"Then let's move to the dining hall, we have warm food to finish"
She moved away from Andrew, giving him the space and distance. Standing beside Joseph.
Who stood a little away from the bed.
She smiled with satisfaction.
Andrew, for him, this everything was new, he was unknown to this rush of blood within him and he still had to get familiar with the castle, he was currently living in.
He never felt like this before, desperate and on what? for the person who stole his freedom, now that he was in this castle, he couldn't live the way he wanted.
He just stayed laying down on the bed, not moving a single muscle. He did not got over with the intense moment, which occurred just a minute ago.
"Are you coming?"
Isabelle called for him, who was still dazed.
"Andrew?"
Her voice calling him again, but this time putting pressure on his name.
Shaking off his thoughts, he spoke.
"Yes, my lady, I am coming" His voice being in a hurry.
He got up and jumped down from the bed and He rushed to where Isabelle was, but when he jumped his foot got caught in the half hanging blanket from the bed, he stumbled on his trapped foot.
Before he can fall on his face, Isabelle caught him, holding him by his arms.
"Can't you behave normally for a day? Is that so hard for you?"
Isabelle questioned him while holding him.
Humiliated plus embarrassed Andrew on this mistake got him fighting with the blanket, freeing himself from Isabelle's grip, he went to kick the blanket.
Joseph, who always stayed with her, living like her shadow, did not showed any signs of expression or did not even thought about anything, regarding the sence which was present in front of him.
Witnessing this new side of Andrew, she was tongue tied.
"Joseph, I am hungry, let's leave him alone. He is... currently busy kicking the blanket"
"Wait, my lady, I am joining too!"
Andrew screamed and rushed going outside the room and into the corridor, joining Isabelle and Joseph.
Walking through the corridors, they reached the dining hall.
Isabelle sat on her chair in the dining table, her chair was coated with gold and the biggest one in the room.
But Andrew just stood still, puzzled.
"Sit down" Isabelle instructed him.
Andrew sat on floor, a little far away from dining table.
He did not knew the ways of a Noble family and it was the first time, Andrew eating on the table, he was used to eating on the floor, because poor people can not afford knife, fork and a dining table.
"Why are are you sitting on the floor, did I tell you to do that" in a angry tone.
He stood up from his place and bowed his head "Forgive me, my lady"
"Okay, okay enough, now sit beside me"
Again puzzled, he stood there.
"What, the sit is empty beside me, don't you think so" Isabelle questioned him, raising her eyebrows.
He sat beside her feeling little awkward and weird.
Isabelle was eating her food, but Andrew just sat in his place quietly.
Andrew's dinner was also served on his plate but he just sat like a doll, staring at his food.
"What, don't tell me that you don't know how to eat?"
"Forgive me, my lady, but I have never eaten with fork and knife" Andrew replied feeling awkward and guilty.
"I know, Andrew"
Isabelle placed her fork down on the table and continued.
"You know Andrew that from the day of birth, I also did not know, how to eat with fork and knife, someone taught me this"
Andrew felt at easy as the lady understood his trouble.
But, Isabelle noticed that Andrew haven't started eating yet.
"What, you want to eat from my hands, I won't mind that—"
"No, my lord I mean!.....no, my lady I will start eating"
Correcting his words he covered his mouth with his hands.
Andrew ate slowly and carefully, trying not to cause any troubles for himself and for the lady.
He picked up the knife in his hands and tried, cutting the tender meat, but as he was not familiar with the table and fork to eat, by accident, the fork which was on the table beside his plate gets hit by his elbow, and the fork drops on the floor making a sound.
"Leave"
Andrew freezed.
'did I somehow upset her? Now what, is she going to punish me'
He was scared that he would be punished now.
"Leave It, I will feed you"
Isabelle took his plate and slided her knife in between the meat and divided it into small pieces.
She picked up the meat in her fork and said
"Ahh~"
Confused Andrew opened up his month. Isabelle thrusts the near inside his mouth.
And he tasted the soft, well cooked meat melting in his month. He chew it slowly and nicely tasting the delicious taste in his month. He felt like the meat melted on his tongue. He never tasted anything like this. His life was all about rice and fish. He opened his mouth again, asking for more meat. She feed him once again.
He looked excited and happy. He was killing her with cuteness. She smiled seeing him happy.
Slowly she feed him the whole slice of meat.
And moved on her meal.
She was dividing the meat on her plate when Andrew asked for more tender meat.
He wided his month even bigger for big slices.
She looked at the meat then at Andrew.
She can not do anything if Andrew will stare at her with pleading eyes. Isabelle gave up on her food and feed him, the meat on her plate too.
Isabelle was confused on how someone will chew this big slices, but looking at Andrew, he looked like he was prepared, so she picked the big slice up and thrust it inside his month.
Surprisingly, he was doing well, he looked happy and comfortable.
Eating big slices of meat!!
How?
Her jaw dropped witnessing something like this!?
She did not knew that his hunger is this big!??!
When he was done, he stopped and sat quietly, not asking anything and just peeking at Joseph.
"You find Joseph this much beautiful, hmm~"
Isabelle asked Andrew in a teasing way.
Servants in the dining room were surprised at Lady's gesture towards that boy.
Isabelle was feeding that boy, they knew that this boy was special from the day of his arrival, but this much special was a shock to them.
Lady never showed any one this much of sweet gesture. Lady Isabelle was a daunting woman, the people living in the kingdom feared her and when she wished for a man or woman to torture, they would willing give themselves to Isabelle, but on this too she never showed such sweet gestures.
At the scenario, they felt that their eyes would pop out right now.
"Our lady is really kind"
"She is trying to make that boy feel at easy"
"I know, we were all like that boy, when we first met our lady Isabelle"
"Afterall our lady is very kind and understanding"
"I feel like a proud mother"
"No need, you are not her mother"
And the conversation within the servants, present in the dining room continued, but soon came to an end when lady Isabelle glared at them for talking in the dining room.
And the conversation within the servants, present in the dining room continued, but soon came to an end when lady Isabelle glared at they for talking in the dining room.
"Why don't you all talk outside the castle?"
Isabelle asked them. Her face holding a quiet serious expression.
"Forgive us, my lady"
The servants asked for forgiveness from Isabelle regarding their inappropriate conversation while they were eating.
"Yes, you better keep this in your little brains"
She turned to Andrew changing her whole expression, "You like tender meat this much? Now what I am going to eat?"
"I didn't thought about that, I just.."
Andrew couldn't find the proper words for his sentence.
"Hmm,
Bring a plate of desert for me"
She ordered the servant.
"Yes, my lady, I will bring that right away"
The cake was placed on another table which was small in size compare to the main dining table.
The servant picked up the cake, and holding the plate, she headed to the main table.
But the cake being a little heavy, it slipped from the plate and onto Andrew's clothes.
Ruining the clothes and the dinner.
The servant realised that she made a huge mistake, she turned pale white due to fear and her body become numb.
Isabelle who was looking at the glass of wine, while circling her finger on the edges of the glassed glass did not said anything, just her finger stopped it's circling action.
And this got the servant increase her heart beats, panic creeped inside her watching her stop her finger movements.
The other servants prayed for her well being.
Isabelle lifted her gaze up to the servant, she picked up the glass of wine and placed it at the edge of the table and lightly pushed the glass making it drop on the floor, breaking it. The glasses of the glass scattered on the marble floor, the wine stained on the floor, painting the area red as if, it was someone's red blood.
Andrew flinched on the sound of glass breaking.
"Opps"
Isabelle placed her hand on her mouth, and made a expression as if it was a accident.
Andrew was surprised at what was happening, and scared at where this all will go, his eyes travelled to the broken glass on the floor and then shifted to Isabelle, who was staring at the servant.
"Lady Isabelle?"
Andrew called her, his voice being low.
"Yes, Andrew?"
Isabelle answered without looking at him.
"Look what have you done?"
Isabelle said looking at the servant.
"Now what?"
Isabelle questioned the servant in a calm manner.
Joseph who was standing behind the chair, did not said anything, he signed the servants to go outside.
"Joseph?"
"What are you doing, stop whatever you are doing"
"The other new servants need to know what happens when you forget your disciplines"
She said without removing her gaze from the servant.
Feeling her knees get numb, she falls on the ground, losing the power in her knees.
She cried and sobbed there, sitting on the floor.
And begged for forgiveness for her huge mistake.
Andrew was puzzled at what was happening, but his senses told him that something worse can happen if he did not stopped all of this.
He tried calling her again.
"Lady Isabelle?"
She did not replied, making him go sure that worse is on the door.
Isabelle stood up from her chair, the sliding chair sounded loud in the quite room filled with only fear and horror.
She walked to where the servant was, the red heels of her made a click, click sound on the marble floor as she walked.
As the sound of her red heels got closer, the servant's heart beat increased by every step she took.
Andrew stood up from his chair and tried calling her again.
"Lady Isabelle, let's stop here"
Stopping on where the servant was, Isabelle sat crouching her knees and came face to face with the servant, she tilted her head to the side and just stared at the servant.
Hearing him, Isabelle spoke.
"Are you happy with what she did? Andrew?"
Not removing her eyes from the servant.
"Yes, I am, my lady"
Andrew said trying to calm Isabelle.
"You are?"
She clicked her tongue at Andrew's words.
"But I am not happy"
Her words held something dangerous and terrifying that everyone felt, but couldn't tell what it was.
Isabelle called for Joseph.
"Joseph, give me the pot of tea"
Joseph picked up the pot of tea and walked to where Isabelle was.
Everyone's eyes stuck on that pot of tea, Joseph was holding.
All the servants already had guessed what was going to happen.
The pot had hot tea in it that could burn anyone's skin.
Joseph hand it to Isabelle.
Andrew stood there, staring at the scene, confused at what she was about to do with that pot of hot tea.
Seeing the pot of tea in her hands, the servant cried louder and begged for forgiveness, she joined her hands and fell on her heels, griping onto it, begging for forgiveness.
Isabelle stood up from her current position and poured it over the servant's head, burning her.
The servant screamed in pain, feeling her skin burn by the hot liquid.
This shocked Andrew and, he rushed to the servant, protecting her from any more harm, he stood covering the servant from Isabelle's eyes.
"Andrew?"
Isabelle amused by his superhero, caring action for that servant, got her smiling.
She bent a little towards Andrew and whispered something in his ears, that made his eyes go wide in surprise.
He looked at Isabelle with disgust.
She smiled looking at Andrew.
"Hey girl?"
Isabelle called for that servant.
"I am still unhappy, you see"
She spoke while not breaking the eye contact with Andrew.
That servant stood up on her foot and moved Andrew from blocking the path that leads to Isabelle.
She sat on her knees and sat quietly, waiting for the punishment.
Andrew was shocked on what was happening in front of his eyes.
He was trying to save her and that servant walked to her death, who could kill her at any minute.
Isabelle picked up the broken piece of glass from the floor, that broken piece of glass had some wine on it.
"I am very curious at what will happen if someone cut their skin what this sharp edge
What do you say, Andrew?"
"I wanna test"
She slided the sharpest edge of the broken piece of glass on her cheeks, cutting her soft round cheeks, soon blood escaped from the cut just like a waterfall, separating the upper cheek with the lower part.
The difference was just this that the normal waterfall should been blue, but here the waterfall was deep red in colour.
The servant screamed in pain of feeling the skin of her cheek being cut in a slow speed.
The scream of that servant ringed inside Andrew's ears, making him deaf for few minutes.
he was unable to move, and to speak anything.
He lost the balance in his knees and fall to the floor, holding the chair, his eyes looked here and there, his chest went up and down at his increased breath, his heart pumped the blood faster.
Isabelle thew the piece of glass, which contained the servant's blood.
"Joseph, leave Andrew to his room"
"I guess, this was too much for his little heart"
She said mocking Andrew.
"Yes, my lady"
Joseph went to Andrew and lifted him up by the arm and took him outside.
Andrew who had lost his conscience, did not knew anything on what was happening at this moment anymore, his body being numb just followed the guidelines of lord Joseph.