Chapter 60 (1/2)
Chapter 60
As nobody stepped in, Amethyst turned to look at them. As though they were used to the sight, and just waiting for it to quickly end, not one of them displayed any expression on their faces.
For how long… for how long have these things happened repeatedly?
Amethyst turned to face the maids being whipped. The maid name Hebe was down on her knees and was begging.
“Please… I am sorry! Please forgive me!”
“Be quiet!”
“Aghhh!”
Whip! Whip!
The sound of the whip continued on. Then soon the thin whip started to cut into their flesh. Blood dripped from the tassels on the whip and brought about a grin on Dajal’s face. His opaque pupils were filled with excitement and his lips rose into a sadistic smile.
The sight of him made Amethyst shudder. He was going overboard to call this a warning. His act was going past excitement and more towards a frenzy. As she was about to step forward to stop him, a hand ceased her.
Amethyst turned to face the owner of the hand.
Roman!
As their eyes met, Roman shook her head and whispered softly, “You mustn’t.”
“But…!”
“They are not being reprimanded for doing a poor job.”
“What?”
“Jane paid less bribes this month as she had to pay for her sister’s wedding, Carin too as her mother is not well. Hebe had to bail out her brother who got himself in trouble.”
“Then this means….!”
“Yes. This is a form of warning to everyone including you. If you get involved now, it’s dangerous.”
“But… If we leave them like that then-” Amethyst was flabbergasted at this atrocity.
“He will stop soon. If you really want to reach your objective… you must hold out for now.”
“But… .”
Roman looked desperately at Amethyst. Then they heard a sharp voice.
“Who is chit-chatting away! Huh?” Dajal slowly made his way and stood in front of Roman. The leather tassels were now stuck together due to the blood, and with that, he poked at her chest.
Romans tried hard to stand still as she was pushed off balance.
“Have you still not come to your senses?!”
“No, Sir.”
“Just because I’ve been letting you off lately you now think I’m easy?”
“No, Sir.”
“Ya right. You always pretend to be upright but in truth, I know you’re busy spreading your legs for those knights.”
“I have never done such a thing.”
“Ha, everyone knows you are a prostitute so who will believe you!”
As Roman glared at him like she could kill him, Dajal flinched. Then surprised at his own reaction he raised his hand.
“This little wrench!”
“Sir Dajal! I am sorry!”
At Amethyst’s cries, Dajal stopped his hand that was inches away from Roman’s face.