ANATHEMA

CHAPTER 4

They finally arrived in front of the General's chamber. She gazed around and noticed fowlers staring at her. She promptly looked away. She is now creating imagery about the worst that could possibly happen, and seeing them staring at her made it even worse.

"Go inside, General Vasileios awaits."

"By myself?" she asked, appalled at the thought.

"Certainly."

"But—" She couldn't finish her words because Napoleon already walked towards the other fowlers. She sighed and knocked on the door.

"Permission to enter." she politely asked. After that, she opened the door and went inside.

When she got inside, she was amazed at how beautiful and spacious his chamber was.

"You're not here, merely for sight seeing dolly bird." she turned her gaze to the right where she heard a man's voice, and saw someone standing there staring at her. It was the man who she met last night! She screamed to herself.

Words cannot express how doomed she is. Standing in his presence made all her thoughts of wondering why the General summoned her to his chamber vanish as she realized she was at fault.

Her eyes slowly went to his wide bulky chest, which has an alluring tattoo of a mighty dragon, It was extremely attractive. Her eyes then continued to gaze down to his six packed abs. His body was undeniably amazing, but he was half naked.

"Do you like what you see?" She heard his cold voice that snapped her back to reality, her gaze went back to his face and there bestowed upon her was the handsome face she met last night.

"You must be?" She asked waiting for confirmation.

"General Vasileios," he replied, without paying her any attention. He went towards his bed where his gold vest and black cloak with gold linens are located.

"Do you need something, my lord?" she politely asked.

"Have you already forgotten about the punishment?" she was flabbergasted when she heard that. She forgot about the conversation they had last night, and she also did not expect him to be the General. She imagined someone who's a middle-aged man with a beard as the general; her expectations were completely opposite from reality.

General Vasileios fixed his armor vest and then put on his black cloak with golden linens. After that, he gazed at her.

"It seems that you did forget, in that case your punishment will be added to twenty days."

"Twenty days? That long?" She protested after hearing that, it was unbeknownst to her that the consequences are fetal.

"Am I hearing thirty?" he sat down on his table while crossing his arms to his chest, his cold stare caused her body to shiver. He is the General the man who slaughters the likes of her without a second thought, she finally met her formidable enemy and she will do everything to survive and conceal her identity.

"Twenty it is." Arsha was pretending to be beaming with joy, however she knows that the General comprehends that her reaction was a total sham.

"I can see that you detest to be in my presence, but do not expect that I enjoy yours." He stated while he went to his work station and sat down on his chair.

"No, not really General you're overlooking things too much." She was flustered with his sudden honesty.

"In that case, you'll be working for me for twenty days." Her jaw almost dropped to the ground, this is Akael's fault! If it wasn't for that perverted man she could have avoided this tragedy.