Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 41 – 50
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 41 – 50
Daemonikai stared into the distance, his silence hung in the air, stretching taut. Finally, he gave a single, sharp nod.
Relief softened Vladya’s features. “Thank you, Your Grace,” he murmured, smiling a little.
“Cheeky bastard,” Daemonikai said with a good-natured snort, before he turned and strode away towards the Southern Wing.
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 41 – 50
Emeriel hurried towards the kitchen, a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach.
Madam Livia had summoned her, and it was her first time venturing to this part of the fortress.
If not for the helpful kitchen hand guiding her, she would still be lost in the maze-like corridors.
Her mind dwelled on Lord Herod’s words about the impending full heat. She had tried to distract herself all day, but the worry gnawed at her.
Aekeira would have offered comfort, but her elder sister was asleep when Emeriel checked. She couldn’t bring herself to disturb her.
The kitchen doors swung open, revealing a whirlwind of controlled chaos.
Urekai maids rushed about with buckets of water, male servants lugged piles of firewood, all dodging the stern-faced kitchen mistress who barked orders like a seasoned general.
A sweating cook labored over a roaring fire, turning a spit-roasted boar.
Another pounded herbs in a worn stone mortar, the fragrant scent of rosemary and thyme cutting through the smoky air. Pots bubbled on the hearth, their contents a mystery.
A wave of nerves washed over Emeriel as she navigated the bustling kitchen.
But then she spotted Madam Livia, meticulously arranging silver platters on a long wooden table, and a sigh of relief escaped her lips.
“Emeriel,” Madam Livia called, her voice cutting through the din.
Emeriel bowed. “You sent for me, madam?”
“Indeed. You will be assisting with dinner service. We are running short of Urekai servants due to the Lantern Festival preparations.”
“Yes, madam,” Emeriel replied, “Where will I be assigned?”
“The Southern Wing,” Madam Livia answered without hesitation. “The Grand King’s royal residence.”
Her heart skipped a beat. A sliver of unease crept up her spine. Surely, the head maid did not mean…
“You mean his territory, right? I will be serving the soldiers stationed around Frostfall?” Emeriel asked, just to clarify. Please, say yes.
Madam Livia paused, her gaze piercing Emeriel’s. “In case you have not noticed, this is a private kitchen.
Exclusively for the rulers. Only Urekais are permitted here. You and I are present because I willed it so.”
Emeriel noticed. She swallowed tightly. “I will be serving in the r-royal residence? You mean, the g-grand king?” Please, say no.
“Unless another ruler has taken up residence in the Southern Wing, yes,” Madam Livia replied dryly. “Now stop dawdling and get to work.”
Emeriel stood rooted to the spot. “But, but, I cannot! You know what Lord Vladya—”
“Lord Vladya is not here now, and Lord Vladya is not the head of maids. I am.” Madam Livia interrupted, her tone brooking no argument. “Besides, you are wearing scent suppressants. It should not be a problem.”
BOUND TO THE BEAST SEASON 2: CHAPTER 41 – 50
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