Months Later

THE following days, he did not expect her to continue sneaking into his room. She was smiling and giggling her arms while hugging a book.

"Marido, let's talk about Egypt for now." She excitedly sat on his breech wood chair and opened the book.

"I'll tell you about the story of King Rameses IV and his most beloved and favourite wife." She then started telling him the story of a dictator who loves his wife to the fullest.

This time, it is not just a three hours storytelling, it is five hours. She even cried when the wife of King Rameses died because he is alone. Good thing she sneaked out earlier than before that's why she finished at exactly dawn.

"I'm sorry, marido. I thought it was a happy ending." She wiped her tears and sobbed. "I'm really sorry."

So she is sorry because she told him a tragic story?

From the darkness, he stared at this woman who cried just because a King is all alone in his palace, after losing his beloved Queen. She told him that she sees herself as the wife who could be watching her husband being alone in her vision.

He tsked and get up from his bed after getting a tissue in his drawer. He put it on the glass table in front of her and go back and realized what he just did. He stiffened for a second and directly looked at her. She was shocked.

"Was that you, marido?"

What did he just do? He handed her a tissue without thinking that she could see him with the light of the torch! What did she see?

"That's cool, marido. You're really a special case!" She clapped her hand, lightly.

His brows furrowed watching her eyes sparkling in amazement. She wasn't disgusted, she didn't even grimace. What was she thinking? Why does she look at him like that?

"Can I hold your hand, querido?"

He looked at her, wide eyes. She even wants to hold it? What the hell is she thinking that she wanted to touch him? He tsked and looked away after seeing the excitement in her eyes. She is even giggling and clapping her hands like crazy. How could she fucking say his hands are cool? It's scary!

"Go sleep, woman."

It was forced. He was forced to drive her away to stop her from tempting to show her his hand. Moreover, he doesn't want to touch her! She should go away!

"Okay, marido. I will hold your hand, someday."

He watched her walking towards the door, excitement drawn into her face.

"Good morning, marido." She lastly greeted before closing the door to go back her room.

As soon as it was closed, he takes a look at his hand again. It was hairy. His nails were sharp and long.

She wasn't disgusted...

MONTHS has passed, Luna has become naughtier, sneaking in the evening to his room, reading him books, and sometimes talks about her life. In the afternoon, she would visit the garden to check the plants if it was watered. She would change the flowers inside the castle if Gael forgot to do it. She would sometimes standby in the cuisine and baked some cakes and made some deserts then she would serve him in his room and wait for him to finish eating it. She would talk about her life in the castle and how she enjoyed living there for half a year.

Yes. Half a year has passed. She was the only mistress who made it this far. And he was grateful for it. She didn't disobey him and she didn't run away like she what she said in her first day. She was now like the real mistress of the castle.

"Liliana, can I wash the dishes for now? Please?" She begged the lead charwoman after putting the plates she used in cooking and baking.

"Forgive me, milady. You have already washed the dishes yesterday. Let us do the work for now." The lead charwoman bowed.

She pouted her lips and went out the cuisine only to see Gael vacuuming the floor. Her face lit up.

"Let me do it, Gael." She walked towards him to exchange work but in a blink of an eye, he was far away from her.

"Milady, it is my responsibility-

"I know but I want to work." She cut determined to work.

"No, milady. I won't let you trick me this time." He immediately disapproved smiling.

Last time he knew, his milady asked him to get a book in her room with a purpose of abandoning his work. As he went to do what she asked him, he just saw her vacuuming in replace of him. It drove his King fuming mad that his mistress is vacuuming and then he lost two calves because of that.

She groaned and walked to catch him but then he just saw Gael standing in the upper floor.

"That's cheating!" She grunted pointing Gael who's vacuuming in the upper floor now.

"Milady" Someone called.

She turned her head at her side to see Thiago bowing his head. He is holding a bag so it means, he came from work.

"Good evening, Thiago. Don't rush. The King has already eaten his meal." She beamed making Thiago speechless.

These past days, Thiago doesn't need to worry about serving food to his King. The mistress had been doing that job making his job lesser.

"Thank you, milady"

For the first time in his 500 years of living, Thaigo thanked someone. And yes, it was genuine.

"No worries, Thiago. You go and rest." She smiled. Thiago bowed down his head before passing her to go upstairs.

"Don't be too kind to him, milady."

She looked up to Gael who was there watching them.

"Why?"

"Didn't you see? He was shy, milady. He is shy to women." He chuckled and continued vacuuming.

He even thanked you which is not normal.

Since this new mistress came into the castle, there are so many things that had changed. The castle looked brand new. The garden was full of butterflies. The trees were cut. The balcony has opened. The grand clock was ticking. The vases had flowers. The carpets are new. The floor is shining. The cuisine had veggies, desserts, and pastries. The chandlers were open in the morning. But there are also some things that didn't change. The curtains remained close. The left wing of the castle remained dark.

She changed the norms without exceeding her power as the mistress and she respected the King.