Chapter 57
Chapter 57 Tonight will be the end of their rebellion
They were gone for a while. Doris watched the sune up but didn’t see it fully raise before she fell
asleep on Enzo’s couch. As a maid, she would have normally been appalled at herself for potentially
staining the couch with the amount of blood on her clothes. Now, she felt numb to it all. To any sort of
thought that required her to listen to someone or take orders. How would she ever be that way again?
When she opened her eyes, it must have been hourster. The sun was low again and the fire had
dimmed to a slow burn. Enzo sat in a chair across from her with his eyes fixed on the dying mes. He
looked deep in thought, she wondered if he was here to punish her for Killing one of his own. As if he felt
her eyes on him, he looked over at her. “Doris, how are you feeling?” He asked as he sat up from his
slouched position. Doris lifted the heavy nket that was draped around her and pushed it off. She still
wore the bloodied clothes that reminded her it wasn’t a dream. She really did take someone’s life, didn’t
she? When she said nothing, he stood to pour
, some tea for her. “It was a stupid question, of course you’re not okay.” He ced the cup in her hands
and she let the heat unthaw her fingers that still felt like ice. She didn’t think it was possible to ever get
used to this sort of cold that chilled her bones. Enzo pulled the chair closer to sit near her. “I want you to
take the cabin next to mine. I’ll be able to hear you if you... if you need me.” “Is this going to be a nightly
event?” Doris asked numbly. She set down the cup without taking a single sip. Her stomach didn’t feel as
if it could handle anything in it. “No, I will make sure of that.” Enzo said with a dark tone. Doris wasn’t
sure she believed him this time. It was hard to trust anyone but herself anymore. Now that she had blood
on her hands, she knew she would never be the
same “Do you know where Prince William is?” Doris asked as she rubbed some of the blood off her
hands. In her mind, she saw his moody face. She imagined he would’ve killed those men for hurting her.
Wouldn’t he? Or was she only delusional? “No, we haven’t heard of his recent location but I will let you
know the moment we do. Are you wishing to go back to the pce with him?” “Yes. I wasn’t treated the
best there, but I was much safer than I am here.” Doris pushed her
… long hair back behind her shoulders. She felt disgusting, every ounce of her was rotten. She wished
she could peel off her skin and step into a new body. “I know you may have a hard time believing me, but
I assure you that no one willy a finger on you after tonight.” Enzo leaned towards her. He went to reach
out his hand, but thought better of it. “Tonight. You mean the full moon?” “In the north, we celebrate every
full moon. I originally had ns to make tonight more fun but after what happened-things changed.” Enzo
scratched his jaw with his alert eyes on
her. “In what way? Are you going to cancel the party or whatever it is you do?” “No, it’s not cancelled.
There’ll still be a gathering, it just won’t be fun. Before the wolves take over our bodies, I have something
in mind involving those that wished you harm.” Enzo opened his coat and took out something t
wrapped in leather. He ced it in her hands gently as if he was trying not to scare her off. “Will you be
my guest of honor?” Doris unwrapped the leather and saw her own reflection shine back at her in a
sharp dagger. It had small flowers engraved on the hilt and was small enough to wear on a belt. She
looked back up at him with a question in her
gaze. “You should have been given a weapon the first night you came here, especially after what you’ve
been through. I was a fool for not arming you sooner, I hope you can forgive me for it.” Doris lifted the
de and lightly trailed her fingers across the medal. It was beautiful for something so deadly. “This is for
me to have?” “Of course, if you’ll take it. It’s yours to use as you need.” Enzo leaned back a little in his
chair. “It does have many uses other than stabbing others. For instance, you can cut up food or clear
your nails. Be careful, though. I once slit my finger open when the de was too sharp.” “I don’t even
know how to use a de.” Doris set it down and covered it with the leather again.
“Oh, there’s nothing to it. You point and stab. Really, there’s not much else to say.” Doris rolled her eyes,
Enzo onlyughed. “No, I mean-I’ve never really… had a weapon of my own. Not even at the pce, it’s
against the rules to let servants have a de.” “Ah, but again-you’re not at the pce, are you? You’re in
the dangerous north and you need something like this to keep under your pillow or I worry you’ll never
find peace to sleep again.”
. Something about his words sounded sad. Doris clenched the gift in her hands tightly. Enzo continued,
“If you want to throw it away the instant you leave this ce, you’re more than wee to. But it would
make me feel better if you kept this with you until you were safe at least.” “Thank you, Enzo. I mean it.”
Doris whispered. He only shook his head. “Don’t waste those words on me. I had some clothes delivered
for you, they’re in my bathing chamber. Take as long as you need ande find me when you’re done.
Doris watched as Enzo stood and left his cabin for her own use. He gestured for her to lock the door
once he closed it. She practically ran across the room to do just that -and then double checked that it
was closed and locked tight. She went to each of the windows just to unlock and lock them again. She
paced the room so many times before she finally went to wash all of the blood and gore from her skin.
It was hard to remind herself that she needed air, that she needed to live when the water tried to pull her
under and offer an eternal release. While she sat and scrubbed at her skin, she silently prayed that every
minute in the tub would allow her to scrub away everything she’d been through. Each day she
… came out more and more damaged, she wanted to be brand new again. She wanted to be the maid at
the pce that was too afraid to look others in their eyes and hid in the corners so no one would see her.
That maid felt further away from her, almost as if she didn’t exist anymore. When she finally emerged
from his cabin in a new set of winter clothes, she felt more detached than ever. Almost as if she was
walking beside herself rather than actually being there. Eliza rushed towards Doris with Enzo close
behind, she wrapped a thick shawl around her shoulders. “Oh, you poor dear. You shouldn’t be out here,
why don’t we go get you something to eat while I look at your wounds?” “I’m fine,” Doris said. Her fingers
touched the de at her side as if reminding herself it was there. Enzo seemed pleased that she decided
to wear it, but she didn’t really have a choice. Apparently, danger loved to follow her even in the smallest
corners of the world. “Well, you’ll at least have to let me help you get dressed for tonight.” Eliza said with
a kind smile. “I’ll just wear this, Eliza. Thank you, though.” Eliza threw a nce over at Enzo beside her .
“You’ll be the guest of honor, Doris-”
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… “She can wear what she wants, Eliza. Her attire is thest thing that matters at a time like this.” Enzo
said. He put his hand on Doris‘s lower back and led her away from the gathering crowd. They all looked
at her with a bit of pity in their eyes, she hated it. She hated being the victim again. She noticed they
avoided the path that led to the center of the vige-or camp. He purposefully led her down towards the
frozenke again and she was d for the distraction. “What’s so special about tonight anyway?” Doris
asked as they seated on the same log they did the day before. Enzo tossed her a bit of a smile that didn’t
reach his eyes. “Tonight will be the end of their rebellion towards me.”