Chapter 155: Brazen maid
A crescent moon hung up in the sky, casting a slow glow on the never-ending stretch of white environs covered with snow. Cedric’s horse stopped in front of the castle after crossing the gates.
It has been a long night, way past midnight; the sun would be hitting the sky in a few hours. He got off his horse and handed the reins to Elias. Cedric’s eyes darted around taking notice of the guards patrolling the perimeter.
From his face to his clothes was smeared with blood, some dripping from his fingertip. "Is there any other thing you require my assistance for, your Highness?" Elias asked.
Cedric was too exhausted to even answer that question, he was spent after having a long night. It was a long killing spree. He was sure he looked like a monster that rose from the depths of hell. "See you in the morning."
The sounds of horses’ hooves galloping away rang around, and he stood alone there. He was about to continue inside when he felt someone’s gaze on him. Instinctively, he looked in the direction of a window leading to the attic. A small frown etched on his brows as he caught the sight of someone running from the window.
It was far away and a blurred image, so he didn’t see who it was. He was in doubt, wondering if it was an illusion because the attic wasn’t accessible, so why would someone be there?
His curiosity was tugged, wondering who it was, but he was too exhausted to embark on any adventure in the dark. It might even be a ghost and he wanted to get himself out of these bloody clothes
He shrugged off the feeling and then headed into the castle, his footsteps leaving bloody marks as he made his way inside his chambers.
He ran into Evelyn, who was still awake, roaming the castle. "You should go to bed," Cedric suggested seeing the assassins who served as the personal maid of his wife.