Chapter 7: The Butler
My back found the wall and I am still shocked by what just happened. I kept my trembling gaze on my owner as he covered me with his broad frame standing before me like a terrifying mountain. I wanted to scream and run for my life but I couldn’t move, more like the very fear itself kept me glued to where I was. I was hoping to sense anything from this man so that I may know what to do but the mask on his face kept all sorts of reading away from me.
I have never felt like this in my entire life, even when I was abandoned and cast aside by my caretaker, it was nothing compared to this, this felt like I was standing before death, I was closer to death than I could ever imagine and it only just increased when his hand reached for me, the same hand he used to cut off the Grandmaster’s hand.
I panicked as I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the worse to happen, my heart slammed like drums and my body tensed to the point I felt like crumbling but all I heard was the doorknob so I opened my eyes and found his hand went to it and twisted it causing the door to open.
I gulped as I raised my head to his masked face, he just stood there holding the door open with no intention of walking through it.
I tensed when he moved and walked through it and all I heard was his footsteps in the hall that echoed in my ears. What just happened?
I heard a snicker and I turned to the Grandmaster still kneeling on the floor with his head bent and gripping his bleeding hand tightly.
"How stupid of me," he said in amusement. "My tongue has cost me my hand"
I gulped at his solemn words, and then his dull blue eyes met mine. "What manner of importance do you have? A mere fairy"
Puzzlement flushed my features, what does he mean by that? I thought I was important by being a fairy, people called millions for my worth, and yet I was far more important than a fairy to my new owner? Several questions chimed in my head with one being the most evident. Why did he purchase me then?