treat her normally, he almost gave up when he thought of the fact that he was kissing her and Scarlet's withdrawal. He had succumbed to this attraction he felt towards her, even though it was the stupidest thing he had ever done. He was still pulling and wanted to wrap it around, but he wouldn't. It was clear that Scarlet was not very happy with this closeness. Adrian had decided to avoid out-of-game intimacy as much as possible during his work from now on.

Scarlet looked at Adrian's handsome tired face. He was looking at the food so focused that other thoughts were obviously swirling in his head. She approached slowly and whispered.

"Today I found out who the informant is, sir." Adrian turned his eyes open with shock and interest at what he heard and looked at Scarlet. Scarlet smiled subtly and drew back.

"How about taking a walk in the garden after dinner, darling, I always wanted to walk with you in the moonlight," she said with her implied laughter-smelling voice. Adrian gave a half-flirtatious smile

The white gleaming light fell on all the trees and flowers, shining in a simple glow. The scent of fresh roses covered the walkway, and it made anyone walking there longing to stay. Adrian and Scarlet walked a small distance between them and did not speak until they were out of sight. They walked towards the unused canopy of the garden. The white structure covered by vines bore exquisite French craftsmanship.

The various plants planted around it were surrounded and colorful in a way to emphasize their whiteness. Scarlet went ahead and stood in the gazebo. Since the moonlight was not trees it reflected better and they could see each other's faces clearly.

"The informant is a girl named Marie who works in the kitchen." Adrian was looking intently at Scarlet and listening. He was not surprised at all.

"It was immediately obvious she was tired of her face and wanted to go. Probably a good life was promised. " Her eyes and voice were hoarse. "The fake meeting we had the other day worked because the aura above the girl was so bright that it was obvious that she had just entered the tunnel. The main thing is to find the collaborator outside. If we can find him, we will take one big step closer to the enemy. "Scarlet has already started carefully setting up the steps, turning the cogs in her mind. Adrian nodded his head and fixed his intense gaze at the girl muttering to herself. There was a bitter neutral smile on his face.

"We have to take care of this tonight. Enter Marie's room and take her to the place on the lowest floor. I don't think anyone will bother us since it hasn't been used for a long time. " Adrian said. The depth of Adrian's tired eyes made Scarlet shiver. It was going to be a long night.

She put the hood of her cloak on her head and covered her face completely. The long and wide clothes well hid who she was. She started walking to the last room on the floor where the maids were located. The silent steps do not hesitate. Her cloak, waving with her movements, did not even rustle. When he arrived at the door, she opened the door slowly with her gloved hand and looked at the bed opposite the door.

Marie was sleeping buried in the duvet, and the occasional smile on her face indicated she was in a happy dream. She pulled the cloth tied around her mouth up and her face was completely covered. Her gloved hand quickly fell over the girl's mouth.

Marie quickly opened her eyes with the pressure she felt on her face. She began to scream and kick when she saw the man in jet black before her. Was she going to die? Did the devil come to take her as the price of her sins? The man was so strong that he could not escape and her eyes opened with horror. It was planted on the dark face of the face.

Scarlet looked at the girl, who kicked at her like a dying animal. Her eyes, which she was afraid to blink, was wide open and pleading. Scarlet took her other hand to her mouth, motioned to silence, and whispered in her ear, her spell-altered voice.

"If you don't stop yelling, I'll break your neck." She moved away from the sound that cut off and the more trembling body. She pulled her hand and, under her fearful gaze, she tied a cloth around her mouth and held her arm tight, forcing her to rise. The girl was light as a rag doll so she was thrown forward. Scarlet gripped the arm further and left the room with the stumbling girl.

The dungeon, which stopped being used a long time ago, was cold and gloomy. Spider webs were about to cover almost the entire stone ceiling. This filthy cellar, in which the mice roamed, was illuminated with light for the first time in a long time, revealing its debris and horror. The prisoners were brought here until his father built the training ground. Once upon a time, this place was filled with the moans and shouts of prisoners. Now it was nothing but crumbling ruin.

He looked at the girl standing in front of him. Scarlet had tied her to a chair and unfastened the cloth she had tied around her mouth. Now her voice, full of fear and crying, was hiccuping.

"Forgive me, sir." She had been muttering the same thing ever since she had been coming. He gave her a sharp, unkind glance.

"You betrayed all this time and now you are begging for forgiveness before me" his voice crashed into the stone walls and echoed. The girl started clenched her teeth, which she blew from gingering, more.

"For whom are you informing. Who you cooperate with? "Adrian's stern voice roared.

"I- I don't know. I just did what I was told, "she said in a low stammering voice. Adrian took a deep breath and exhaled. His anger was growing exponentially.

"You are telling me from the very beginning, if I find out that you are lying, I will have you tear up to my hungry dogs alive." His death-smelling voice was effective, although his voice was low. The girl looked at her master, and the man standing behind him. Her eyes pitying from crying with fear. She was afraid that her heart beating with fear as she lowered her head. She began to speak, trying to breathe deeply into her lungs, whose voice was trembling and crying out.

"I met someone who brought food to the castle a year ago." When she swallowed, her throat was dry. "His name is Joseph. Over time, we got involved and one day he asked me if I wanted to make more money. Who wouldn't accept more money? My hands were torn from washing the dishes all day, and I was struck by the constant reprimands of the superiors making me do the work. I said what I wanted. He asked me to tell him what I see every time I hear that my job is to watch the duke. " She sobbed and swallowed again. Tears were all over her face, and she was constantly sweating with fear, mingling with her sweat. "At first I was afraid and gave up, but when the job is done, he said that with the money we earned, we could escape from here and establish a new life. I was so caught up in the imagination of what he said that I accepted without thinking about the consequences. " Her shrunken lips seemed to stifle her cry, but the tears running down her eyes were an indication that she was not very successful. "He showed me the tunnels and I started watching the duke from there. I was saying everything I heard to Joseph. I swear I don't know anybody else. " She started to cry again with her voice that could not stop crying. Adrian stared at him with a look that was without a crumb of pity. Even though she hadn't killed his father with her hands, she was involved in his death, and that didn't dampen Adrian's anger at all.

"How did you get my father's killers into the castle?" His voice, harder than anger, smelled of death. Marie quickly lifted her gaze and met dark glowing eyes as night, and the fear went deep into her bones once more. The angel of death stood on top of her with his most captivating gaze. She wished she would shrink completely and disappear as her gaze descended again on her dirty feet.

"When is your next meeting with your collaborator?" his hard and angry voice was striking. She spoke with her voice that hobbled without taking her gaze off the ground.

"The place we always meet after two days is in the forest outside the castle."

Adrian shook his head. "You will take us to him and after I catch him, I will decide the actual punishment." he bent down and whispered in the traitor's ear. "If you attempt any escape and give information to the other traitor, I will make you die in pain." The snakes hissing from his whispering voice snapped in through her ear and snagged her bones and squeezed her through her fangs and drained their venom.

Adrian backed off as Marie quickly shook her head. Without looking again, Marie turned quickly to see the man who had been behind them, who had not spoken since their arrival.

"Follow her every step and when you see any wrong, you are free to kill her." he said, and without looking again he disappeared in the dark. Marie saw sharp eyes directly finding her. Even though the distance between them was far, he felt his gaze above him and was squeezing his throat as if he were alive. She swallowed and drew her eyes. Her current situation was worse than dying, she.