The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

Dearest Noir (Part 2)

Chapter Warning:  Rape, Incest

Princess Noir kept her head high all the while she was led to her brother's room, stark naked and chained like a slave. The elf warriors posted on every corner of the castle never took their eyes off her, for the Usarved princess was beautiful. Angelli, for her part, was the one who couldn't keep her emotions from showing. Tears fell from her eyes as the princess endured humiliation.

Upon reaching the doors of the Lord Haya's chamber, Princess Noir told her servant, "You may now leave me."

Angelli, however, stood her ground, "At least, let me be with you until you enter, milady."

Her mistress smiled, "It's fine. As of now, I'm a slave to my brother, and I can't do anything about it. Please leave now, sparing yourself of my pathetic sight."

At that moment, Angelli burst crying. She held her mistress in a tight embrace, never intending to let her go, until the elf warriors forcibly separated them. Though she was asked by Princess Noir, the maid stayed until the second her mistress disappeared inside the Lord Haya's room.

"..."

Without a minute to waste, Angelli hurried off to the servants' quarters, where George and the other servants waited for her.

"I swear, by the saint's name," the maid stomped her feet, "I will kill the Lord Haya with my own hands, and lavish at his slow death!"

"Hush now, child!" George rebuked her. "Those long-ears outside might hear you!"

"I don't give a care anymore! I'll fight them with my magic, and with my bare hands if I have to!" she blurted out. "I can't accept how that accursed demon treated our mistress!"

"I understand your sentiments, Angelli," the butler talked in whispers. "However, as of now, we can't do anything about it. And the dead can't possibly be useful, won't you agree?"

"Then kill me! That's better than watching milady's suffering!"

George softly smiled and gave the maid a pat on the head, trying to calm her down. For a while, and in low voices, he just let Angelli rant her heart out, until the latter got tired of crying and complaining.

"Are you fine now?" the butler asked.

"How can I be fine, George? Our mistress...you know how much the Lord Haya lusted after her!"

"I know. That's why we're not staying silent. And don't die, either; I need you for something."

Another maid, Leiver, joined in their conversation, "Sir George, you have a plan in mind?"

"Shh! Not so loud," George gestured for them to lower their voices. "Of course. I served four Usarved masters in my lifetime, and I saw this castle grew from a rudimentary fortification to a splendid palace it is today. As such, I know the secret paths of this place that even the Lord Haya and Her Highness the Princess Noir are unaware of!"

"Damn it, George!" Angelli quipped. "You should've tell us sooner, so we could've sent someone to Lady Shevaun at the Conclave!"

"You have to understand, I have to move carefully, or everything will go to bust. See, I observed our enemies first, before I hatched my plans," the butler defended his actions. "We can't simply let someone escape to the Conclave. You know that the Lord Haya cast a mind-control spell all over the castle that activates once the hours of the long sleep is over. And during the long sleep, all the elves are awake and on guard duty."

"So, if you're telling us that, then it means you already formed a counter for those obstacles, right?"

"Yes, my observations of the behavior of the elf warriors has paid off," George confirmed. "Listen, this plan will only work if the Lord Haya isn't walking around the castle. If, by pure coincidence, he goes out of his room, then we'll have to cancel the breakout."