How could Maximillian forget the feeling? He wants to shred up the women apart. He was mad. Fuming mad.
He opened the caged and the two prisoners scurried back to the corners even if they do not have any space to scurry anymore.
Countess Stefna and Countess Clawsful went on the opossite corners of the prison.
"I will leave that two witch in your hands." Duke Maximus told his son and started walking through the door while the Countesses were screaming for mercy.
Maximillian heard the door locked from the outside as he started approaching Countess Clawsful's way first.
Maximillian harshly grabbed the half-paralyzed Clawsful's jaws that made the Countess unable to shout anymore. On the other hand, Stefna used that opportunity to break out in jail and reached for the door.
There was an insane happiness in her face when she thought she could at last leave the place but she turned completely crazy when she could not open the door and started shouting again.
Maximillian let Stefna to leave the prison because he knew that the Countess could not ever leave the place alive again. He was grasping Clawsful's jaws that it almost broke under his hands. Whatever the Countess did, she could not free herself from a child's grasp.
Maximillian was using two strenghts he inherited from his parents to withstand -overpower the Countess'. Clawsful was crying, her tears rummaged her sophisticated face as she hoped for mercy.
"How many whips did you do to her? Should I not also do that to you, right? I should lash you based on how many times you lashed her or else, it would not be fair at all." Maximillian stated grimly.
Before he could even break the Countess' jaws, he unsheathed his sword from the scabbard and thrusted it in from the Countess' mouth through her throat down to her abdomen.
When she pulled out his sword, her fithy and sticky blood splattered to him.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Stefna screamed to the top of her lungs as she saw how Clawsful's body dropped in the ground panting. She thought the other already died but not.
Clawsful coughed. She felt insanely painful as she did that. Painful. It was so painful. She just wanted to die fast so she would mot feel the pain anymore but lools like Maximillian had different plans.
Maximillian left Clawsful for a while. He whipped his sword in the air to shake of the blood as he approached Stefna who was pulling her own hair, both laughing and crying at the same time.
"No! Do not go near me... Do not!"
Maximillian grabbed Countess Stefna's hair. Stefna did not have any strenght left to stand up because she was shuddering too much in the suffocating room.
Maximillian slashed his sword to the Countess's face not just once, twice nor thrice. It was countless times that no space has left to slash her fcae anymore. The blood was dripping on the floor, the Countess could not scream anymore because the wounds stings just by moving her eyes.
It was a gruesome sight that would make anyone's stomach turned except for Maximillian.
Maximillian freed the Countess' hair and the woman's body fell on the cold ground.
The Countess crouched and wanted to touch her face but could not. She was enduring the pain while her salty tears was roll down in her wounded visage with her own blood.
No skin could almost be traced on her face because it was full of wounds like how Maxineirah's legs looked like. Her white face turned bloody red. Anyone would be frightened at the sight. She did not know what to do and she felt like she wanted to die right away. The same hopeless wish of her co-Countess.
Maximillian came back at Countess Clawsful's side who were in a dying state with her eyes widened while looking and following his every move.
Clawsful's sight were now starting to get blurry, it hurts just by breathing, everyone would. Who would not if someone just thrusted a sword in your lungs, right?
What Maximillian did to them two afterwards was only known by Maximillian himself. He left the room with the two Countesses still breathing, half-alive to suffer on the pain they were feeling before they finally die.
The room was in a mess. The blood was pooling in the floor and there were marks of blood scattered on the wall. It was unbelievable that the two women were still alive despite of what Maximillian had done to them.
All along, Maximlian thoroughly took care not to lose their consciousness to make them suffer in the brutality. He made sure they would not faint until they were out of breath.
When he got out of the room, it was his father he saw.
"Change." Maximus told his son and threw the spare change of clothes to Maximillian. He went on the dark hallway under the stairs and entered one of the rooms to change his clothes. When he got out of the room, he knew right away that he was now all alone in the floor, except for the two women who were locked up in the torture room. He could not detect his father's presence nor anyone.
"Brother!" Maxineirah greeted when she saw her Brother Maximillian got out of the forbidden room. Maximillian turned his head on his sister’s direction.
There was also Maximo who came behind her who seem pretending to be chasing after her slow running pace.
"Maxine." said Millian.
When Maxineirah arrived on his place, she hugged her brother's leg and looked up to her tall brother's figure before grinning from ear to ear. She then distanced herself and lifted her arms above her.
"Lift me up! Lift me up!" Maxine sais cheekily. Maximillian blinked.
He was still not used to this kind of treatment from Maxine.
Maximillian fell on a daze while Maxineirah and Maximo watched him until the youngest tilted her head to right as she pouted in confusee.
"You do not want to?" Maxineirah asked in a sad tone and Maximo who was just standing behind her became agitated.
"I will carry you instead!" Maximo quickly presented himself to console his sister. Before Maxine could even turn around to face Maximo, she felt floating from the ground and her feet was not touching the ground anymore.
Maxineirah grinned mischievously and happily clung to her brother's neck as Maximillian brought her to his chest.
Maximo could only touch his nape because of dismay.
'Does my Sister does not want me to carry her?' he wondered as he followed the two from behind, going where the others are.
One week had passed when they found out about the despicable teachers of Maxine and the punishment they deseved had been served.
She was taking a break from receiving a lesson because the Duke had known Maxineirah was doing too well in her subjects despite of being maltreated.
Another reason was because Duke Maximus have been too strict in hiring new teachers for her.
He was taking his time on choosing smarter instructors for her.
Maxine's teachers had been a big fuss on the society when the three of them had vanished at the same time.
There were no trace that Zachrono family hired them because their families have been bribed a hefty price to make it a secret.
Their families were too greedy, wanting things they should not have so when they were offered a handsome money to spread the word that Countess Clawsful died in a contagious disease -so the funeral was not held at all- and eloping of Countess Stefna and Baron Striford -because they were too ashamed to face High Society-, they immediately accepted the deal.
It was the Zachronos who offered first and what was the use of refusing them?
Only higher in title than the Duke knew that the three of them worked under the Duke's roof but they kept their mouth shut.
Higher titles than the Duke only means, the Imperial Majesties, the Archduke and the Duchess and his co-Duke and his wife were the only ones who knew the truth.
Other than Duke Zachrono, five other persons on the Estate knew the truth that Maxineirah's teachers were not really as the rumors said but kidnapped and tortured.
Maximillian, Maximo, the Butler, Kathelina and the Captain of Zachrono's Special Secret Phantom Knights -Jetarom Ferdel Capricio Exeter Hagrian- whom Duke Zachono gave his order to kidnap the three persons. Moreover, picked up the three of them in their own houses -since their families gave them willingly by making them drink sedatives mixed in their tea, knocking them out.
Before they arrived at the place, Maxineirah said something that made her brothers stiffene.
"You smell different, Brother Millian."
'Do I reek of their filthy blood? Tsk.' Maximillian thought as he refrained his self from hissing to himself. Or giving any reacts to Maxineirah.
'Clever sense of smell.' Maximo thought instead of being nervous, he felt an awe towards his sister.
He even brought his hand on his chin while looking at his younger sister. Scrutinizing every bit of her fiber.