"I cannot believe this. Forget it, I'll go in there and drag him out myself." She bowed to him, turned, and stormed off.
"Sinai, do not do that. Don't go in there."
She continued walking, ignoring his order.
"Sinai." This time, his voice grew sterner. Authoritative.
She paused, her posture rigid with anger. "My Lord?"
"Do not go to the forbidden chambers. Do not touch the boy. I have issued an order. Do not defy it," Vladya stated firmly, before he walked past her, and strode away.
“I have issued an order. Do not defy it, my ass." Sinai mocked as she rummaged through her closet. "As if I'm going to sit idly by while that boy remains there any longer."
Her maids stood nervously, waiting for her instructions, feeling helpless in the tense atmosphere.
Sinai finally found the garment she was looking for: a form-fitting gown that accentuated her curves, particularly the upper part of her backside. After putting it on, she turned to her maids. "The meccai leaves?"
"Here, my lady." One of them handed her a cup of hot tea.
Sinai took the wooden cup and downed its contents in one gulp. Meccai leaves heighten the scent of her blood, making it more tempting. Irresistible.
She settled into her dressing chair, and her maids took it as their cue to attend to her hair. As they styled her hair, Sinai seethed with anger, her hands clenching into fists.
To hell with Lord Vladya's command, he would come around eventually. It's not as if he would punish her because of a mere human, right? That idea was absurd.
As for Emeriel, Sinai had a plan.
She would feed Daemonikai until he was satisfied, enough to put him to sleep. Then, she would take that worthless boy away.
Once she had Emeriel safely removed, Sinai would inflict severe punishment upon him—painful and merciless. She would make him pay dearly.
"Nora?"
"Yes, mistress?"
"Ask one of the slavemasters to provide you with three spiked whips, and the crown of thorns. Afterward, proceed to the kitchen and instruct the cook to prepare boiling water mixed with long pepper and chili pepper. Have everything ready in the abandoned underground chamber."
Chapter thirty-five
THE MISTRESS AND THE SLAVE
Sinai made her way towards the forbidden chambers, her steps resolute and determined.
Upon reaching the imposing metal gates, she fixed them with a steely glare. The gates stood tall once again, all the locks securely fastened.
It seems Lord Vladya had wasted no time in ensuring their fortification. Yet, Lord Vladya had chosen to leave the boy in there.
Were they all expected to turn a blind eye to what was happening? Leave the boy with her Daemon for as long as the mindless beast wanted?
Over Sinai's dead body.
These past few days had not been easy for her. She had barely gotten a good night's sleep, and had almost worried herself to the grave, wondering what in Ukrae was going on.
People like Mistress Gaille taunted her, asking her silly questions like, "Do you think the boy is special? Do you think hepossesses the special powers required to bring back the grand king?"
Sinai scoffed. Such thoughts infuriated her to no end.
Yes, she wanted her Daemon's sanity restored, if it were even possible, but there was simply no way that boy would have any connection with that outcome. No way at all!