23. I trust you

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He kept his word. It became the talk of the castle, that he turned the third floor into his regular bedroom. Rumors were spread, that his wife might get killed or will live in exile soon. The maid didn't even stop pestering me about the count.

I was a mistress for a week now and still, he didn't demand to sleep with me. To my relief I was glad about it, spending the time with the count with games or lying beside him. Unfortunately, when I get to the kitchen in the morning, none of the staff would believe my story. I had to ignore most of their awkward questions, unless I wanted to die soon. One maid already fell into one of those rumor-death-traps, I haven't seen her since.

The count turned it into a regular thing, having me...ever night. It didn't take long for him to notice my worries, as they were written all over my face.

"What is the matter?" I jumped at his question, not aware of the expression on my face.

"Nothing Sir" "Don't lie to me, there is something. Tell me!" he isn't too patient and I knew that. I made my answer short, "The staff is asking mean questions about you."

He made his move on the chessboard, "Such as?"

"Is he hot underneath his armor? How is he in bed?...such questions."

"I see..." his voice was calm, but his face tells a different story...he didn't like it at all.

"I will deal with this" he said before finishing the last move, "Check mate."

In the morning, the staff was in turmoil. Everyone was chattering about the latest news. "Did you hear? The mistress will be in the master's room now, permanently." "I heard that inappropriate questions were asked about him and if he gets wind of it...that person will get hanged."

They all watched me, as I got my stuff from the maid's room. They all think he would use me as his slave...if only they knew. Apparently, he is treating me better than his own wife.

He was there when I got back, "Did the staff say anything to you?" I shook my head no, "They were all quiet." He nodded back, "I have to leave for a few days, give me a hand on the armor." "Don't you have servants to help you?" he gave me a glare that could burn holes into me. "From now on, you are the only one serving me up close, having the permission to touch me."

"Why?"

He leaned towards me, kissing my forehead lightly, "Because you are the only one I trust in this castle. I know you won't disappoint me. Now, help me get dressed."

"Where do you have to go?" I asked him, putting his cloak on. "War my dear...war. God had sent me an angel to protect and this is what I am going to do", he looked at my unhappy face. He turned around and placed something from his neck around mine...it was his cross, "With this I swear, I will return to you."

I was caught off guard by his kindness, that I wrapped my arms around his neck and kiss him passionately, "Be careful."

He kissed my tears away, which started to roll down my cheeks, "For you...always."

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