The Sleepless Night of the Maid — Chapter 58
Translator: Scarlet / Editor: Scarlet
Rex’s mother was beautiful. Shiny blonde hair, soft smile and friendly voice, with cozy arms and warm hands.
“Have mercy, ma’am! Please, let me live!”
His mother cried as she was dragged to the secret room by two other maids. There was a large bucket full of wine on the floor.
Wearing expensive clothes, decorated splendidly, the noble lady raised her chin and looked down at the woman. Contempt, jealousy, and hatred burned in her eyes as if seeing something dirty.
“How dare a lowly!”
The noble lady, who insulted the woman with a cold voice, gave a nod to the maids. They dragged the mother in front of the bucket of liquor and pushed her head into it.
After raising her head in fear, the maids forced her face back into the bucket. No matter how much the mother struggled and prayed for help, the maids did not show any mercy. Only before she stopped breathing, the maids pulled her hair so that she could lift her head and breathe. When the woman’s breath barely returned, they pushed her head into the bucket again. She was forced to suffer, so the mother could not even rebel. Only then did the lady order the maids to let the mother go.
“If you flirt with my husband one more time, I’ll really kill you then. Okay?”
The noble woman, who only said what she had to say, turned away from the woman.
Only after the lady and the maids left, Rex, who was hiding in the corner, crawled to his mother while crying.
“Mother, come on. Mother.”
The young boy cried loudly, sweeping up his mother’s wet hair. There was nothing he could do but cry. The mother, who was barely breathing, reached out her trembling hand and clasped his hand. They held each other’s hands and sobbed.
“It’s okay. Mom’s okay, Rex…”
It was then, the door opened and the flashing shoes of a man appeared in front of him.
“Tsk tsk tsk.”
The sound of clicking from the man’s tongue was heard, and the servant who followed him hugged Rex.
“No, let go of me! I’m going to be with my mom! Let go of me!”
He struggled to get away from the servant. However, no matter how hard he tried to hold his mother’s hand, his hand eventually slipped from hers. The servant began to walk outside, hugging him.
Rex opened his eyes, screaming. His whole body was soaked in sweat. For a moment, he was nowhere in his dreams and reality, and he was frozen. He knew it was a dream, but that wasn’t the reality here. In reality, why would he hold Eva so tightly?
“Are you awake now?”
It was reality. Eva was with him in a strange and contradictory reality.
At midnight, Eva went out for a walk next to the calm river. Perhaps because she was intimidated by Rex’s behaviour, she couldn’t sleep. As soon as he came to his senses, he shut up and she returned to her accommodation as if she had been chased out without hearing any explanation. Eva was somehow not comfortable because she seemed to have seen Rex’s weak side.
It was a starry night, perhaps because the nights had become darker since it was autumn. The river flowed quietly and silently. Eva was looking at the moonlight shimmering on the current, gathering shawls around her shoulders. The quiet scenery permeated calmly, clearing her busy mind.
Eva tilted her head and narrowed her eyes thinly. It was weak, but she heard the faint sound of thumping on the ground somewhere. The sound of rain falling on a dry stone, the sound of gravel being swept away by current, or the sound of several horses galloping.
Eva, who was looking everywhere, looked at the arched bridge above the river. The moonlight shone brightly on the bridge, and oak trees lush with leaves were hanging over both sides of the bridge.
Eva looked at the bridge without moving as if she was under a spell. The sound grew louder and louder, and at some point the source of the sound appeared.
“What is this?”
There were knights wearing armour and riding galloping horses. It was very impressive to see them travelling at high speeds. The moonlight reflected off their armor, and their capes fluttered with a strong breeze. It was a scene where exclamations came out on their own.
Among them, there was a person who stood out. A person who was larger in shape than the others in the front of the group, and had their head raised higher. It was not known whether the pattern of the cape was slightly different or because they were in the center of the group. What was clear was that his presence stood out from a distance.
As if it were a dream, they quickly disappeared in front of her eyes.