《The Colour of Your Heart》Chapter 5 - A Rare Soul
Advertisement
The three servants returned to Mara’s room. This time, not only did they bring her a luxurious meal, they also brought dresses and shoes, but she hardly spared those a glance. She was ravenous. Refusing the first meal had been a colossal mistake (in protest, of course, but one she sorely regretted!). There had to be other more effective ways to revolt that didn’t include parting ways with her stomach.
To her surprise, they doubled up on everything: two large Japanese bento boxes, and another tray with individual dishes; a plate filled with *gyoza, another with *prawn tempura, then there was crab salad, and a bowl of *miso soup. Dessert was yet to be known and the fact that they had covered it with a cloche made it even more appealing. A feast for one person. Her mouth watered even before the servants finished setting the trays. All modesty forgotten, Mara tucked in. Whatever her dire circumstances, her appetite was impervious to them.
‘I hope the food will be to your liking?’ — A familiar voice in her mind. She nodded at the dark-skinned servant girl who smiled back timidly. — ‘I’m sorry it took a while longer than expected. We’ve been busy preparing for the banquet.’
The other two servants maintained their vacant gaze towards the ceiling, unaffected by Mara’s glutenous eagerness. They all waited.
Eventually, after finishing one bento box, she slowed down.
‘Lady Mara has an admirable appetite.’ The servant girl said, with a flustered but polite smile.
‘I… I’m sorry. I forget my manners when I’m hungry.’ Mara said, embarrassment at last seeping in.
‘Please, don’t apologise! Mr Mammon noticed that the last meal was not to your liking. He chose these dishes for you personally.’
Mara frowned. That Mammon guy. Was he using her love for food to get her to submit? Was he trying to make up for how his master behaved? No matter. She wouldn’t be bought so easily! Then she reached for another luscious gyoza piece. — ‘Can I ask, what is your name?’
‘I-I’m Miina.’
‘Miina. A beautiful name.’ — Mara smiled. — ‘It is very nice to meet you, Miina.’
Miina smiled brightly and almost bowed, but then caught herself. This wasn’t how a grey servant moved.
Advertisement
Mara appreciated her clumsiness. It somehow made everything seem less hopeless. Looking closely, perhaps Miina’s awkwardness was the only thing they had in common; she just stood out too much from her dead companions. Her smooth skin, her round grey eyes under her long lashes… she was absolutely stunning. She just didn’t seem to fit in with the others.
‘Miina… do you mind me asking. Are you a human? Like me?’
It was odd, but Miina seemed to ponder before answering. ‘I think I was… once, a long time ago.’
‘Forgive me, but you don’t seem too sure.’
‘I’m a soul… a human soul.’
‘Do you not remember?’
‘It is difficult with the grey on us every day.’ She said with a weak smile.
‘The grey?’
‘The colour, grey. It is the colour they use on us slaves. The colour of submission? They use it on us every day to ensure we perform our duties.’
The colour of submission.
Mara recalled the explosion of grey that horned lunatic threw at her before. Twice! So he intended to control her. To put her in a spell of sorts so she would submit to him. How dare he? She snapped one of the crab legs.
‘Lady Mara?’ The girl asked, fearfully.
‘I’m sorry, I was just lost in thought.’ — She chewed on the crabmeat. — ‘It’s just, you seem different from them.’ — Mara nodded to the zombie servants. — ‘You don’t have any injuries and you’re not missing body parts, and you can talk with your mind like the Shinigami and the tailed guy, Mammon.’
‘The Shinigami…? I’m not sure I understand…’
‘Mammon called him Lucifer.’ — Mara waved it off. — ‘Oh, and please, it’s just Mara.’
A smile lit Miina’s face. ‘Oh, Prince Lucifer. Everyone here calls him Prince Lucious, though.’
‘Lucious… ,’
Miina nodded brightly. Mara tried not to linger on him, not wanting to spoil her delightful meal.
‘So why are you different from the other servants? They don’t even look alive.’
‘I’m sorry. I’m not really sure. The grey has erased much of my memories. It’s just that every morning, a few moments after the dowsing of grey, I’m myself again. It doesn’t happen to anyone else. So I just try to go along with it.’
Advertisement
‘You mean you pretend to go along with it? Why?’
Miina nodded. She seemed ashamed.
‘It wouldn’t be safe for me otherwise. Being different here can be dangerous. There’s no telling what they would do if they discovered me and I’ve seen servants being discarded for less.’
‘Discarded? You mean like fired?’
Miina looked straight at Mara. Her serious stare was so uncharacteristic for a moment, it almost made her recoil.
‘No. They’re sent outside the walls to roam from kingdom to kingdom until the grey wears off. None of them ever return. Hell is a dangerous place for unprotected souls like me. It’s not just the creatures; some nobles have specific and vicious tastes for lost grey servants.’
Mara swallowed, unsure she wanted to ask more.
‘Miina… do you remember anything about your life? Like where you come from? How did you end up here? Were you taken too?’
Miina’s stare became haunted and distant.
‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t pry.’
‘No, it’s nothing. I think I am close to remembering. I think I had a big family… once with lots of sisters, but that’s really all I remember.’ She said with a meek smile.
It looked painful, trying to remember. Again, it seemed he had more in common with Miina than she imagined. She wanted to hear more, to help her somehow and perhaps see her smile genuinely. But was she even in a position to help someone else right now?
Then, as if a someone had flicked her inner light, Miina brightened and her eyes shone with life. ‘It is not all bad here! Mr Mammon, he helps and looks out for me. He seems very serious and strict, but I know he is a good person.’
‘Really?’ — Mara said with disdain. — ‘He doesn’t seem the type to care much about anything besides his precious master. Does he know you’re pretending to be a servant?’
Miina smiled awkwardly and shook her head. She seemed to avoid her gaze just then. Was she this shy all the time? Or maybe she just didn’t want to keep talking about how she was living her life, pretending to be someone else.
‘He is a wolf-warrior, did you know? They are a highly distinguished and respected clan in Hell. King Satan selects them for his own personal guard and his family’s. I heard that when he was young, master Lucious handpicked Mr Mammon himself. This caused a lot of commotion because Mr Mammon wasn’t even allowed to be a warrior. He was different you see, a half-breed. The wolf clan would never allow a half-breed into their warrior ranks, let alone serve royalty,’ — Here Mara held the bowl of miso just inches from her mouth. It was difficult to imagine the prideful Mammon not being worthy of something. — ‘but Master Lucious didn’t care and didn’t want anyone else.’ — Miina continued, oblivious. — ‘He’s proven time and time what an honourable and exceptional warrior he is. He should really be in the official military ranks, but wolves aren’t allowed that yet because of the laws. But we hear the general nobles praising him all the time, wishing he was in their service. Even young wolf warriors from his clan coming to Court, only to serve under him. He just will not leave prince Lucious’ side. Oh, and he’s so popular among the noble ladies! Even the married ones! He is just so handsome and so refined! He’s refused them all and prefers his own company and his work. So amazing.’
Well, even a dry guy like that has his own admirers, it seems. Miina looked like she could talk about him for the rest of the day.
Mara held on to her doubts quietly. No matter how impressive the butler was, he was still helping her captor. What kind of honourable deed was that, then?
*gyoza - a specific type of half-moon shaped Japanese dumplings; traditional gyoza is filled with minced pork and vegetables.
*prawn tempura - typical Japanese battered and deep fried prawns.
*miso soup - traditional Japanese soup consisting of a dashi stock (family of stocks used in Japanese cuisine;) into which softened miso paste is mixed.
Advertisement
- In Serial65 Chapters
His Curvy Obsession (BWWM)
Angelina's life took a turn when she left her father's country to New York City because of a scholarship she received. With her drowning in her self insecurities and anxieties of being a curvaceous half cast. Nathaniel, one of the eligible bachelors in State with a killer smiling face and body. The sole heir to his family's companies and a loyal fiance to his girlfriend. His fiance left him on his wedding day with a breakup letter. Due to the paparazzi and public eyes, he needed a replacement. #notyourtypicalbwwmbookDiscord group: https://discord.gg/qRRxHjg8TX© Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan).
8 1119 - In Serial63 Chapters
The Prodigy and the Genius
Miki Linux, a genius at small age that no one can compare, hides her intelligence for her to not attract people with high nobility. Fortunately for her, she's an illegitimate child of the Earl of Linux and also can't use any type of magic except ice magic.Wait, did I say magic? Yes. In this world, a parallel world where magic exists unlike Miki's old world. But this isn't like any world, but an otome game that her 'friend' played?!The thing is.... what's her role? no name character? a mob character? a rival? a friend? or the villain?"Whatever. It's not like I am her. I am me. I hate attention after all.... *yawn* it's time to sleep"***A/n: otome game is a story-based video game that is targeted towards women. Generally one of the goals, besides the main plot goal, is to develop a romantic relationship between the female player character and one of several male characters
8 87 - In Serial25 Chapters
13 and pregnant
What happens when 13 year old Brooklyn gets pregnant at such a young age?
8 254 - In Serial48 Chapters
Abandoned wife
Vindictive words of your beloved hurts the most. At first you are taken aback. You won't believe its from them. It cause unbearable pain at first but pain doesn't lessen in second, third and so on time. As the time passes intensity of the pain increased and at one point either you completely succumbed or became immune to every emotion. This is story of Vindictive Akshay and headstrong Smita. "I'll do as I please. Who are you to stop me? "Anger radiating from each cell of Smita. Her eyes were shooting daggers and pupils dilated.Nostrils were flared, muscles clenched and fist is ready to hit him." Ah my feisty princess is back. "he remarks. " I am not yours infact I never was. "she snapped.He took calculative steps towards her and holds her waist tightly with one hand. " What are you doing?" Smita struggles in his arms. She moved her hands vigorously to free herself from his grip but no avail his grip tightened on her waist. He pulled her towards him. Her breast were touching his bare torso. Her each movement now igniting raw passion and desire. Her breath became uneven and her struggle subsides.Its good for her as her efforts is sterile in compare to his strength. His hand touched her neck and stopped at her chin. He lifts her chin and looked directly into her eyes. "kiss me. "he ordered her. His words felt like venom. It felt like someone pour molten lava in her ears. She tries to push him away but his grip strengthens."You will kiss me today sweetheart. "his words ran shivers in her spine. " please "came a whisper from her. " You can leave AFTER KISSING ME" his emphasise words broke her hope. She stands on her tip toes, hold his face in her hands and placed her lips on his. His hand caressed her hairs and pulled her closer. He took all she have. When they were breathless he broke the kiss. "Forever mine, all mine, mine only . "he remarked. "Never yours."English is not my first language so you may witness grammatical errors.
8 148 - In Serial18 Chapters
Linger
Whats worse than your worst nightmare coming true. Susan finds her self kidnapped and locked in the crazy yet strangely handsome psychopath house. But what may be is worse is the actual things that run in his mind. What will happen when she starts to fall for a killer. (currently editing)*Photo is not mine*
8 123 - In Serial42 Chapters
King of the magical Britain
Long ago the magical world of Britain had they own royal line, but about 250 hundred years ago the crown and only prince and his wife were murdered and they only son missing. That was the end of royals rule and start of the magical ministry. Now a 250 years later a Heir to the royal line is found. What will he do with the power and his life? Will the magical Britain survive? Disclaimer: plot mine, Characters and world belongs to the Harry Potter author!
8 179