Chapter 5 Returns. part 3

LINIAS opened his eyes to see a three-tiered crystal chandelier shining like a fantasy above his head. He moved his eyes examining the place around him. The room was spacious, the walls and the high ceiling were pure white decorated with gold and silver carvings, painted in the form of flowers and trees standing in wonderful valleys.

 

 In the walls of the room are four golden doors. Two doors on each wall spaced apart, and the floor was covered with soft red carpets decorated with gold patterns.

And in the middle of the room was a colossal bed, of a grandiose appearance, upon which LINIAS was lying.

muttered says:

" Two different worlds... Salem Salt... pure madness ." Then he spotted someone in the corner of the bed, and quickly got up to sit on the edge of the bed. 

 

 It was a Sinoria, and she was on one knee, staring at the ground, with her right hand on her chest, like a statue.

"Sir, what are your desires?"

"I have no desires, but. I need to take a bath if that is appropriate."

-" Concept ".

 Sinoria rose with elegant movements, as if she had rehearsed them for a long time. I grabbed his torn clothes trying to take them off.

But-

 

"Is there something?" LINIAS said while holding his clothes. It looked like a girl being forced to undress.

 Sinoria said worriedly, looking into his golden eyes . 

"Would you allow me to speak, sir?"

LINIAS never liked this manner of speaking, even in his life as Salem .

 And he said :

"You don't need my permission for anything. If you want to say something, say it." Sinoria 's eyes widened in astonishment, as if she had heard something unbelievable, and she quickly recovered from it.

 

 She said:

-" Thanks a lot ".

 Thank you for what. LINIAS wanted to say this, but he remained silent.

 Sinoria continued :

" You asked to take a shower, and I wanted to undress you." 

" Uh, I get it, but. You don't need to do that. I'll do it myself." 

-" Concept ". She said and went to open one of the interior doors.

"Please come in."

 

 LINIAS took two steps through the door, followed by Sinoria . LINIAS paused , turned to her, and said:

"I'll take a shower alone."

Then Sinoria replied in confusion :

 

-"But...however you can bathe yourself, I will do the honor

But..if you prefer the servants, I will invite them at once."

"I know your duties, but, I like to shower alone." With a warm, loving smile, Sinoria froze in place. She looked at his lips with wide eyes, as if they were going to come out of their place.

- "If... it was... these are your orders."

 

LINIAS closed the door behind him. Sinoria was stunned by the sound of the door.

"Hey, what is this? What is this? I thought it would be so scary!"

 

She imagined the scene of the brutality, which she expected from her master. Her master was sitting on the edge of the bed, and looked at her with despicable, disgusting looks like a worm crawling on the floor. He snorted in a harsh voice:

 

-"You damned!! How can you ask me to let you talk!!. Slaves can't talk!!" He took her spear from her hands and stuck it in her throat. He continued saying: 

"Let's know where you are, slave!" And he flogged her while she was swimming with her blood. Sinoria was begging for mercy, and her master was laughing wickedly at her pleas.

 

"Isn't that the normal thing for him to do? Hmm, in fact, I expected him to do something terrifying to me, and hit me hard for this, the master should have hit his servants anyway." 

She sighed in disappointment, as if she wanted to be torn apart.

 

 She embraced her spear, looked at the chandelier with cloudy eyes and said:

"Oh, I'll tear apart whoever tries to hurt me, of course. But my master is different. He can torture me, tear me apart as he wants, oh. My master, punish me. Flog me. Cut me. I am your obedient servant... Hmm.

But.. Does this not mean that I am not doing my duties to the fullest.. Slaves are punished for their failure or disobedience to orders. millimeter. I don't want to be like this"

 

Then a rattling sound rose. Sinoria stood up with a serious look like a professional soldier for an instant.