A man sitting on the rocking chair, speaks while being surrounded by darkness.
"Give me report about Lady Isabelle? Any thing suspicious? You think?"
His voice old and heavy.
The spy who was send to Isabelle, spoke with a confident in his voice about his report of Isabelle's behaviour and movements.
"No, your highness, I didn't find anything suspicious"
"I heard the duke visits her often then normal?"
The voice in the darkness asked.
"It is a bit odd, your highness, but they just talk about old memories of them being together and sometimes they would just normally drink"
The whole times the spy didn't lift up his gaze to the man.
"Drink? What? Wine?"
The mysterious voice had suspicious about what she drunk.
"No, your highness, just tea, Lady Isabelle is the one who drinks wine, the duke don't"
He took a newly bud of flower out from his pockets and showed it to the mysterious voice.
"One time was weird when Lady Isabelle was cutting the flower buds, but when the duke said something to her, the lady placed the scissors right next to his throat, but everything soon was short it out, I think it must have been some kind of conflict between the two"
The mysterious person stretches is hand out for the flower bud.
"That is impossible, something might be going wrong, where is she now?"
"She is in kouvosto village for the rain problem, it was decided in the council so nothing to worry about that, your highness"
"But, there is a young living with her"
"The rumoured boy? You mean?"
"Yes, your highness, the rumoured boy, he was restless about something, the whole week and one day that boy was moving back and forth many times between the library in the garden to Lady Isabelle, as if he was searching about something, but I think your Highness, it might have been the boy's curiosity about the old castle"
The man steps down from the rocking chair and walks to the spy, emerging from the dark. The light coming from the closed windows through the white curtains, falls on his face.
The crown on his head marked his status as the king.
"Okay, don't hide anything and give me the information about every single thing she does"
"Yes, your highness!"
The spy's voice loud as he didn't had any doubts and was confident about bring more information.
He made his way out of the room, but soon stopped by the king, standing behind him.
"Stop!"
The spy stops his footsteps and turned around to the king'a direction, having his head hang low.
"But don't you think the flower bud is too old, it is brown now and not green. Did you took time to inform me about this report?"
"Forgive me, my highness, this won't happen again"
"But you did what's the guarantee that you want to it again?"
"Your highness. Please kill me I deserve to die"
The got on his knees and begged for his life while he banged he's head on the wooden floor.
"Yes, you do deserve to die and I am a kind and smart, king. I will make your death much more painful as examples for the other spys"
"But for now you'll stay in dungeon, count days and wait for your death to take you"
Isabelle stepped outside followed by Andrew.
Stepping outside, Andrew found his villager, standing surrounding the carriage, everyone curious about who came.
Isabelle spoke looking at the villagers.
"Distribution the food and water among these villagers and prepare that place, check if it is done or not to stay"
She said to the guards and ordered the carriage man to prepare the place which she had choosen for her stay.
While Isabelle was talking, she felt a grip on her dress. Isabelle looked down to her right and found Andrew holding her dress, he looked nervous.
Andrew parted his lips to speak in a low voice, which went inaudible by Isabelle, she bent her knees and let him whisper in her ears.
"My lady, can I also help the guards in distribution"
"Go ahead, I will happy and feel proud that you did. My love"
Andrew flushed and his nervous changed into confidence and feeling of impressing her.
He went to the sack of rice and went around distributing it, when he came face to face with the trio, he trembled a little, but to his surprise they didn't recognised him.
Isabelle's dark black eyes observed him from a far.
"My lady, this is the best inn in this village"
The owner of the house said while opening the door of the room of Isabelle's selection.
"My love, do you like this inn?"
Ignoring the owner, she asked Andrew's opinion.
"Yes, my lady"
Andrew confirmed to her.
"My lady, I have somewhere I want to be"
Andrew requested for permission from Isabelle.
"Oh, yes I won't stop you after all I brought you here for that purpose"
He bowed his head down once and ran away in the opposite direction, running outside from the inn. Isabelle kept her eyes on him until he was out of the sight.
Coming outside the inn, he looked back once in Isabelle's direction and gave her a happy smile and walked away.
While walking, keeping his dad in his mind. Andrew encountered the old man's house where he almost got raped by that filthy old man.
But to his surprise the house was not like it was.
The house was sealed and it was strictly written on the broad not to enter the house as it was a crime scene.
Spider webs on the corners, flowers on the window dead and dry like no one cared for it anymore.
Andrew was very kind, he felt worried about that old man. He peeked inside the house from the fence, not wanting to go inside.
And it looked like the house was empty for months.
A girl approached Andrew and spoke with her sweet baby like voice.
"If you are searching for that man, he is not alive anymore, master"
"What happened to him?"
"I don't know, many official visited this place in hope to know what happened, but nothing so far.
If you still want to know what happened I will tell you, I heard my mom say to other that there are signs of a murder inside the house. The man was pushed down the stairs at night time. But suspect never was found so the case was closed"
"Oh~"
"Thank you, I was going somewhere"
Andrew went to walk in the other direction.
****
"Father!"
Andrew found his dad working in the filed alone in the heat, sweat dripped from his forehead.
His father turned around and found Andrew standing with a smile on his face.
His father said something to Andrew that made him shocked and he felt as if his ground moved underneath his shoes.
Running he came back to the inn, but he did not found Isabelle there, searching for her, he found her talking with some old wise villagers.
She had a frilly umbrella over her and her dress as a working noble lady.
He walked to her and stood beside her.
"We will talk later on, it seemed like my beloved one want to say something urgent"
They all bowed their head and left her with Andrew.
"Speak"
Isabelle said calmly.
"Why this have to be done, my lady?"
"What have to be done, Andrew?"
"The sacrifice of a young unmarried girl?"
"The sacrifice is important. Andrew. The villagers need rain and for that we need sacrifice"
"My lady you are strong and powerful in many untold ways why don't this matter can be handled without the sacrifice?"
"Oh my, You have strong believe in my powers which you haven't seen yet?"
Isabelle chuckled.
"Yes i can my dear, on one condition"
"My lady, you need a condition in this time too?"
Isabelle laughed hearing his reply.
"Yes only one condition, you can give it to without any trouble, it will be easy for you"
"What is it, my lady?"
"You only need to kiss my cheek"
She tapped on her cheeks and bent down towards Andrew and brought her face close to his and smiled, a cunning smile.
Her breath brushed his lips and he licked them to have the surface wet.
"Here?!"
The shy Andrew spoke, he hoped for his fast uncomfortable heartbeats to stop.
But unfortunately his loud heartbeats went noticed by Isabelle.
"Okay, how about in the bedroom?"
Isabelle whispered into his ears, teasing him even more.
And his ears turned deep red and his eyes staring on the ground.
"But my lady, first you need to stop the sacrifice"
He said standing on his ground.
"Oh it's easy, you go and wait in the bedroom, when the work will be done. I will come there to get my reward"
A smirked shined on her lips.
Andrew went to wait in his bedroom,
Walking in circles in his room having only one thing in mind.
"Should I wait in my bedroom or in her's?"
'what am I even worrying about'
He scratched his head hard.
He sat down on his bed and would look outside the window time to time, keeping a check of time and weather.
The weather started to turn dark with clouds and rain poured down on the ground.
The happy sound of surprised villagers came into his ears.
Without any rituals the rain came down.
It was surprising for the villagers.
Andrew pushed himself down from the bed and walked to the open windows. He stretched his hand out to feel the rain drops land on his palm.
"Dear~"
The sweet sound of Isabelle startled him and nervous he turned around, but as he did, he found
Isabelle stand right close to him.
He lowered his face and stared to the side of the room.
"My.. lad..y" his voice was full of nervousness and embarrassment.
His ears and cheeks turned red due to the rush of blood and heat.
Isabelle whispered in his ear,
"Are you ready?"
Her voice was seductive, and excited that any one can fall into her traps even when the person knew about the traps still he is going to jump. He will still will loved to get close to her. Her voice sounded this seductive.
Hearing no reply from Andrew she blew light hot air into his ears.
Jerked Andrew with this hot air coming into his ears, it made him feel things, he tried to rush outside his own room.
This somewhat hurt her pride and she closed all the windows and doors in the room.
Preventing Andrew from going outside. He stood there startled and heard Isabelle walked towards him. He heard her say,
"My dear, I did what you told me to, it is very unfaithful of you not going as the condition was told"
Isabelle sounded upset and disappointed.
Isabelle walked to him without breaking the eye contact each step Isabelle would take to close up the distance and same steps would taken by Andrew to keep up the distance, but this slow chase came to an end when Andrew's back hit the door behind him.
Isabelle captured him by placing her hand on each side of Andrew. He gulped down a saliva of nervousness and worry. His toes curled up which went unnoticed by her as he was wearing shoes.
"Give me a kiss on the cheek"
Isabelle whispered, being close to his lips like she whispered to his lips, asking them to kiss her cheeks.
"My.. la..dy, I will...kiss..your ... lovely cheeks..until my lips pleases you..but can you close your eyes"
His voice was very low and full of embarrassment.
Like he could die here right now and the reason will be embarrassment.
"Oh my, what is this?"
Isabelle was astonished with Andrew's sudden change in behaviour.
Isabelle closed her eyes and waited for a kiss, but there was no soft touch. She opened her eyes and found Andrew staring on the floor.
Isabelle held his jaw and lift his head up to look in his eyes, she was getting a little impatience.
"Don't test my patience, Andrew"
There was warning in her voice.
"My lady, can you please uncage me? I will surely please you"
Isabelle closed her eyes and freed him from her capture as Andrew said. Suddenly she felt soft touch of rose petals like lips on her lips not her cheek! The touch was there for just a few seconds.
This got her surprised and the doors to opened up. Andrew used this opportunity and dashed into her room as they were in his room.
Leaving surprised Isabelle in his room and she heard his voice saying.
"I will sleep here tonight"
The voice had embarrassment hidden in it.
Andrew couldn't sleep that night