Chapter 50 - Perverted King Again

On Santiago's side. 

Santiago couldn't describe what he was feeling when he found Persephone unconsciously lying on the white sheets attached to IV. She was sleeping serenely when he occupied the bench near her bed. Caressing her face softly, he saw her tear-stained cheeks. 

[She is not an easy one to cry. Those bastards will pay for making her cry!]

He had an urge to wake her up and ask her what she was lacking with him that she chose to take such a drastic step. Was he not keeping her safe? Was he not feeding her? Was he not showering her with enough luxuries? Not only this, he even agreed to accept her ridiculous wish of dancing with her every night. Still, she preferred to run away from him. 

If the cops had not found her on time, he couldn't even reckon what those people would have done to her! Just thought was enough to force him to commit mass murder. 

Presently, he had shut his brain off. All his focus was fixed on the woman lying unconsciously before him. Santiago didn't move for the whole night. He kept on sitting by her side. He took care of her for the entire night. 

It was his duty to keep her safe and secure. And he would make sure that she would have a peaceful sleep.

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Next day.

Persephone's eyes fluttered as she woke up from a deep rest. Adjusting to the sudden blinding brightness, she placed her hand on her eyes. But as she moved the hand, a pang of pain crept up from all the way from her wrist to shoulder. On moving her eyes, she saw an IV drip poked into her skin. 

Hospital!

[Yeah, the policemen must have sent me to the hospital!]

[I gotta admit that the perverted King has great police officers protecting the civilians!]

Not even for once, it crossed her mind that she was already caught. And her plan of eloping was busted! Or she was back into Villains clutches! 

Persephone creepily smiled, thinking of a new life that she was going to live... away from her wicked father and that vicious captor. 

That's it.

Bitches, she was going to live a very free life now! 

Ah, poor Persephone almost had a heart attack as she heard a very familiar voice. And this was how her novel dreams shattered into million tiny tiny pieces. 

"Stop smiling. You are creeping me out." 

Persephone found a very cranky Giselle looking at her. She was wearing a modest gray dress and her always open hair was pleated into a loose braid. She didn't look like the royal princess that she used to look like in the past. Ah, her condition made her look like a fallen princess. 

Oh, fuck! The vicious Villain found me again. Nooooooo. He busted all my planning. My poor heart couldn't take it anymore. God, kill me. Oh, please kill me. Sob. Sob. Why must I be the victim? 

"Your funny expressions tell me that you have realized that your little plan of escaping has failed," Giselle told her funnily. "Not only did you attract his wrath but also dragged me into this mess." 

"Stop bitching, Giselle," Persephone said irritatedly."I can't believe my super plan flopped." 

"Super plan?" Giselle snorted. "More like a death warrant!" 

"Fuck off, Gissy." 

"So you finally spread your poisonous fangs, little Percy. Knew from the start you were a poisonous bitch in the disguise of a sweet naive girl."

Persephone didn't mind her calling her a bitch. Could being innocent and sweet or even naive feed you? She was once one, but look at her where she is now! 

"Here." Giselle passed her a package without wasting any time arguing with her."Boss said to give it to her as soon as you are conscious. Judging from your face, it doesn't look like you need any rest now. So, wear it. We have work to do." 

"What do you mean?" The shocked Persephone asked her. Her eyes bulged out as she noticed the room where she was staying."And where are we?"

"Come on, Persephone, do you really think that Villain will forgive us for the rules we broke?" Giselle gave her a mocking look. "And as for your question where we are -- we are currently somewhere in Avolire Palace. Before you ask what Avolire Palace is, it is the official residence of His Majesty." 

"Holy shit. He is really a freaking King," Persephone uttered in utter shock. "But why are we here?" 

"Because we are new 'maids' that boss has sent to serve a royal family member," Giselle cleared her doubts. "And before you imagine something else, let me tell you that it was the punishment that he had selected for both of us." 

"How is this a punishment for me?" Persephone asked. Serving a royal family member as a maid was less of what she had imagined.

"Do you know what's your biggest flaw, Persephone?" asked Giselle as she leaned on the bed. "Your petty arrogance. Your 'I'm too good for everyone' attitude. You think we all are beneath you. Sure, I am not a clean or decent woman in your language. But look at me giving you a damn! Villain knew this better than anyone and so he punished you by forcing you to serve the most bratty royal family member. You have to hear and suffer all the insults that will be inflicted on you." 

"But how is it punishment for you?" Persephone whispered. Villain had struck where it hurt the most. Her pride. She had to swallow her pride and endure everything. 

Giselle gave a self-deprecating smile and said, "The person we will be serving is the only candidate for the next queen." 

"What!!!" 

"He made you serve that King's new wife---"

"Shhh!" Giselle shut her mouth with her palm. She glared at her and said, "Are you crazy?! This is not your country. This is Maisean Empire. People worship their king like a God here. You will talk about him with the honor that he deserved as the King of the land." 

"Whatever! I can't believe that we have to work as maids to survive." 

"Do you think we have a choice?"

"Dammit! Just pray that I won't pull that brat's hair if she pisses me off!"