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Chapter seven

Naya stood in a corridor waiting patiently for Vlad to come back. She hoped he would come back with good news and that her sister would be treated.

She also wanted to see her sister as Zara was taken away the moment they stepped into the castle.

Naya's mind raced with thoughts of Zara. What condition was she in? Was she in pain? Was she even faring well?

Naya hoped that Vlad would be able to give her some answers.

As she waited, she thought back to the moment they'd been captured. It had all happened so quickly, and she still couldn't believe that she'd allowed herself to be taken prisoner by strange creatures.

She lost her werewolf's powers and voice.

But one thing was for sure, she wouldn't rest until she found a way to get Zara back to her health. She just hoped it wasn't too late.

She was still pondering about when she saw Vlad approaching. He looked dashing from a distance, as all the men she'd seen in the strange place were all good-looking.

She quickly ran to meet him eagerly,

“Thankfully. You've been approved to stay here.." Vlad began as his eyes studied Naya.

“Your sister is being taken care of and is responding to treatments.." he added and Naya breathed out in relief.

She wanted to speak to him and thank him but her voice just wouldn't come out for strange reasons, wanting to thank him she began to bow repeatedly.

“No need for that.." he waved her off, a passive look on his face.

“You'll be assigned to work as a maid and you'll be assigned to the kitchen.." he informed and Naya felt her heartbreak.

A werewolf princess reduced to nothingness in the twinkle of an eye.

Just a few days ago, she was the one ordering maids, now she's been turned into one. Could her life get more worse?

“Come with me... I'll show you to your duty post.." Vlad said as he began to walk away but Naya yelled him back as she quickly snapped her hand back after touching him. She wanted to see her sister.

‘Can I please see my sister for a little while? ‘ Luckily for Naya, she had been taught sign language before, so she knew how to use it well. She just hoped he understood her.

“Come with me.." he uttered to her greatest surprise and she couldn't be more happier.

‘ thank you ‘ she expressed as he began to lead her through the corridor to a room.

After a little while, they arrived in a room. NaYa's eyes met her sister, who was lying unconsciously on the bed. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully.

Naya quickly ran to the bed and was shocked to see that all of her sister's wounds had been healed. It was just a day, but her skin was spotless like she was never involved in an accident.

Naya knew that werewolf powers were not back yet because she could feel nothing and werewolves could never heal as far as that.

She began to ponder where she was and who the strange men were. They had this powerful Aura exuding from them.

She planted a kiss on her sister's forehead as she felt more than happy that she was alive. She couldn't wait for her to wake up.

She was still holding Zara's hand when something fell on the bed.

“What's your name?" Vlad asked and NaYa's eyes settled on a notepad.

She quickly wrote Naya on the notepad and showed it to him.

" And her? “ He pointed at Zara and Naya wrote xatas name also.

" Alright Naya, come with me. Your time is up... “ He announced as he began to leave the room. Naya followed briskly behind him. It was going to be a lot worse than she thought.

They arrived at a large kitchen that was filled with about ten maids and everyone hushed the moment their eyes fell on Vlad.

“Jennet?" Vlad called for going straight to the point.

“Yes, my Lord." An elderly woman of about fifty replied and she stepped out from a corner.

“This is a new recruit. Teach her everything she needs to know and get her a change of clothes. She'll begin working here and will be in charge of Rhy's meals.." he informed and Naya immediately felt all eyes on her at the mention of Rhys.

She had been hearing the name but she had no idea who he was or what power he held because from the look of things it seemed as if they pitied her.

“Treat her well, she's mute.." Vlad added and then he was gone like he never came.

“What's your name?" Jennet asked after Vlad was gone and Naya quickly showed her the place she had written her name earlier.

" Naya, Naya, Naya… .." jennet drew out from time to time as her eyes studied Naya.

“I'm in charge of the kitchen and mind you, I don't entertain laziness of any kind. I guess you're new here. So you definitely have no idea about the rules around here… “ she paused, her voice cold.

Naya could feel a sense of dread creeping over her as she listened to Jennet's words. It sounded like the woman was about to lay down some very strict rules, and Naya didn't know if she would be able to follow them. She needed to keep a low profile and stay out of trouble if she wanted to find a way to leave this strange place once Zara recovered.

She shook her head slowly.

“Good. Thank goodness your ears are working well.." Jennet deadpanned.

" Freshen up and get dressed. I don't entertain pigs... “ Jennet spat as she walked into the corner she came from.

Naya hadn't had a change of clothes and dried blood and mud were still on her.

The maids around went back to their work, pretending as if she was never there.

Naya literally felt alone, how would she freshen up when she didn't even know her room?

Naya stood there, feeling helpless and alone. She had no idea how to freshen up when she didn't even know where she was supposed to go. And the fact that the other maids were ignoring her only made her feel more isolated.

After a few moments of standing there, she decided to try to find someone who could help her, so she left the kitchen without anyone noticing. She began to wander down the corridor, keeping an eye out for any sign of a bathroom or a room that might be hers. As she walked, she noticed that the castle was enormous, with many winding corridors and passages.

It was very very huge and after walking for a while Naya discovered that she had wandered too far and that she was lost.

She was about to turn in another direction when her eyes caught something.

A red-haired man who was dressed very casually was sitting on the window ledge as he looked like he was busy with something.

She decided to ask for help.