My misstress( Chaennie )

Ch 3

The sun rose indicating a new day for the people . The daily hustle and bustle of the manor was heard . Maid cleaning the rooms , cooks preparing the meals for the day and workers doing their jobs was the picture of everyday in the manor . It looked like a normal noble household found all over the world , but the outside was just an dry covering that hid the dark truth . Everyday a woman was killed despite their status : one of the numerous wives of the duke , a daughter of the duke , a slave or a commoner none were spared . The reasons they died was simply because they didn't meet the standards of the men of the household . Every woman prays that they get to live one more day .

Roseanne POV~
Miss Grace had called me into her room .
I stood in front of the oak wood door that led into Miss Grace's room . I knocked to get her permission and the reply came with a faint "come in".
The room which was devoid of any light yesterday night , now glimmered in the warm tones of yellow . The bed was already made and the room was cleaned of any speck of dust .
Probably a maid came in the early morning to make the room .
I search for Miss Grace , who was  sitting on the vanity stool facing the mirror as she combed her hair with her hair . She turned and looked directly into my eyes and I quickly bowed to avoid the eye contact .
What is she doing , she knows that servants who look into their master's eyes are severely punished.
"Lift your head Roseanne." She commanded which I followed.
"Where were you last night?" She said as if she knew I was there last night .
" My room Miss ." I said hiding my emotions well .

She stood up from her place and walked close to where I was standing . She took a loose stand of my hair , which had came out of my clean low bun and started to play with it .
"I don't know why Affordinians are written as ugly slave creatures , when the one in front of me has such beauty ." She said .

My past memories started flashing infront of me as I composed myself in front of Miss Grace .
I felt her icy cold hand on my right cheek as she brushed those unruly loose strands . She smirked as she was getting the kinds of expressions she wanted from me .
I knew she was always like this , even as children she had her authority over me . Just the mere title of "miss" which she had due to her father and for being a citizen of Lapis , she had more power over me , a descendent of the fallen kingdom .

Slowly I could feel her lips close to my ears , which gave me a tingling feeling down my spine . Her cold fingers found its way to neck .
"Roseanne please don't lie , I know you followed me yesterday night."

Over and over I was cheated , it's time to put a stop to this endless petty cycle .
I am not an object to be sold or brought , I have life within me . I too breathe , eat , cry , smile and feel pain like you , then why this discrimination.🍂🍂