LOGINSeeing the two children seated properly at the table was strangely amusing to Jane.Their posture was impeccable, backs straight and utensils held correctly like young nobles taught from birth, yet the moment the food touched their mouths, all traces of elegance crumbled apart instantly. The twins practically devoured the meal with the unconcealed excitement of starving children, cheeks puffed full as they eagerly bit into the steak before them.Sauce stained the corners of their lips.Gabby especially looked moments away from climbing onto the table itself.Jane had to suppress a smile at the sight.The little girl struggled stubbornly with her portion, repeatedly trying to tear through the steak with tiny bites that clearly were not working. Her brows furrowed with deep concentration, as though she was engaged in a fierce battle against the meat itself.In the end, Jane could not watch any longer.“Here,” she said gently, reaching for the utensils. “Let me help you cut it.”Using th
Eva's mother took this as a perfect chance. She didn't want to spend anymore money but it would be embarrassing if only Serena would wear a good dress. This chance was perfect for her not to spend any more money on Evangeline. "It's not necessary, thank-""Great idea! Would be such a find idea for her to entertain," said her mother and Evangeline was horrified. She pulled her mother by the elbow and her mother swatted her hands away but not giving up, she once again tried and brought her mother away from Adrian. She hushed, "Mama, wearing a gown bought by a man meant allowing them to also take it off." "Where do you learn such idea? That is not true. It was just out of the kindness of his heart!" insisted Mrs Crestmont with a huff. "The Seraphs have their own rules," she tried to teach her mother, hoping she'd listen, "And they are particular about this sort of stuff." "What?" Her mother snapped. "I think that you are not quite right in your mind, Evangeline. Do you think Sir Ive
“Gabby?” Jane repeated inwardly, turning the name over in her head as they walked. So that must be the little girl’s name. The child had been clinging to the boy’s sleeve the entire time, peeking at Jane every few seconds before hiding again, and somehow the nickname suited her small, round face perfectly.The corridor stretched quietly before them, their footsteps softened by the thick carpet beneath. Jane glanced at the boy beside her before deciding to test her luck a little further.“So if her name is Gabby,” she asked carefully, “what’s yours, young master?”Perhaps it was because she had agreed to cook for him, or perhaps the title “young master” still pleased him more than he wanted to admit, but the boy no longer looked nearly as guarded as before. In fact, he straightened almost immediately after hearing it, a spark of pride flickering across his face.He placed one hand neatly over his waist and lifted his chin with exaggerated grace, imitating the formal manners of an adult
"Achoo!" A loud sneeze slipped from Jane. She frowned, placing a hand on her nose and rubbed it with a frown. For some reason the place, though an open ground had a rather spicy scent lingering around the place, so much so that she felt her nose itching this entire time, burning if she took a breath too deeply. But Jane kept the itchiness to herself. The last thing she want was to wake up whatever wild beast that was inside this cage. What if she woke them up just because of how loud she was? No, no, that would be a bad idea. And also, although she had walked for about five minutes mindlessly, she hadn't seen anything at all, nothing in fact, when she should be seeing the "pet" that Victor kept in this place. Thinking about Victor again, Jane felt a sense of annoyance. She found a rock and mindlessly kick it with the tip of her shoes, muttering to herself, "The saying of looking like an angel yet holding a devil's soul is truly him in flesh."Jane continued to pucker up her lips,
Jane stared at the cage, the words dying somewhere between her throat and her lips.The cavern swallowed sound too easily, its vast hollow stretching above them like the ribcage of something ancient and long dead. And there, set deep within its shadows, stood the cage.It was far too large.No harmless creature needed iron bars that thick, nor locks that heavy. The metal itself looked worn, not from age alone, but from strain, as though something inside had tested its limits more than once... and failed.A cold thread of realization slipped down Jane's spine.Whatever lived in there was not something meant to be cared for.It was something meant to be contained.She swallowed, her throat suddenly dry, as a sheen of cold sweat gathered at the nape of her neck. Slowly, almost instinctively, her head turned toward Victor. Her expression softened into something pleading, even though she knew those unseeing eyes would never truly catch it."I... I don't do well with animals," she said, her
Clearly, there was no such "Jane's service" that could have impressed Victor. Without being humble and only subjective, the only service that Jane had done for him was nothing but hold his hand and helped him walk for a few steps. She hadn't worked long for him, the only thing she had truly done was trying to run away from him! Clearly he had praised her excessively precisely because he wanted to cause trouble for her... This man.... Jane gulped when she felt Annie's gaze sweeping over her and how her jaw had clenched when she stopped at her face. "I-" Jane started to speak and quickly thought of something before bowing down, "I wouldn't dare to say that I could begin to compare to a senior maid," she bowed politely, "The young master must have misunderstood my intent on working my best as claiming that I would be better than any other senior maids here."Annie's eyebrows raised at once but Jane didn't stop, "I always admire the senior maids, if at any time, you have any menial ta







