Chapter 1: The day I died
To all the people who are starting this book, a little warning. The first volume is meant to be a little frustrating. And you guys will find it frustrating because you know none of the back stories either. So be patient. You're gonna find many red flags but then you'll see that they aren't red flags. The first volume is actually pretty short. But then again, some of you will love the story right from the start! So, stay tuned and keep reading!
>>Corvina
The oppressive silence was broken only by the distant echoes of my footsteps.
The torchlight flickered as I descended the cold, stone steps leading into the dimly lit dungeon under the mansion. The echoing sound of my footsteps reverberated off the damp walls, the air grew damp and musty, sending shivers down my spine, though I pressed on, my obsession driving me forward.
As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I faced the iron-clad door that held him captive – Hael, the servant whose every action had consumed my thoughts.
"Hael~" I called his name lovingly. He didn't look up right away and I walked towards him. The key clinked ominously as I turned it in the lock, the metallic sound slicing through the silence of the dungeon. The heavy door groaned open, revealing a small, dimly lit cell.
"Hael, I'm here for you." I stepped inside the cell and he finally raised his head to look at me. His demeanor now replaced with weariness, his eyes darting up to meet mine. The chains that bound him rattled as he shifted uncomfortably on the cold, stone floor without a shirt. The flickering torchlight played on the contours of his face, accentuating the lines of fatigue etched into his features.
A twisted satisfaction welled within me as I gazed upon the man who had defied me, the one who had dared to challenge my authority. I relished the power I held over him, the knowledge that it was my will that had confined him to this bleak chamber. He was a prisoner, and I reveled in the control I exerted over his fate.
"Why have you come, my lady?" Hael's voice was strained, a mixture of exhaustion and resignation evident in his words.
A wicked smile played on my lips as I circled him like a predator closing in on its prey. "What do you mean why? I always come to take you back with me." I replied, savoring each word as it left my lips. "You missed me, didn't you?"
His eyes bore into mine, a mix of anger and desperation flickering within them. "What do you want from me?" He pleaded, his voice echoing in the confined space.