Rosie's Games

Chapter 94: The Unbelievers 1

"It was her." Dorothy could not stop herself from shaking as she staggered. Seeing the body of three naked men in her bedroom left her shaken. For the first time, fear registered inside her. "It was Rosalind. She did this. She really wanted to bring me down. She "

Realization hit her.

This wasn't just Rosalind's doing.

There is no way that someone like Rosalind would be able to accomplish such a feat. It must be the Duke.

The reason why Rosalind had changed so much was because of the backing of the Duke. This was all the Duke's doing!

"Get them out of my daughter's bed!" Victoria hissed, her gaze full of poison. "If this was indeed Rosalind's doing then" She hugged her daughter and slowly stroked Dorothy's back. "That woman just crossed the line."

"I told you, mother, she will not stop until she destroys me! She is going to kill me, mother. How could you stop me from doing something to her? No matter what, she needed to stay! She cannot leave this mansion and have her freedom!"

"Shhhh. Calm down don't worry your mother will take care of everything."

"Mother." Dorothy sobbed in her mother's arms. "We need to do something about her departure. We cannot just let her go."

"Grace, go ahead and escort her towards my quarters. Give her a bath and light up some candles that we receive from the south and pour her some calming tea. I will take care of everything." Victoria narrowed. Her daughter was still crying in her arms and as a mother, she could not let this continue. Rosalind wanted Dorothy's reputation to fall into ruins. Even if it was Dorothy who acted first, Rosalind's retaliation was still meant to destroy Dorothy!

How could she do that after everything that the Lux family had given her?

It was Rosalind and the Duke who schemed to make Dorothy marry into that family, knowing that Anthony Delibar is nothing but a waste! They wanted to ruin Dorothy's life! Why?

Dorothy did nothing to them!

She did nothing but exist!

Victoria thought that if she gave Rosalind everything that shewanted, the latter would leave her daughter alone! But this did not happen. Instead, she had been doing all these things with plans to completely ruin Dorothy's marriage and future life in the Delibar Household!

She needed to teach that woman a lesson!

Something that she cannot forget! She gritted her teeth.

She did not want to resort to this as she did not want Rosalind to reveal her blessing but the latter was leaving her with no choice!

She watched as the maids removed the bodies of the three naked men in Dorothy's bed. The men were only knocked out. They were not even dead.

"Madam, we already cleaned the room." A maid that looked to be in her twenties said. "We have removed the bed and are going to change everything."

"Good. I want everything done in an hour."

The maid nodded and disappeared once again. After making sure that she was alone, Victoria cleared her throat.

"Loren" she uttered in a low tone. In a few seconds, a man wearing black appeared next to her.

"Madam"

Loren was not someone from the Lux Family but from her very own marital family.

"Take care of those men."

"Do you need to leave a body?" he calmly asked.

"No."

"What about the maids?" Loren asked.

"Make sure that they would not be able to see another sunrise," she said without an iota of emotion on her face.

"Everything will be done according to the madam's order."

"Is there any news from my father?"

"There is"

Almost immediately she looked at the man wearing a mask on his face. Loren had been with her since she married Martin and arrived at the Lux Family. He was someone that her father gifted her. A slave. A knight. A guard. He would become everything that he wanted her to be.

Loren would do everything that she wanted, even if that involved ending his own life.

"Later. I want to hear everything that he has to say," she ordered before turning around and walking back into her quarters. The life of the maids and everyone else who saw those men were going to end tonight. That was not cruelty. That was called protection.

She was just trying to protect her daughter and everything that Dorothy deserved to have.

Not long after, she reached her quarters and was informed that Dorothy fell asleep in her bed. She immediately instructed Grace to leave her alone.

"Loren" she called out.

"Madam."

"Tell me everything that father said."

"There should be a way to transfer a blessing, but these were simply rumors."

"Rumors?"

"It was said that the one who kills the blessed one would be able to steal the blessing. But there are certain conditions that is needed to be met before that can happen."

"Conditions?"

"The blessed one needs to give up their life. They needed to lose hope and lose their faith in the Goddess."

"Whatever you mean?"

"There are certain ways to make someone lose hope, but all of them involve blood. I am not certain if the madam would "

"Do it."

"Pardon?"

"Do everything that you can to satisfy the conditions that this ritual needs."

"Madam, the master said that the methods are not proven yet. Killing a blessed one is a curse and everyone knows that. Unless of course, you use something that was used to kill a thousand souls."

"A thousand souls?" Victoria narrowed.

"Innocent souls."

"Is there a way to get such a blade?"

"There is."

"Tell me."

"The black market. They sell all types of weapons and we could tell them to get the blade that had killed as many as a thousand souls. However "

"What is it?"

"These methods are not proven. These were included in some forbidden books that the master acquired in the past. The methods were from a diary, but no one knows the owner or who wrote it. The master is unsure if it was even real."

"So there is a possibility that it was not even real," Victoria gritted her teeth in silence. It was common knowledge that the person who would kill a blessed one would be cursed by the Goddess and this curse would last for eternity.

But then again, she was not even sure if this was real or was just something that the seven families decided to make to save themselves from the people who hated them.