Marked by the Moon
a's
." The cold order s
stripped my blouse off and dragge
d brat of a royal sitting cross-legged on the bench at the end of her bed. Her fingers toye
e next time you bring my breakfast, you'll be sure that none of it is cold!"
ip she held so tightly in her grip scra
Warm blood flowed from my shoulder as my skin broke. With fi
strength by using tools since s
her maid's topless body was Princess
ver know how cruel our esteemed Princess Devi
queen. I heard they were great and merciful. Obviously,
os
I saw my body shaking. Each
ss, and I am just a maid. There's no use to reason with
ath and reasoned
the future Luna. Don't hit a royal. D
ins. I put my entire body weight on my fist pressed against the floor. Only then
t her face wrinkled with anger over my
he mirror? You sh*tty Omega! Look at your ugly face! You're the u
air. I was pleased to look at it, but it never mattered
long and sharp red nails dug into
Not only fear but also anger and doubt were visible. Those emotions revealed that Devi w
I would easily tear that whip out of
coul
d beg me! Say you were wro
uld snap. I could be forced to kneel, but I wouldn't give this s
unruly, u
to the ground. She kicked me in the s
y arms. The cuts her red nails left on my arm started to bleed. My s
as I shifted at midnight, the br
ough out of her and
y arm, called her favorite maid
damn cold butter." Throwing her whip to the floor, Princess
ssue? Her butter wasn't warm enough
owed her. She was entirely devoted to that p
put my blouse back on, and
me, her thin arm swinging even more quic
, I caught the tails of the whip. Wrapping them around my arm, I yanked i
Shian," I said. They were not ro
A lowly Omega tries to fight back against your superiors?
hard and threw the slap back o
d, covering her face with her hand. The pink
yes were full of disdain. "Le
nd grabbed my wounded
ly pulling away, but
today, b*tch," she muttered,
sed to find that her grip was stronger than Devi's. She shouldn't h
and took me to the maid's changing
and my hands, shaking with rag
rown hair, clawing at her stupid fa
he upper hand, thro
ded on the floor. My bac
ian rushed to me. I ma
ide, I turned and headed for
o Princess Devi and let her know that they had failed in their task of beating me. Admitting their failure might cause Prin
few of the cuts on my arms were bleeding, but I would be all right. I u
in the mirror and
but so did that elderly maid. I could easily slap the
l shift for the first time and become stronger. Then, you won't let Shian or any ot
d Helen, one of the maids in charge of the rest of us, standing
n me, and I suc
y is in her room, sick as a d
o say as she thrust the breakfast tray at me. Cle
up at once," she con
not to sound disrespectful. B
es. "To Prince Rege