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Ella looked around like a lost puppy as she wondered where she was to go next in the huge Mansion. She was looking for room 63 for the first ranked people. The first ranked people were the people of higher position who worked with Death lord. She was asked to serve them lunch and she forgot the directions she was given.

While she walked around the corridor, she looked around until her eyes met with someone at the opposite end of the corridor clad in white rope and black pants.

For a second she was enthralled by the sight of the person before her and couldn't take her eyes off him. 

The Death Lord looked at the young maid whose eyes met with his but she hadn't taken her eyes off as she was supposed to. Instead she kept looking at him and that baffled him.

It was well known to the people of Narlands not to look at the eyes of the Death Lord as it could lead to your death. Everyone knew who he was and the consequences of looking into his eyes; it was as if you were daring him and he hated that.

For some reason he was stunned too, she was looking at him as if she didn't know him and he stared back at her wanting to know what she'd do next. Her eyes for some reason were appealing to him.

She sure did have guts, for as soon as any of the maids eyes met his, they were quick to take their eyes off and bow down but instead she was doing the exact opposite. She wasn't trembling too.

"Hey!" He suddenly heard. He was shocked, Hey? Did she just refer to him as Hey? He asked himself. For some reason he felt the urge to laugh out loud.

He said nothing as he watched her walk towards him. He was curious to know what she had to say, as much as he was surprised, he felt disrespected.

"Hey," she said again but he said nothing. The smile on her face showed off her pearly white teeth. "I was wondering if you could tell me where the first ranked people rooms are located, I was ordered to give them food."

The Death Lord said nothing. She had the guts to question him, no one did that and went free, he was sure to give them back an uncompleted body. 

"I'm talking to you," she said.

She suddenly gasped. Maybe he was a deaf and dumb and she had hurt him, she thought to herself.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you can't speak and hear but you understand sign language, right?" she asked him.

The Death Lord looked at her with a blank expression. Did she just indirectly call him a deaf and dumb? He was starting to get riled up but he maintained his calm composure.

"I'm so sorry, but if you could please show me where the first ranked people room are located I'd be very glad. I am new here, so I don't really know how things work around here," she explained herself politely to the Death Lord.

He said nothing but somehow his legs pushed him as he started to walk, making her follow his trail. He was curious to hear what else she had to say.

"Thanks so much, you know I am really scared, I was told not to be caught lurking around or I could be killed by the Death Lord. I mean, is he that scary?" She asked the Death Lord himself.

He found it offensive but he said nothing. "I am curious to see the face of the Death lord to be honest and seriously why would he carry on with the title Death Lord? He could use something better other than scaring people with his name, don't you think?" She giggled but he remained quiet.

"Anyways forget that, I'm guessing you can't probably hear me or maybe you can but you can't speak, my name is Ella Fitzgerald. I am from the country of Agric," she introduced herself to the Death Lord.

Suddenly he halted and pointed towards a room. "I'm guessing this must be it. Thank you," she said.

Before she knocked on the door, she turned to ask him a question. "What is your name?" The Death lord made no attempt to say anything making Ella shrug.

 She knocked on the door, the door was immidately opened by Cyprus, the chief of bodyguard. Once Cyprus saw the Death Lord, he was quick to bow.

"My Lord!" he greeted.

Ella watched in confusion for a moment, she wondered what was happening. Was this man she was talking to earlier a master? 

She mentally face palmed herself, she was surely going to be in trouble. She was told not to speak anyhow once she was in the royal mansion by Mimi yet she had just spoken some bad things about the Death Lord.

"I'm so sorry my Lord, what brings you here?" Cyprus asked.

The Death Lord looked at Ella who seemed to be lost in thought, then he cleared his throat. "I was told to show the room of the first ranked people by," he pointed at Ella, "her."  

Ella eyes widened in shock. She was confused, she didn't know he could speak, he acted deaf earlier and now he was speaking.

"Not fair!" she muttered. "So you can speak yet you said nothing on our way here."

Cyprus eyes widened when he heard the tone the maid used on the Death Lord. She was speaking casually to him when no one dared do that. He was starting to fear for her life.

"You!" Cyprus pointed at Ella with his index finger. Knowing he would surely be blamed for watching the Death Lord being insulted in his presence, he shouted, "You sure don't know anything right? Do you know who you are talking to? Do you know who you ordered around? Are you new here? Don't you have manners in front of the Lord?"

Ella was confused. "I'm sorry, Sir. I know you are one of the first ranked people working with the Death lord and calling this my new friend who I met a few minutes ago your lord, he must be related to the..." 

Realisation dawned on her. He was related to the Death Lord and she had just bad-mouthed him in front of his relation.

"Your friend? Are you insane?" Cryrus shouted. "Show respect to the Death lord himself." He deadpanned.

At Cyprus words, the tray in her hands fell to the floor.