TRCR 150

“Now go back to your room.”

At Zeppelin’s indifferent command, Alicia stared for a moment at his turned back before slipping out of bed.

She gathered her scattered clothes and left the bedroom as ordered.

Silence flowed through the dim corridor.

Alicia hated the nights here with all her heart.

During the bustling day, she could at least empty her mind.

When melancholy struck, looking up at the Devonshire mansion gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight helped.

Reminding herself how magnificent her place was quickly dispelled bad moods.

But when invisible night fell, useless thoughts flooded in.

From her horrific past to the trials awaiting in the future—they tormented her endlessly.

So Alicia tried to sleep early.

She waited eagerly for morning.

But tonight she couldn’t.

For some reason, Zeppelin had taken her several times.

Thus, Alicia was left alone in the chilling Devonshire night.

‘Just sleep quickly.’

She wiped away…