He’s still mate

~Viola~

“Get out, you’ve been let out.” The guard who was watching over the dungeon called out and opened the doors.

Does that mean I’ve been free?

And no longer accused of being involved with the ladies.

“That doesn’t mean we ain’t watching you, slave. Our eyes are on you.”

I stand to my feet and hurried to the door, eagerly waiting for it to be opened.

“You’ve to meet with the head servant, she’ll tell you want to do.”

“Who is the head servant and how...”

“Come with me.” He shut me up, I nod at him curtly, and he places the keys in his pocket and pushes the door open.

I followed him out, I don’t want to go back there again, my body aches, and was sore on my feet.

But then again, I heard Damien’s voice last night.

I was sure of it, it was his voice that I heard.

“Walk faster!” He yelled at me, I hastened up and followed the path he took.

“She lives close in the mansion, she’s in charge of all the servants in the pack. She called Ma’am Carol. Make sure you give her some resp