Artemisia.

I’ll follow you till eternity, My lord.

I could never forgot the first time I met him. 

I was trembling in the corner of the orphanage ,trying to lower my scent of presence ,a nice pair of shoes appeared in my sight , I lifted up my head and saw his face. 

He was smiling at me, such warmly, such brightly, at that moment, I thought I saw an angel. 

He reached out his hand and pulled me up, and asked faithfully, “would you like to be my servant?” 

I stunned for a while , and I remembered replying with hesitation, “May I beg your pardon please ?”

He replied his words, stared at me and asked firmly again. I looked into his eyes and saw his eagerness to hear my answer, so I nodded. 

So I become his servant, he taught me how to act like a noble, he taught me how to be elegant, he taught me not to be ashamed of where I come from. 

I finally found that I’m not that useless as I thought, something started growing deep in my heart. 

“My dear servant, I want to ask you a question, and I hope you will answer me the truth.”

“Of course, my lord.” 

“If I let you go right now, will you leave?” 

“Excuse me sir?” I felt surprised for what I just heard. 

“You can leave if you want, tell me the truth.” 

He stared at me, like he was looking through my soul, I felt like my whole mind was exposed in front of him, without any secrets. Without any lies.

“I won’t ,my lord.” I replied, after thinking seriously. 

“Why is that?” he asked, quite surprisingly. 

“I’ll follow you till eternity, my lord.” I answered him, with my hand on my heart, showing my loyalty ,showing that I’m speaking out my heart. 

He smiled so brightly, like the first time I saw him, “I’m happy to hear that. My servant.” 

He smiled more brightly, like a twinkling light star in this dark world. 

He’s my light, he’s the one who had given me a meaning of living. 

He’s my god that I’ll chase till eternity, no matter what happen. 

I thought our relationship would kept going on like this, being the closet servant of him. 

Until one day, I woke up in the early morning, freaked out by a horrifying nightmare. 

I had a feeling that something bad will happen. 

I turned and looked at my lord, thank goodness he’s still here, safely. 

The clock stroke eight, my lord woke up, rubbing his eyes and surprised by seeing me next his bed. Then he changed his clothes and walked out the house. 

“Where are you going? My lord?” I followed him. 

“I have something important to do, and you shouldn't follow me.” He turned back and looked at me. 

“I ask for your apologize for my rudeness, my lord. But I’m having a instinct that something bad will happen if I don’t go with you.” 

“Enough. My servant.” He stared at me, quite angrily, “this is an order, now go back!” 

“I’m sorry that I can’t, my lord.” I ignored his order, I didn't know why I’m so determined for that. 

“I said this is an order. Get back now, my servant. This is my last warning.” He stared at me and ordered me strictly. 

God, what have I done. I suddenly realized that I was getting over the line , I took a bow to my lord, “sorry for restricting your order, my lord.” 

I went back into the house and stared at his leaving. 

The clock kept ticking, as well as my heart. He will be fine he will be… I kept murmuring trying to convince myself to stop worrying. 

The clock stroke eight again, I still couldn’t see any sign of my lord. 

I couldn’t hold myself anymore, I ran out of the house, and head straight to find him. 

I saw him, lying on a pile of blood, eyes shut, bleeding on his chest. I ran over him and clutched him tightly, ”Lord ?Lord?” I yelled, My hands shaking, my voice trembling. 

He didn’t open his eyes. 

“No my lord… would you please …please open your eyes…” 

His eyes flickered open, “My dear servant,” he murmured weakly. 

“Thank goodness you’re not dead.” I said, so happy to hear his voice. 

“No, my servant.” He swung his head slightly. “I’m dying.” 

“No… you’re not… you’re not!!” even though the truth is obvious.I didn’t want to believe it.

“Listen to me, my dear servant. I hope after I die, you could leave this home and blend in the society. You are much more than being my servant. Don’t follow me. That’s an order.” 

As he finished his words, his eyes closed. “

“Lord?” I yelled, but this time, I couldn’t get any response from my lord again. 

I stared at his face, he’s an Angel. 

Who save me from the dark, who give me hope to live. 

But now he’s gone. Forever. 

I picked up the gun, which is next to him. 

I stared at him the very last time, scanning him like trying to blend his look into my soul. 

I put my hand with the gun on my chest. “I sorry that I couldn’t obey your order this time, My lord.” 

I looked at him ,who seems like sleeping, ”Just like what I swore. I will chase you till eternity, no matter what happen, no matter…. Life or death ….” 

My eyes closed.