Wearing his clothes he came outside his room, he came inside the dining hall, but didn't found Isabelle there, he felt relief and sat down to have a meal after 3 days.
After, Having his breakfast, his stomach felt blessed.
He came out of the dining room.
While he was walking through the corridors, he saw that servant, who got punished for dropping the cake on Andrew's clothes.
She was busy cleaning the flower vases, she had a big eye patch to cover her face and wearing full sleeves cloth, the cloth prefect to cover the skin, just the face and hands visible to sight of others.
Andrew approached her and softly asked her,
"Are yo okay?"
Hearing the voice, that servant lifted up her eyes to him.
"Yes, I am, Master Andrew"
"Why you are still working here?"
His voice sounded worried for that servant and relaxing to ears.
"Cause, I love working here"
"Huh?"
Andrew did not understood her, she was tortured by Lady Isabelle, just 4 days ago, why didn't she changed her job? He was really puzzled.
'She must have financial problem ather home'
Andrew thought, a reasonable thing for not leaving the job.
'Or, Lady Isabelle must be making her work by force'
'wait, she can't, if it is the lady, this servant would have been fired long day ago, is she working here on her own'
Andrew corrected his own thoughts.
"Yes, I can see Lady Isabelle every single day, her clothes, her clipped nails, her hair, her voice, her eyes everything about her is awesome"
While saying this, that servant looked very happy.
"And you ruined my great opportunity"
She mumbled, her voice being inaudible to ears.
"Pardon me?"
She mumbled her words, but still Andrew heard it clear.
"Yes, you heard it right, you, Andrew, ruined my opportunity,
She said looking straight at Andrew, her expression angry, and annoyed then turned around, her back facing Andrew.
She was close to me, for the first time she gave me so much attention, her eyes were focused on me"
Her voice holding excitement, and when she turned around, she had a happy expression.
"Hehe"
"But you came in middle!!"
"You ruined everything"
"What are you saying?"
Andrew puzzled and rethought about what that could mean unless it was Obsession.
"What do I mean"
Silent fell for 2 minutes.
She suddenly brought up the question to Andrew.
"Did I asked for your help?"
"Did I!!!?"
Saying this she pushed Andrew and he was about to crash on the portrait behind, but soon caught by Isabelle.
Holding Andrew, she shifted her gaze from Andrew to that servant.
"What is happening here?"
Her voice sounded strict and serious, a hint of warning in it.
"Oh, my lady, I was cleaning the vase, but he interrupted"
She said in a hurry way, a smile came on her lips.
"He interrupted?" Isabelle frowned hearing the answer to her question.
"You dare? My Andrew can do anything in this castle, if he wants I can bring him your head in gift or if he wants he can say anything, no one will dare to say that he is the one interrupting, and here you?"
"I am sorry, my lady, I was just giving him a advice"
Feeling the danger, she apologized to Isabelle, keeping her head bowed down.
"Oh, then how about if I gave you a advice, say sorry to Andrew or get your tongue in your hands? Choose one, my dear?"
Isabelle slowly with balletic movements placed her hand on that servant's shoulder, comforting her that everything is okay, you can choose freely.
Her curled up in a sinister smile and eyes shinning with bloodlust.
The corridors felt bone chilling and unexpectedly cold. The environment turned suffocating and unbearable for the person persent in the her diameter.
"You choose to stay silent, then fine, Joseph, give me a knife"
Joseph was ready to give knife to Isabelle, but Andrew once again stopped.
"My lady, please don't do this"
Tears filled Andrew's eyes and he kept his head low, his nails digging inside his flesh.
"Fine, because of my kind cat, I am leaving you but don't you forget that he saved you"
Her smile fell down and she stared down on Andrew.
"Joseph take care of her, and yeah just fired her, do you understand?"
"Yes, my lady"
Suddenly, Andrew felt a warm hand holding his hand and pulling him away from the sence, he felt like someone just freed him from all this misery. He felt as if the warmth was making every sadness present in his life fade away, all his negative thoughts vanished on the touch of the hand, he lifted up his eyes and saw Isabelle holding his hand and pulling him away.
"Wanna run?"
She questioned him, while looking ahead and holding his hand.