Extreme Fear

I woke up after a comfortable sleep, something that I had never experienced before. I got out of bed before walking around the room, attempting to get a layout of the room before I heard someone knocking on the door. I was scared to speak up, so I kept quiet as I backed up onto the bed. The knocking continued for a bit more before it stopped, and I walked around the room as I marveled at how intricate the designs seemed. I was cautious in this new environment, so I just decided to get back in bed and wait. I stayed there for a few hours before a voice sounded on the other side of the door. 

"I think it's best if you leave the room and meet the lord. He has summoned you, so freshen up and make your way to him. Would you like me to help you, I heard about your condition from the lord."

The voice belonged to a female, and I was kind of embarrassed at her statement, but I opened the door and let her guide me. I bowed when she entered, but when I did, she frantically brought me up as though she was scared of something, but I paid no mind to it. I was quiet with a stoic face the entire time since I was taught not to speak if I was not spoken to, and the girl seemed tense when holding me. She took me to the bath and told me to remove my clothes, and it was only then that I realized I was wearing clothes despite being brought here while I was naked.

As I removed my clothes, I felt awkward in the silence and tried asking for her name, only to receive a voice laced with fear in return.

"I apologize for overlooking something so important, my name is Trisha, and I am a servant of the demon lord. I have been assigned to serve you and your every need, so use me in whatever way you want to."

I tensed up and broke out into a cold sweat when I heard her. No matter how secluded you are from the world, the demon lord is known to everyone. He is known for his power and tyranny throughout both realms, and it is said that the world still exists because he likes being feared and having absolute power over the residents of the world. No matter who you are, you are meant to show respect to him and even the slightest mistake will cause your entire bloodline to vanish.

"Excuse me, is the demon lord the one who tended to me when I first woke up?"

When she confirmed this, I thought he was going to kill me. I showed such an unsightly appearance to the lord and even dared to wet his clothing with my tears. Trisha noticed my fear and reassured me that as long as I didn't upset him, I would be safe, so I let her ready me and dress me up in what felt like an exquisite dress before leaving the room.

"Trisha, can you tell me why the demon lord decided to save me? I don't understand why he would decide to let a slave touch him."

"My lady, despite being a slave, you are very beautiful, and I am sure he saw something in you."

When I heard her call me beautiful, I felt she was just flattering me, so I ended the conversation there and let her lead me to the lord. From the distance we walked, I could tell that the lord's castle was massive, much bigger than the Heath's place. We kept walking for a long time before we stopped, and I felt Trisha kneel. I wondered why she didn't knock, but it seemed that it was unnecessary since the door was opened by someone who led me inside. I just assumed that Trisha was left outside since she was merely a servant who didn't have the privilege to enter the throne room.

I let the servant lead me until we stopped in front of the demon lord. Even though I was blind, I could still feel the aura that he let out along with five other auras in the room. Being blind my entire life, I could feel other people's presence if I tried hard enough. I immediately knelt when we stopped, and I felt fear at his overwhelming aura. I could feel bloodlust directed to the servant kneeling beside me before I heard a bone-chilling voice.

"How dare you let her kneel, and not only that, but you are also putting yourself on the same level as her. I merely asked for respect to be directed towards her, but you can't even do that."

When he finished his sentence, I felt a warm liquid splash onto my face followed by a thud. I was so scared; I couldn't move a muscle despite the blood flowing under my dress onto my leg.