The Knight's Mysterious Maid-Chapter 28: [Bonus - ] Different (1)

"Shit," Rafael muttered a curse under his breath. He had a bad feeling after not finding Connor, and Annalise was nowhere in sight. He had no choice but to leave the hall and find Mavis to ask her where Annalise should be right now.

Before he got far away from the hall, Rafael heard a muffled sound coming from inside one of the rooms normally assigned to guests spending a night here. Rafael stopped, as no one was supposed to be in the room, but since he had a more important issue to deal with, he continued to walk toward the kitchen. It was most likely a couple who were using the room to fool around.

Three steps further, Rafael heard another noise, like something large had fallen over inside the same room he heard a noise in a moment ago. Rafael had no choice but to turn around to check on what was happening inside the room.

Rafael returned to the door of the room and knocked on it. "You are not allowed to be inside of there. Come out now," he said. His patience was running thin with whoever was inside, holding him back from finding Annalise or Connor.

"Sir Rafael!"

Rafael tensed up when he heard his name called from the inside. The door muffled the sound, but he was close enough to pick up that it sounded like the maid Annalise. Rafael turned the doorknob, hoping he was here in time before something to scar Annalise happened.

"Annalise!" Rafael exclaimed as he opened the door and walked inside. "You," Rafael almost stumbled at the sight before him. He came here to save Annalise from Connor, but somehow he walked into a room where he might need to save Connor.

"I will teach you in place of your parents!"

Before Rafael, Connor laid on the floor with Annalise sitting on his chest with her right placed near his neck causing a choking sound to come from Connor, and her hand in the air ready to hit Connor.

’Again,’ Rafael had to note since the red marks forming on Connor’s face indicated she had hit in already. ’How?’ He couldn’t help but wonder. Connor was an idiot who didn’t know how to take rejection, but he was still a skilled knight. There should be no way for Annalise to overpower Connor, but she did it.

There was more to the woman before him.

"Young master," Annalise said, looking up at Rafael, who appeared stunned. She wished he had not found them yet so she could get a few more hits in and teach Connor a valuable lesson. ’Why is he here anyway?’ Annalise now had to question.

Rafael should be in the grand hall enjoying himself, not here to stumble upon her and Connor.

Rafael snapped out of his shock at seeing Annalise had somehow managed to overpower Connor.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked, going to Annalise’s side to take over holding Connor down. How she did this could be questioned later. "Your dress," his eyes went to the front of her dress, which was torn, slightly exposing her chest. Luckily, not much could be seen where it was torn.

Annalise looked down at where Connor had grabbed her before she knocked him to his feet. His intentions were to take advantage of her in the lonely room, and he had only gotten the chance to tear her dress because it wasn’t of fine quality and tore when he roughly grabbed her. This could have ended differently if it was another maid.

Annalise had an issue to settle with Gloria. She disliked Gloria for helping to set her up, just as much as she was disgusted with Connor for trying to take advantage. There was a lot of jealousy and dislike amongst the maids, so they played their silly games, but to set up someone to be taken advantage of was going too far.

Annalise stopped thinking about Gloria for a moment to answer Rafael.

"This was supposed to last me longer," Annalise sighed, thinking of the money she would have to spend now.

Rafael narrowed his eyes, confused as to how that was important right now. "You," he grabbed a handful of his hair, trying to calm his anger with Connor to make sure Annalise was alright. "Did he harm you?" Rafael asked, placing his foot on Connor’s chest when he started to groan and attempt to sit up.

If he had his sword, it would have been used to pin Connor to this floor forever.

Annalise shook her head. "I punched him right in the face when he grabbed my dress," she replied, pulling together the torn parts to hide her exposed skin. "I was defending myself."

"That I am aware of," Rafael answered. Was she expecting him to place the blame on her now?

"She came onto me. Dragged me into this room," Connor said, trying to push Rafael’s foot off his chest. He needed to get up and get his hands on the maid. Not only had she rejected him and slapped him in the face with a rag, but she also made a mockery of him by somehow getting the upper hand and knocking him off his feet.

Connor groaned as he spoke. There was a pain in his nose when he moved. Connor touched his nose and looked at his hand to find that there was blood. "That fucking-"

Rafael bent down to grab Connor, who had not grasped how much he had messed up and how angry Rafael was that he had the audacity to try attacking one of his servants. He grabbed a handful of Connor’s shirt and pulled him up to meet his face. "Don’t say another fucking word. Be grateful that I have not knocked you unconscious yet," said Rafael.

He was trying his hardest to comfort Annalise first, which he wasn’t certain he was doing a good job at, before dealing with Connor. What Annalise had done to Connor was minor compared to what Rafael intended to do.

"Ha!" Connor smiled, amused by the way Rafael was acting. "So, that’s the reason. You should have told me that you were sleeping with her. I would have waited my turn-"

Rafael’s patience finally snapped. He used his left hand to keep Connor in place while his right hand connected with Connor’s face, creating more of a bloody mess. One punch wasn’t enough, seeing that Connor had no remorse for what he could have done to Annalise.

The thought that if Annalise was not able to defend herself, he would have walked in on a different sight filled Rafael’s mind.

’Wow,’ Annalise thought as she watched Rafael finish off Connor in place of her. She watched the force of his punch and the blood spilling from Connor’s nose. Thomas was right that she could not take him alone.

"What is happening?"

Hearing another voice, Annalise looked up at the door where the maids who were supposed to be taking drinks and food out to the party had stopped to watch Rafael take his anger out on Connor.

"Young master," Annalise said, reaching out to grab Rafael’s hand before he could hit Connor, whose head was slumped back from no longer being conscious. Any more and they would have to bury Connor. Not that she minded. "He’s had enough. Your servants are gathering at the door."

Rafael looked back at Annalise and his fist, which was stained with Connor’s blood. She had released her dress to stop him. "Come with me," he ordered her.