(Morgana's POV)
My body started to feel restless from within.
It was usually like this in my cat form, and seems to apply to this human body as well.
I would feel very restless and would just complain repeatedly about feeling hungry like a brat till we got home from where we ventured to play for that day.
Poor Ayana had to endure her own hunger and keep telling me to calm down and endure more, till we're home, but my human form had learned to be mature and not just act according to body want.
I was able to push the hunger feeling to the back of my mind and walk forward, but curiosity still got the best of me and I couldn't break our eyes contact.
The aroma got more intense as I am now closer to him.
I could see everything he's doing, but was too drawn by curiosity as to why he smells this way to mind it.
He checked out my breasts, curves and my lips weren't excluded.
I could tell he wished he could turn me around and complete the checkout, due to how he slightly tilted his head like he could see behind me if he tried harder.
Okay! Morgana, calm down.
I mentally said to myself, because this is a male visitor we're talking about here.
I am aware my experience working for her was peaceful in this world, because I didn't even fight back when she killed me in the previous world.
I should be careful with this man, to avoid history repeating itself.
I decided to just do my job and leave.
But there's a scary reason why I find it disturbing that he smells this way, but I still shook it off.
It's not possible. I don't belong to this world.
I set the tray on the table, put the sugar spoon on the cover of the sugar and nodded at him in acknowledging, because I was once informed by my boss's mom to not just walk past visitors like they do not exist.
They must have complained, for the woman to say that, so I heeded her words since then.
Okay! Time to go. My work is done here.
"Hey!"
Gosh! My heart felt like it would jump out of my chest.
It was as if the air that escaped his lips when he spoke, was meant to assault my nostril with this tempting aroma of sardine.
Yeah! I love sardine. That's my favourite fish. He smells like the canned one though, because that's literally what I consumed everyday.
I could eat human food, but I chose not to.
Why should I?
I could survive on meat and fish.
We're not even close, but the aroma was so strong and oddly pulling me in. It felt like I should nestled closer to him and have a taste.
I cannot eat humans, but if I could just lick.
Damn it!
The thought of licking him makes my heart skip in fear.
I knew my madam couldn't read mind, but what I imagined with her guest scared me silly, that I had to look behind to be sure she's not coming.
I frowned hard and decided to just get the hell out of there, but this sardine man actually asked me to help him get the remote control.
I did as told and when I turn back, his pose has changed.
He was now flexing his arm muscle, crossing his long legs and seriously, how could someone look this handsome.
He's incredibly beautiful and I couldn't help but access him.
Looks like he wants just that.
His face was well chiseled with his deep blue eyes penetrating as if looking into one's soul.
It was so captivating enough to give goosebumps if one let it drown them.
The good and tingling type of goosebumps though.
His muscular chest was hugged by a cyan t-shirt and long legs embraced by a black stretchy trousers.
Raven black hair with undercut at the side and faux hawk on top.
It was like the hairstyle was made for him from heaven, with the perfect trimmed beard that just complimented the facial as it traced a thin line down to his jaw, already expanded halfway and softly went past the space between his upper lips and nose.
Crazy! I should stop looking now.
Am I the only one finding him super hot, because I wished I could eat him or is this how every girl sees him?
Okay! I'm a cat and it's only natural, since he's like a giant canned sardine in my eyes.
I put the remote on the table, ignoring the excited look on him.
It was as if he discovered something awesome.
Wait! Could it be my ass?
No way right?
I'm not panicking because I give a damn what sort of a pervert he was, but I hope he stopped looking this interested, or I'm at the risk of dying again.
I quickly sprint off, knowing quite well he knew I've caught on to his intentions, so it definitely won't result in my madam hearing I ignored her guest.
I could tell he even stood up to chase, but I'm already gone and definitely wouldn't know what he did after.
This is bad.
This is bad.
Please, I don't want any drama. I only have a few years left and I can be out of here.
Being a serving girl for over twenty years is traumatizing enough.
I will lose my mind if I end up stuck with her longer than expected.
There's only one way for me to escape my boss's place, and that's when she willingly let me go, but that's never going to happen.
She's just as obsessed about me as she was, in the previous world.
Just mature this time and not picking on me for no reason.
Well, that's all thanks to my dying without questioning, but I'm sure the moment I did something against the rules of the perfect serving girl, she would go mad, whether she likes it or not.
She will feel like she owned my life and death, just like before and might kill me again.
It was painful.
I don't want to die again.
I'm really tired and it's taking Ayana's existence to keep me the sane.
Same routine everyday for decades. No day off, no break, no going out of their Villa, unless I want to dispose of dirt, which Ayana wouldn't even allow me to do.
It was suffocating, that I applaud them for this punishment.
They won.
I only wear a facade in front of Ayana, but I think I seriously forgot the fact that I'm royalty.
I am not a princess, but a serving girl.
I was now squatting in the kitchen with my face buried in my palms.
My heart continued to beat erratically and I could still faintly smell the sardine man.
I looked up, but I could only see the white ceiling of the kitchen.
I don't know if anyone could hear me, but mama and dada. If you two could hear me, please take me away from here.
I feel broken when I see Ayana struggling so much to do her chores and even forcefully add mine to it.
I feel suffocated mama. It's just a few years left, but mama, it felt like eternity.
Something odd just happened, dada and it shouldn't occur in a world I don't belong to.
I'm scared.
I feel like things wouldn't be as smooth as it has been with me and my master since I died and woke up here.
I was crying now.
I just felt this ominous feeling like things are going to change soon.
I don't use my powers, because I don't want to, but my instincts are nearly a fact. I could feel dark days coming and I am scared, because Ayana is here.
She has grown on me so much, that I am scared to see her get hurt.
I heard footsteps and could perceive the person approaching.
Ayana.
I quickly wiped my tears, shocked at myself.
How come an encounter with the sardine man makes me think back to things that didn't even bother me this much before.
Just, who is that guy?
Whoever he was, I must make sure to avoid him and perhaps, my emotions would be back in check and I would be the bad person that dragged an innocent girl in her mess and we could pull through it once and for all.
I could properly thank her and apologise then.
I owe her a lot.
"Your highness, why are you sad?"
Gosh! Damn her abilities! She could sense my mood, which made her serve me better.
I couldn't help but let my emotions take over again.
I wanted to let the tears out, so I cried and pulled her to me.
She was stunned and wanted to complain about how inappropriate it was.
How she's just my servant.
How she's not worthy of me coming down to her level this much, but what I wanted right now, isn't a reminder of the shit I'm in.
I just want to hold and hug my friend, sister, confidant.
I want to embrace the girl keeping me sane.
I used my power on her this time.
"Your…" She trailed off when she realized she couldn't move.
"Ayana, let me hug you, please. Forget who I am. See me as your friend." I said with pain in my heart.
She wanted to complain again, but seemed to give up.
"Okay, your highness. Please release me from the paralysis and let me hug you back."
I did as she asked and I was glad she really hugged me back.
I feel more hopeful. I feel more energetic.
She's one reason why I should really get this curse over with.
My motivation.
"Thank you, Ayana." I whispered softly and as if knowing I really needed her to flow along, she replied.
"You're welcome."