Chapter Twelve

Edward looked to his left and right side as he tiptoed out of his room, making sure there were no guards in view.

"What are you doing?" Someone questioned him and he gasped, tripped and landed on his butt.

"Young master?" His servant called and helped him up.

"God! it is you, Marcellus. You scared the hell out of me wait, You are back? so did you find out anything about her?" Edward asked excited, his lips curled into a bright smile.

Marcellus sighed and let go of his lord's hand. "Are you certain that this lady exists, or was it your imagination?"

"What do you mean? Did you find nothing?"

"Yes, there is no noble lady in this castle with such a name. Are you certain that you weren't fooled by her? She could be a slave who ran away from her master and just lied that she is a noble" Marcellus spatted, totally stressed out and out of options.

Edward shook his head in denial "I doubt it, her skin was so soft and her dress. Where would a slave find the money to dress like that? I am positive that she is noble, are you sure she isn't in this castle. She has curly black hair and a really beautiful face, and when she smiles she is the prettiest, can't you use that to find her?" Edward requested but his servant only sighed.

'Edward is really stupid' Marcellus thought, a lot of the ladies in the castle has curly black hair "how am I supposed to find her with that" Marcellus let out his frustration.

"I understand, but find her for me please, it's been three days but I can't stop thinking about her" Edward smiled, thinking about his encounter with that beautiful maiden if it wasn't for her friend, he would be on her doorstep requesting her hand in marriage, he just couldn't stop thinking about her beautiful face, her smile and her lips. He had every chance to make his move then, why did he stop?

"He is such a fool, a fool in love" He giggled smiling like an idiot. Marcellus looked at his lord and shook his head, he is the dumbest of all the Sebastians.

"Where were you going before I arrived?" Marcellus inquired and that brought Edward's attention back to his mission before Marcellus interrupted him.

"I was going back to my cousin's chamber, I couldn't fall asleep here so I am going to sleep with him"

"What?!!!" Marcellus shrieked and looked at him strangely. Edward could see the look on his face and knew instantly the unimaginable thing he was thinking.

"He is my cousin and also I have someone I like," Edward said and smiled again thinking about Imogen.

"That isn't it, you were chased out of his room and you are going back. Do you feel such zest to die? I know that he is your cousin but everyone knows what happens when lord Simon loses his temper. What if he punishes you? or even worst what if he punish me for letting you out?" Marcellus huffed dramatically, thinking about the dread lord gave him goosebumps.

"Don't worry, am his favourite cousin. He won't harm me, would he?" Edward asked dumbly.

Marcellus sighed "You are incredible...You are only his favourite because he doesn't talk to your siblings. Everyone fears him, except you of course. Sometimes I wonder if you are just plain stupid?" He muttered.

"What?" Edward questioned feigning anger.

"I was just joking, why don't we just go inside and sleep. Going to his chamber is not a good idea"

"You are right, it is a genius one" Edward joked.

"More like a foolish one" Marcellus mumbled but Edward ignored him, something else caught his eyes.

"It was his cousin with his guards and two ladies, whom he couldn't see their face. "Where is he going?"

"Who?" Marcellus inquired cluelessly.

"My cousin, judging from his demeanor, it seems to be something important, and....also fun. He always had that face on when he is excited about something. Where is he going?" Edward asked with a smirk.

"Whatever it is, it is not our problems. So we should just ignore...." Marcellus held his words as he saw his master following them.

"We might get in trouble for this" He warned and followed Edward.

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Imogen groaned in pain "Is this how I am going to die, if that is so then I hope I haunt him as a ghost. Make sure he never has peace of mind, I curse you, Simon Sebastian"

"You are going to need more energy to curse me, love" Simon replied with a smirk outside the cell.

Imogen raised her head at the sound of the voice, she looked at the entrance, saw him and sighed relieved. Right now, she doesn't mind dying, at least she saw Aria and Poppy.

That is all that matters because she knows that there is no way her brutal master will let her go after hearing what she just said.

"Imogen" Aria whispered with fear. The master came here to get her out, what if he changes his mind after hearing what she said.

"Open the cell!" Simon ordered and a guard unlocked the cell and opened it for his lord to enter.

Simon bent down slightly and entered the cell, he glanced at the cell, the awful odour waft up to his nose. It must have been hard for her, locked up here' Simon thought with pity for her, but then shook it off.

"You have some guts, placing a curse on your Master... " He said while Imogen glared at him spiteful, Simon chuckled at her actions. Even though she looked half-dead, her eyes still held some fire in them.

He likes that, it excites him. Simon bent down towards her, and held her by the jaw.

"Are you just naive or clueless, do you know how many men have placed a curse on me to haunt me? did you think that's possible?" He questioned.

"Why? Is your lordship scared that mine might work?" Imogen asked disgusted by his hands on her.

Simon scoffed, that wasn't the answer he expected. He was hoping she will get on her knees, begging him for mercy, to let her live.

"Are you not scared? If you begged me for your life then I might let you live? Are you not scared of death?"

"What if I am? If I beg for my life will you spare me?" She asked but Simon said nothing.

"See? you aren't even sure of your decisions. You came to kill me, will that change if I begged you? I'll rather die in this dungeon than beg a monster like you, living in this castle is no different from dying" Imogen scowled hatefully, but deep down she was terrified. She wondered if he would forgive her as he claimed if she begged.

However, her pride won't let her admit to defeat. She'll rather be a brave slave who died for her believes, than a weak slave who still ends up dying after begging her master.

"Imogen!" Both Aria and Poppy called terrified, does she wish for death?

Carter looked at his lord, amazed that he didn't have her head cut off already.

Simon smiled, he loves how feisty she is and most especially how she is trying to hide her fears. This girl is something, now he knew he didn't pick the wrong slave that night.

But she is making a mistake, and that is provoking him more. The more she provokes him, the more he wants to make her suffer, until she surrenders and accept him. But right now, he wants to do more than that, looking at her fierce eyes. He wants to kiss her and have her in his bed all day.

Is this weird? Normally, he sleeps with his slaves twice, he found it boring when he had them a second time, all except Isabella.

However, with her, he wants to be gentle and have Imogen with him, every day.

Is that strange?

"It is alright, Poppy..." He raised his hand to stop Poppy from talking. It isn't like she is wrong, living in this castle is hell. Even I know that, but I never had any intention of killing you" Simon said sincerely.

'What? He doesn't plan on killing me? Is he joking or what? Then why is he here?'

Simon could see the confusion in her eyes, he smirked and brought his mouth to her ears.

"Why should I kill you? I told you that you are my favourite slave, what kind of man would I be if I take away something that intrigues me. I don't plan on killing you, death will be too merciful on an impertinent slave like you" He stopped and breathes on her ear, making Imogen shiver.

'Impertinent? the only foolhardy is you' Imogen wanted to scream out those words to him, but she knew better.

"Do you know what I planned to do with you?" His breath tickled her ears again, and a moan almost escaped from her.

'am I going crazy' Imogen thought

"What do you plan on doing to me?" Imogen asked in a soft tone, almost like a moan. Simon smirked at her reaction, this girl is something.

"I plan on breaking you, tormenting you to your extreme. Every time, you break down or get sick. I will have my physician to attend to you and heal you then break you again, then heal you and break you until you give up and surrender to me. That is your punishment, dear slave" Simon threatened while Imogen quivered.

'Now, she seems scared' Simon thought satisfied and moved away from Imogen. The poor girl looked at him terrified, did she make a mistake? Is it too late to apologize?

"Head Slave, have the physicians attend to her and send her to my room" Simon ordered and went out of the cell, his guards followed him, while Poppy and Aria helped Imogen up.

"Is the physician here yet?" Simon asked Carter, he was about to reply when they heard some noise from the cell.

Simon rushed back to the cell, and his guards followed him.

He met Imogen on the floor, with her eyes closed.

"What happened?" Simon growled and looked at Poppy and Aria with fear etched on his face.

"We were about to help her up when she fainted. And now I can feel her breath slowing" Aria answered.

"Is the physician not here yet?" Simon questioned Carter.

"He will be here soon, I will carry her and have a guard direct the physician to her room" Carter responded instantly but Simon didn't feel pleased by his suggestion.

Especially when he said he would carry her.

"Don't worry, I will do it. Send the physician to my room" He instructed and went to where Imogen fainted, carried her as her head rest on his chest, and took her out of the cell.

Everyone looked at him shocked, is this happening?

The master carrying a slave to his room, his s3x slaves.

'What is going on? Could it be' Poppy looked at the master carrying Imogen in his arms?

"She has to inform him immediately...." She thought and followed them.