"I don't remember"
He tapped on his forehead while he said that.
"What?–
Do you take me as a fool, my dear?"
"Oh, no, my lady, it's just I don't remember"
His said it in a apologizing tone, while rubbing his hands together in a motion and his eyes staring at the floor.
"Do you want to die? Andrew?
If you die here, no one will come to take your body or worse, no one will ever know what happened with you, cause people will be scared to doubt me"
"Do you get what I just said?"
For a few minutes, Andrew did not replied, his eyes which was staring at the floor, few minutes ago, now was staring at Isabelle.
His hands grip on the chair's wood like he was holding onto his life string which was burning from the middle, soon any time that string can burn in half, burning from both sides.
He gulp down his saliva and said,
"Why are you scaring me like this?, my lady, I am scared"
Came his slow reply.
"Because, you are irrigating me"
At this moment, Isabelle was very annoyed with him, all that curiosity about Andrew was nothing now.
Controlling herself, before she could hurt him, she turned around and stood facing the window, she placed her hand on the plank of the window and looked outside the window.
Outside, the weather was Stromy, black clouds gathered in the blue, dark sky in a circle.
The dark skies was lit up by the lightning in the clouds. Lightning flashing in the dark skies, tearing the sky apart, because of the sudden–sudden flashes of the thunder, the town and the forest was visible for a brief seconds and when the thunder was gone, everything would turn dark once again.
'what's wrong with this skies?'
'why I am getting, a weird feeling from the beginning I came here?'
Isabelle thought, looking outside the window, her eyes staring at the forest.
"Are you not gonna ask me, any questions?"
Andrew asked her.
"Do you want me not to believe in you?"
Isabelle replied without giving him a glace.
'something is wrong'
"Ahh~ no, I want you to believe in me"
He denied in a very quick tone, a bright smile appeared on his youthful face.
"Wow~that was some answer, I wasn't expecting"
She said while thinking about the environment outside.
Her voice sounded dull.
Andrew felt that she was not interested in keeping a conversation with him.
But, one thing he didn't knew that she was lost in her thoughts.
"Can I ask you one question?"
"No"
"You asked me one? So why I can't?"
He tried keeping up the conversation.
"Okay, fine you can ask me your silly question"
"But know this I am not habitual of people asking 'me' questions"
She said putting pressure in the word 'me' in her sentence.
"What you did to the rat?"
He was curious about this question, from the beginning when he saw that unusual behaviour of that rat.
"That's some question, what do you think, I hypothesized it"
'what is this feeling, I am getting'
Isabelle thought looking outside the window.
"What?"
Andrew was shocked, and did not believed her, who would.
Hypothesizing a rat? Rubbish
Isabelle was so lost in her thoughts, that she did not gave a glace at what Andrew was doing behind her.
'These plates are really extraordinary, wow, unbelievable'
Andrew checked every plate present in the kitchen of that old house. Those plates were placed on the table.
White with flower pattern in the sides, dust on those plates, spider webs in the corners, those webs sticking from the plate to the table.
Andrew did had any trouble with the dust and spider webs because, he was habitual of these things.
He picked up one plate in his hand, flipped the plate around, looking at its behinds too.
He lifted up his face from the plate to Isabelle, he wanted to tell her about this extraordinary plates, but before he could, he saw her in a different light.
As she stood there, looking outside, Andrew was looking at her. For the first time since he came in the castle, this was the first time, when he saw her, cause whenever she talked to him, he would feel fear or would look at the floor or try to run away from her, so he never saw her.
Her beautiful white skin, which shined silver in this night, because of the lack of light in the room, her features were sharpen, her features came more alive, she had long eyelashes, she had full baby lips
'if she would smile, I guess she will look the most beautiful woman in the world'
Her off shoulder cloth was giving him a look to her clear beautiful skin,
'she has so, beautiful skin, she is so perfect'
'She is sparkling'
'Smell of fresh blood!!! did something happened to the carriage me–'
Isabelle thought.
Crash!!
The sound of plates breaking.
Accidentally, Andrew broke some plates in the kitchen.
Isabelle thoughts also broke with the plates, jerked she turned around and first she stared at him and then said in a astonished tone.
"What are you doing, can't you just sit quietly in the chair as you was?"
'what I am thinking, wake up Andrew'
"Sorry, I saw a extraordinary plate in the table, so I thought–"
'Smell of blood!!?'
"Did you cut your self!!!!!?"
"No, this can't be, I was careful with those plates"
He checked his hand and found a cut on the side of his hand.
"Idiot"
She cursed at him and headed towards him, coming close to him, she said.
"Sit, on the chair"
"Ah, okay"
Like a obedient little cat, he listened to her, if he truly had those little cat ears on top of his head, those ears right now would be sulking.
'so, it was the smell of his blood, I thought something might have happened to the carriage men'
She chuckled on her thought.