"Yes"she said her eyes filled with anger, remembering how brutally he had killed her last roommate just because she touched his painting.
She could remember that day vividly in her head, she and her roommate had just finished cleaning the Lord's room and was returning back to their chambers which was connected to the Lord's chamber, her roommate had seen the painting and took interest in it,walking towards the painting she raised her hand to touch it when a voice interrupted her.
"What are you doing, haven't you heard the multiple stories about the Lord's paintings" Ema said warning her.
"Ohh please, all those rumors are fake, I don't think the Lord would kill anyone because of a painting and anyways the Lord likes me and I don't think he would kill me because of a painting" she said giggling.
Rolling her eyes at her, she kept saying the Lord liked her because he had been asking for her services more frequently than usual although she herself felt the Lord must have a taken a liking in her but she couldn't help but worry about what Lady Isabella would do to her if she found out about this, thinking about this she felt even more uncertain.
"Stop Astrid, there is no smoke without fire, I don't think you should touch that painting" she said this time more worried having a bad feeling about this.
"Ema please, you are practically mothering me right now, why don't you take a chill pill and relax" she said finally raising her hand to touch the painting feeling it's texture behind her fingers, she felt very satisfied as she touched the painting.
The painting showed the Lord who sat on a throne in the center of an empty room wearing a mask, although she didn't understand the meaning of this painting, she just felt a sense of attraction towards the painting.
"What do you think you are doing" a voice filled with rage said from behind her, turning around she saw the cold gaze of the Lord looking at her with rage.
She sucked on her breath seeing his gaze, she had never seen him this angry before, he looked like his could kill her.
Behind him stood some core members in the palace, "I will not be repeating myself" he said his voice carrying intense malice.
"I.. I" she stammered feeling intense pressure under his gaze and terrifying presence.
"You can't speak, hmm well then, why don't you join your counterparts" he said his voice carrying absolutely viciousness, moving in the speed of lightening, he held her by the neck, snapping her neck he killed her, leaving her body to fall down limply make a thud sound as she fell.
Causing a gasp to escape Ema's lips making the Lord to turn to look at her, "get people to clean this up" he said before walking away and the people behind him followed but Madam Matilda stopped when she got to where Ema was feeling sympathy for her, patting her on the shoulder she left without saying a word.
Ema had stood there in shock looking at the dead body of her friend for a long time before recovering herself and ever since that day she had hated the Lord with everything inside of her, she had even thought of killing him but aborted the plan immediately not having the courage to do so but she secretly prayed for his downfall in her heart up to this day.
Coming back to the present she looked at Elisa the beautiful girl with silver hair in front of her, she suddenly realized the slight resemblance between her deceased friend Astrid and Elisa, they both had the same eyes and striking beauty, also similar to lady Isabella, she thought realizing something very big.
Tracing back, every single person the seem to have taken a liking to, they all had striking beauty, looking at Elisa face, she suddenly started feeling uneasy.
'Did the Lord like those type of girls' she thought feeling very worried for Elisa 'what if he took a liking to her too' she thought, no, she had to protect her from the evil claws of the Lord even if that meant she had to go to the extreme, she feeling a new formed determination.