Resetting Lady - Chapter 95

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Could it be that Dulan isn’t at the Evans Estate right now? Why? He should be putting Isela Evans to sleep for Karen’s sake right now. Karen was flustered. To take care of Isela, he should be here right now. Since she doesn’t have an ordinary illness, Dulan needs to continuously administer medicine. But why? At this time? Where did he go?

 

“…Who’s there?”

 

Karen saw a servant moving in the distance carrying a lamp. Karen quickly hid toward the stairs. But he was coming toward Karen. She had to hide somewhere. Karen went up the stairs.

 

“…”

 

She quickened her steps going up the stairs. Karen knew exactly where she needed to go right now. The top. She had to check. At the top was Isela Evans’ room.

 

Something was strange.

 

“Who goes there!”

 

An unexpected person appeared again. The manor was about to wake up. But even if she got whipped by Verdick, she had to check. Karen ran up almost at a sprint.

 

Thud thud thud.

 

The door came into view. Isela Evans’ door was locked, but Karen knew how to open it. Karen kicked the bottom of the door hard. The door opened.

 

And.

 

“…Where did they go?”

 

Isela’s room was completely empty. There was no one inside. Neither Dulan nor Isela who should be lying down. Karen entered the room and pulled back Isela’s bedding. No one was there. She looked at the trash bin. It was empty. It seemed like it hadn’t been used for quite a while. Where was Isela?

 

“What the…”

 

And someone behind Karen covered her mouth. Karen felt a familiar sensation. It was the sensation of suffocation.

 

Dulan. Isela. Donna.

 

Karen looked at the empty room with dimming eyes.

 

There was still no one there.

 

Karen opened her eyes. Then closed them again. Because she couldn’t see anything.

 

It must still be night.

 

Karen closed her eyes and tried to sleep again. Drowsiness poured over her again. But she felt the touch of unfamiliar fabric on her cheek. Karen opened her eyes again. Her sluggish reason slowly returned. It’s dark. Where is this place. Karen felt around the bed. It was to grab the rope with the bell at the end of the bed. But it didn’t reach her hand.

 

“…Ah.”

 

Karen remembered that she had lost consciousness at the Evans Estate at the end.

 

Karen had gone to the Evans Estate to meet Dulan. But Dulan wasn’t there. So she went to Isela’s room, but even she wasn’t there. Karen lost consciousness while looking at that room.

 

Where is this place. Karen lay prone on the bed and struggled to remember. It was too dark. It was a place without windows. Or maybe thick cloth was hung. Where did the person who kidnapped her from the Evans Estate move her to? Karen sat up.

 

“Where is this place…”

 

It was too dark.

 

Karen sat on the bed. It was too dark to get up.

 

“Verdick Evans?”

 

She tried calling out as a test, but no sound could be heard. Karen sat in the darkness and struggled to understand the surrounding situation. She had lost consciousness at the Evans Estate. Could this place be the Evans Family’s manor?

 

“…This is strange.”

 

Karen fumbled and stood up. She had to open the window to check inside the room. Or she had to open the door and go out. But it was too dark and Karen was a bit scared of walking in the pitch black.

 

I shouldn’t be afraid of this. Darkness isn’t scary. What’s really scary isn’t that kind of thing. Comforting herself, Karen stood up and reached out her hand.

 

Karen began walking around the room.

 

After a few steps, she touched a cold wall. Karen got slightly goosebumps from the chilly coldness. The touch of cold stone. Still, she walked while touching the wall.

 

“Ouch.”

 

There was something that rattled. Maybe it was some kind of ornament. Karen suppressed various imaginations that came to mind and touched the wall again. Her knee hurt a bit. As she fumbled forward more, she touched a wall made of wood instead of stone. It was a door.

 

But it wasn’t a door that could be used as a room door. It was about twice as wide as a normal door, and iron plates were reinforced horizontally in the middle. She felt the door handle. It was a handle made of two circles. It was heavy.

 

“…It’s heavy.”

 

Karen tried pulling and pushing, but it rattled slightly and wouldn’t open any further.

 

Someone had locked it from outside.

 

“…Why?”

 

Could this be a basement? But Karen knew Verdick Evans’ basement well. He often gave corporal punishment to servants there, but he didn’t put things like beds there. Why would beds be needed in a space for punishment. Was there another room in the basement. Karen had no memory of it.

 

This isn’t Verdick Evans’ manor.

 

Karen came to that conclusion. But even with the conclusion, she couldn’t understand.

 

“Why would Verdick Evans put me here…”

 

Even if he thought she was a thief who secretly entered the Evans Family, would there be a reason to put her in a place like this? It would be enough to greatly embarrass her and kick her out. Going further, he could report to the police and frame her as a thief. Karen was just a teenage woman on the surface.

 

The reason was revealed soon.

 

Because the door rattled and opened.

 

“You’re awake.”

 

It was Prince Guiz. He was an obvious person if he was obvious. This isn’t a particularly surprising twist, Karen thought while blinking. So this life ends as Prince Guiz’s plaything. I should look for a chance to hang myself and die. Karen openly sighed.

 

“Light up the room. Since you’re awake, you should get up now.”

 

Prince Guiz instructed the servants behind him.

 

When several torches were hung on the walls, the room was revealed. It looked much larger than what she felt in the darkness. It looked even more so because the ceiling was very high. Could this be the royal palace basement. Because it was a basement, there was unavoidable humidity, but when torches were hung everywhere, that also soon disappeared.

 

“The fireplace is still too hot so I won’t light it. Are you okay?”

 

“…Yes.”

 

Right. It’s still summer. A fireplace isn’t necessary. Appropriate temperature is important. That would be suitable for the ornaments in the room too. Karen was convinced.

 

There were many luxurious items. There were many differences from Verdick’s house. Verdick’s basement was thoroughly a space for punishment, but this place was a space for entertainment.

 

The bed Karen had been lying on was covered with green silk, and by the fireplace there were a table and chairs, and there were also several books on the table. The chairs were decorated with gold, and the table top was made of marble and ivory.

 

The bookshelf contained several books and ornaments. There was chess, and there were cards too. There were even dolls that children might play with. I’m going to die trying to match Prince Guiz’s tastes. Karen went and sat in the chair that Guiz pointed to with his hand.

 

“I… went to Mr. Verdick’s house, but when I opened my eyes, I’m in this place.”

 

“Verdick Evans wants to look good to me. How did he hear again that I fancy you.”

 

Prince Guiz answered with a much more slippery voice than when they first met. He was even smiling. Verdick Evans judged that I was something worth catching and selling. Karen was angry at Verdick. He should rather strangle her neck like before.

 

“…So he handed me over?”

 

She had just entered the manor to meet Dulan. Prince Guiz smiled slyly and approached Karen.

 

“He’s also a greedy merchant. You’re young so you probably don’t know well.”

 

His hand stroked Karen’s cheek. His wrinkled hand trembled slightly. He seemed to be suppressing something. But that patience didn’t seem like it would last very long. Karen opened her mouth. She wanted to divert attention elsewhere.

 

“What did you give to Mr. Verdick Evans?”

 

“That’s no longer your concern.”

 

“…Why did Verdick Evans hand me over?”

 

Prince Guiz opened Karen’s mouth with his finger. Karen wanted to close her mouth, but she obediently didn’t resist his force and opened her mouth.

 

“Your lips are pretty.”

 

Should I say thank you. But since her mouth was open, that was difficult. He didn’t seem to require that either. He withdrew his hand. Karen frowned because she thought she tasted something salty. Even that was hard to endure. Her expression management didn’t work well, but Prince Guiz didn’t mind it much.

 

“Verdick Evans wanted exactly one thing.”

 

Prince Guiz extended his hand to Karen. It was a polite posture. Karen took that hand. Prince Guiz placed his hand on Karen’s waist. He held Karen’s waist and hand and spun around. Karen came to see behind herself.

 

“He wanted your ruin.”

 

“…”

 

“The enemy of his daughter. The unfilial child who killed his father, he said. Did you kill Hyer?”

 

There was no music, but it seemed like she could hear a song.

 

How? That fact was clear. Karen thought of the empty room. She thought of the man who wasn’t where he should be. Ah, I see.

 

Dulan betrayed me.

 

Prince Guiz held Karen’s waist and stepped. Her body moved according to a steady beat.

 

“But I won’t destroy you. Why would I do that? When I obtained you with such difficulty.”

 

“…”

 

“Why would I hate you when you only do things I like?”

 

Father hung swaying on a rope. Swaying back and forth while laughing.

 

‘Tom killed me? You know well that’s not it. Would you have stopped? No, you definitely would have run over. You would have run over and hung a rope around my neck and laughed.’

 

The good times were over. Prince Guiz whispered in Karen’s ear. In a secretive voice as if addressing a lover. Even though there was no need to do so.

 

“Was it fun? It’s okay. I’ll protect you.”

 

“…You have no intention of letting me out.”

 

“Right, so I hope you’ll like this room.”

 

They dance. He turns Karen’s body. Karen entrusted her body to Prince Guiz’s dance and came to look around the room.

 

“It’ll be fun.”

 

The room was luxurious and quite spacious. Most of the items in the room sparkled. There were many toys too. Karen found it hard to take her eyes off each of those items. They were all top-quality goods without exception.

 

The masterpiece was the ornaments hanging on the walls.

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