When Elise fell asleep on the same night, she found herself standing in the corridor of White's Mansion in between the dark. Silence accompanied her as she continued to walk in the dusk. She looked around finding no flame from candles and was lost in the castle. No sounds could be heard which Elise found it weird, looking down she found that she had no shoes and had been walking barefoot.

In her dream, Elise was walking in a long hallway of White Mansion. She didn't know which part of White Mansion she was in but looking at the carved pattern on the ceiling, she knows it was the castle. It was nighttime, the place was dark that she felt lost but fortunately, little lights were coming from the window that helped her from losing her way.

She was wearing her chemise, the nightgown which was thin in fabric, and when coldness passed to her, she felt her body shivered from the cold. As she continued to walk, her feet stopped when her eyes realized she had been back to the wall of stones. Why was she here? Elise looked around the wall of stones her fingers were brought to touch the surface of the stones that felt dusty to her hands. Her body then turned around, in the dark she wasn't sure if she should be there.

"Elise." came the familiar voice, Elise knew who it was and her head turns in front of her, it was Master Ian who was standing at a long distance from her. Ian had just gone out from the room she remembered to be the gallery.

There was a slight frown appearing on Ian's forehead but his smile was still etched to his lips, "What are you doing here, in the night?" he asked her. His red eyes were looking at her in a confused expression. "Did you forget which way to your room?" he joked at her.

Elise thought no, she knows her way but this was her dream and she found herself shaking her head, replying a no toward Ian's question. Instead of rebuking Elise's words, Ian grinned at her.

"Come here," Ian ordered and outstretched his hand for her to take, without thinking twice, Elise walked away from the place, her hand was going to take Ian's hand when she felt her legs pulled.

Elise's body fell to crash on the ground, the pain scraped her knees and arm. She turned her head behind to see what had pulled her legs but she found no one. Her fingers suddenly felt cold.

Smells of light blood filled the room, Ian who was standing not too far from the place she had fallen frowned when he saw her clumsily fell down like a piece of slack meat. "What are you doing?" he asked her a tone of surprise laced his words and he stepped forward to take her hand.

Elise blinked at him, her mind felt it was having a hard time processing everything. This was her dream, if she falls down in her dream, there should be no pain she should feel but she could feel the pain on her legs throbbing and burning to her skin. She looked up, her eyes meeting Ian's red one which seemed to be angry at the moment, and shook her head, "I... was sleeping." Elise said, her words felt incoherent. "I was in my room, dreaming," she added.

In between her mind trying to understand what had taken place now and that her dream had turned to reality, she saw the shadows on Ian's face disappeared, his red eyes were like lights and she heard him clicked his tongue. The eyes he used to look at her was fierce and angered. "Are you hurt?" He asked her and his hand went to bring her leg which smells of blood for his eyes to see. Elise was surprised like the day when Ian had touched her legs she felt his cold skin rub over the wound that stayed on her ankle.

She heard him spoke, "Did you walk out of this Castle?"

"I didn't." Once she had finished her chores and was told to sleep, Elise went to sleep in her room which was on the first floor but when she opened her eyes she was already on the third floor. Slowly, the reality sank to her that this wasn't her dream any longer but reality.

"Then would you mind explain to me how do you receive these wounds?" Ian's eyes lifted up as he had stared at the wounds on her ankle. Elise looked down, to see there was a claw mark on her legs as if a beast or a dog had clawed her legs. Now that she had seen the wound, she felt pain aching on her skin, burning, and tears threaded to dribble to her cheeks.

Elise frowned, "Someone pulled me, just now. I don't know, from behind." and following her words Ian look behind and Elise followed him to see that behind her was an empty wall made out of stones.

But she did felt a hand pulling her ankle and she could have been wounded at that time! Elise's eyes shake in confusion and fear. "There was really something that pulled my legs."

Ian's crown was still noticeably on his forehead as he took Elise's statement. "Let's get this bandage." A look of fierceness stormed on his eyes as he stared at Elise who was dressed in a light dress. Had his girl walked all the way to the third floor dressed in this way? This was what made him frown and click his tongue the entire time.

When he stood up, Elise also stood up only for her a cry to escape her lips and her watery eyes began to let the tears drip down. She could not understand what was happening or why she was wounded but her heart pound in fear and she felt as if she had fought with something unable to be seen. When she tried to walk, the wound on her ankle ached. Pulling her long chemise, she saw the hem of her night gown was soaked in red color.

There was a time when Elise had her hand scratch by an animal but she didn't remember the pain to be as painful as she felt now. Her skin felt burning as if a smoldering hot iron had touched her skin and the tear is made. She tried hard not to cry but it was impossible with the painful ache she was feeling.

Ian sighed, and hearing his sigh, Elise felt bad. Was he angry? Since she had seen Master Ian earlier he was frowning, clicking his tongue, and now he sighed.

"I'm sorry." she apologized, feeling that even more than the pain she didn't want Master Ian to get angry.

"What are you apologizing for, silly?" His words were light for her ears, like sweet honey coaxing her. "I didn't tell you to stand earlier why did you try to stand with the wound?" As he asked, his body bent down and he kneeled one leg in front of her, "Don't tell me you like pain?" There was a hidden intention lurking behind his words as he asked her.

Unable to hold her lips as she felt the pain, she spoke, "Is there any pain that feels good?"

Deep down, Elise doubt there would be anyone finding pain to be good but Ian who heard her words like an invitation had his lips stretched wide. Even though the moonlight was silver in color, with Ian in front of her, Elise felt that the color of the moon was red. His hand sauntered above her legs and the wound, "There are many kinds of pain that felt pleasurable, sweetie. I'll tell you all about it when the time comes." His grin has fallen from being mischievous but one that was serious.

The girl didn't know what kind of button she had pushed and riled him by asking the question. Ian who had bent down took both of her legs and placed his hand on the back of her knees, at the same time, he took her waist, picking her up from the floor.

Elise felt her heart flipped when Ian carried her on his arm. Her hands swung in the air and she wishes she could tell him she could walk by herself but then Ian said to her, "Don't move puppy unless you want to have a worse wound than this."

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