Stuck On Here
Chapter 17: Story and Traitor

"Wait, Auntie? She's your aunt?" Andrew asked in wonder. His forehead is deep.

Floren smiled oddly, "Not in Lourch, the hosts always respect their guests,"

Lucas scraped. Once. Twice. Then it immediately gained her consciousness as Valerie nudged down her waist. Floren and Tafa are already sitting, and so are Andreas and Kendrick.

"Hey, where's the host?" Andreas meredek.

Lucas smiled shyly. He immediately sat on the two-dashroom sofa, side by side with Valerie. While his brain is still digesting everything that happens.

"Ok," Floren opened the voice. Everyone looks towards him. Lucas himself looked back, waving at the maids standing there. Tell them to stay away.

"I'll tell you, 'cause I think it's getting more and more..." Think for a minute looking for the right word equivalent, ".danger"

"Danger? Ok. Tell me first about what you want to say," Lucas interrupted impatiently. Beside her, Valerie put on her usual face. No other expression, just a smile.

"Me and Aunt Tafa, the family, "Floren began the story, staring one at a time at the faces that seemed to urge her to continue, "Aunt Tafa my biological mother's last sister, Lady Amerta. Did I ever tell you that Mr Stuart killed my father and made my mother disappear? It wasn't Lord and Lady Katana, it was Amerta. Mr. Stuart didn't know that I had a maternal aunt, so when Aunt Tafa became Miss Katherine's personal lady-in-waiting, she didn't mind it. It's just that there are still many things we don't know——"

"Wait, why are you, I mean Miss Tafa Amerta?" Tafa gave a subtle nod, Valerie continued "Applying herself to be the new maid in the Lafrence mansion?"

Tafa smiled subtly, faintly improving his sitting position before replying, "That time I accidentally heard a voice, like a song from inside the reading room in that ancient house. I just pretended I was traumatized and scared. Wynie, he knows me, because we meet a lot, so I accept his offer. It's better than Mr. Stuart suspecting me, however creepy chanting laughter is."

Valerie nodded, so Tafa continued his story, "But it turns out Mr. Stuart knows that we suspect him. Are you haunted by illusions? Just say yes, me too."

"Wait" Lucas interjected, "What kind of illusion? I don't know,"

"Illusions like seeing strange things?" Andreas replied, his voice sounded heavy, "But I also heard a strange hum... 'Disregard me, do not make me tormented, again.' roughly so, his voice blurred," Andreas said, watching around, afraid that in case the illusion appeared again.

"Mr Stuart is a rock stray devotee who, if we say, is true..." Tafa commented coldly the look in his eyes was illegible, "The illusion he made was not an illusion like just a shadow, the illusion was the spirits of the dead."

Andreas shuddered in horror, as did Kendrick and Valerie. But they try to hide their fear.

"chuck, have a weakness."

Tafa turned, "Surrcan weakness? There may be, "Sceptic said. His hands were linked, squeezing the fabric of his clothes.

"So, just ignore the illusions that come, then the illusions will go away, the illusions made from the corpses, I mean the spirits of the dead, must be tormented so he wants to leave immediately, by the way we ignore them,"

Andreas was a little flabbergasted at Lucas' explanation. It made sense because the spirit illusion was also like buzzing such sentences. After that he disappeared.

"Where do you know that, sir?" Tafa asked skeptically, again.

"Book, Miss. Felman's like I mean indeed, ancient nobles, they've got a lot of collections. Such a book, there also, concerning the surrcek..." Tukas Lucas smooth. He straightened his back, trying to find a position that could make his serious attitude visible, "He ignored the illusion of the spirit, or so-called prosthesis, that, sometimes he could have told us," turned to Andreas, turning his head, who was observing seriously, "Disregarding him. Since he was tormented, his soul that should have crossed over was called unnaturally."

Tafa nodded in understanding.

Tafa exhaled a rough breath staring at Floren, "He widow Mr. Stuart. Don't know how he got away from the influence of Mr. Stuart's memory. The people who call her Miss just don't know, about it."

Everyone there gasped in shock, except Floren and Tafa who did know about it.

"Is he bad? Valerie suddenly felt anxious, "She often looked at me with a strange."

Fine laugh, Valerie looked at her like a pure noble girl. His laughter was smooth and regular. The way to behave exactly like a book of manners that is often studied noble girls.

Amerta must be a noble family. Probably the same as Felman, on top of his Lafrence. Thought Valerie straightforward.

"The power of the srrurck, the cult of stray rock like Mr. Stuart is not just an illusion," Floren began to normalize his ways and grammar, He does not see the identity of the nobility, even though Valerie already knows it.

"You mean, Miss Katana? Ahh, yes. Since you're not Katana, can I call you, Miss Floren?" Lucas interrupted.

"Floren alone, I am only. not royalty," said Floren subtly, Tafa only smiled, "Trurrak is true, can control, in fact not control but remove the thoughts of people about him, Tafa said, but I don't know why? Looks like he can't erase my memories, I mean us."

"We?" Lucas shakes his head, "Why are we?"

"Even only Andreas and Miss Valerie are haunted by illusions, even if they are just ordinary illusions," Floren chuckled insipidly.

In his place Andreas shuddered in horror.

A regular? His face was full of wrinkles as if the skin was stuck to that bone, making me nauseous.Andreas' inner disgust.

"If I feel because of this..." Lucas showed the tattoo on his right arm, faintly visible, at first glance. The tattoo depicts two circles that meet at two points. Like producing a picture of three ellipses that are squeezed. There are faint dots that form a chain if viewed carefully. In the middle of the combined curve, there was a symbol that Lucas himself did not know the meaning of.

"What's that kind of protective tattoo?" Kendrick commented.

"Yes, I saw the picture in that ancient book. But the explanation page is torn kur——"

"Mr Felman, there's a traitor in your house," Tafa said quickly that his face was nailing at one point, his sharp eyes catching the shadow of a human. But the shadow remained in place, like it felt its position was safe.

Lucas's face suddenly stiffened. Is correct. His great-grandmother left the book for his descendants in the next generation until the current Lucas. There was no way they would tear apart such an important thing.

Floren stood up, stepping towards the place that was closely observed by Tafa. His footsteps were very smooth, as was not heard even though he still wore pantofel shoes on his level feet. Valerie admires that.

The way he hid it, that pure noble blood was evident from his attitude. Inner Valerie.

Floren arrived near the big chocolate sideboard. Only Tafa paid careful attention to it, the others continued his story—abuhi.

Floren tiptoed his movements very fast and smooth, in an instant a young worker was within his grasp. He twisted the young man's hand backwards making him complain in pain. The Lords just smiled in amazement at that.

"Now isn't the time to be amazed, you don't want to check on him?" Floren called out the sarcasm.