Thank you for reading on ! We provide free access to all our stories, but maintaining this platform requires ongoing costs. To keep the site running and continue offering free content, we display advertisements. You can close the ads anytime, or upgrade to premium membership ($5/month) for an ad-free reading experience while supporting our mission. You can also earn premium for free by completing simple tasks. We truly appreciate your understanding and support!Abril had been speaking with Alessandro, trying to calm his anxiety and fears. She wanted to sleep, but she also needed to use the bathroom. She rose from the place beside the bed. "I'm here to help," she said, her voice steady. Abril knew that one of the servants, Liona, would take care of her when she needed it. It was a nefarious thing, she thought, to rely on someone who had made her life more miserable than it already was. Liona had heard that servants were important and should be treated with respect. However, when she saw the person who loved her, she turned her back.noveldramaEven though the color of Liona's hair was different, Abril recognized her immediately. "What do you want?" Liona asked, her voice laced with illness. Abril noticed the contemptuous attitude Liona wore like a cloak. She supposed Liona thought she could play the part of a forgotten princess, just like a neglected wife, hoping to become a beloved queen. Abril approached her, determination in her eyes. "Do you know that you are a servant?" "Who?" Liona replied, her tone defiant. "I have a question for you. Do you know that you are a servant?" Abril pressed, her voice firm.Liona responded with a towering arrogance, "You think I should bow my head before someone of greater status? Do you want me to punish you?" "You've already gone mad!" Abril snapped, frustration bubbling to the surface. Abril wanted to teach Liona a lesson, to make her understand her place. "No, I just want to discipline a servant who doesn't know where her place is," she said, her voice cold. Abril had always despised Liona, believing her to be without magic, just a useless burden. But perhaps she was wrong.Liona was no longer the dizzy and naive princess; she was a woman who, despite her brave appearance, held her dignity and power. With a flick of her wrist, Abril conjured a fireball that enveloped Liona. The flames danced around her, and Liona screamed, panic overtaking her. "Those flames only affect monsters or those consumed by darkness," Abril thought, watching as Liona writhed in fear. Abril felt a pang of confusion; there was no trace of darkness in Liona.Just then, the door burst open, and Sirius and Taren stormed into the room, their eyes widening at the sight of Liona covered in flames. "What's going on here?" Sirius demanded, taking in the scene. Abril extinguished the flames, exasperated. "I was just educating this servant," she replied, her voice laced with irritation. "Monstrous! You're a monster!" Liona screamed, trying to flee, but Abril blocked her path. "Is this how you treat guests?" Sirius questioned, his brow furrowed. "She must have lost her mind," Taren added, glancing at Liona."I'm in charge of ensuring she receives appropriate punishment, if you allow it." Abril was not someone to be trifled with, but she was also not one to be overly kind, especially not to Liona. "Do what you want," she said, grabbing Liona by the arm and dragging her out of the room. Once alone, Sirius turned to Abril. "Is this girl afraid of darkness?" "Yes, but my flames do not harm humans; they purify them. Perhaps she is so rotten inside that my flames affect her," Abril replied, her voice steady. "Are you sure there are no traces of darkness?No monsters?" Sirius pressed, concern etched on his face. "There is darkness within her own heart," Abril stated, her gaze unwavering. "Then why does she scream?" Sirius was taken aback by Abril's words, her insight striking him. "She was supposed to take care of me," Abril continued, her tone softening slightly. "But she never increased her efforts; on the contrary, she made my life miserable." "Imagine that you were someone spiteful," Sirius mused. "I am human. Just because I act with light doesn't mean I'm a saint.Occasionally, I too want to be driven by my emotions," Abril replied, her voice tinged with frustration. Sirius shook his head, heading towards the exit. "You seek more attention than you deserve," he teased lightly. "Don't worry, I have no intention of doing that," Abril said, her thoughts drifting to Taren, who was nearby. As she contemplated her next move, she felt utterly exhausted. She returned to the blanket beside her bed, wishing for a servant who would fulfill her duties correctly. The dungeons were the worst place anyone could be sent, and Liona was being taken there.She knew she would face punishment for her actions, but she never imagined she would end up in the dungeons. Panic set in as she screamed for mercy. "Silence! You've brought this upon yourself," one of the guards snapped, slapping her. Liona had always been despised by Abril, and she thought her actions would never be forgiven. But there was something wrong; Abril was mistaken, and someone else could be ignored. Liona screamed in fear of being struck again, tears streaming down her cheeks. They entered the dungeons, the damp, rotten smell assaulting her senses.As she walked through the dark corridors, she heard the cries of the lost souls trapped within, begging for death. "Please, let me go," she pleaded, but one of the guards held her shoulders firmly. "Don't hold back; keep moving forward," he commanded. With trembling legs, Liona continued, her heart racing as they approached the cells. The darkness loomed around her, and she tried to resist entering, planting her feet firmly as she begged to be spared.