The Countess Lives Twice in the Apocalypse-Chapter 18: Seventeen

"Father!" Huenazia called out as she slammed the doors open to his bedroom.

True to Jannah’s words, the King is snarling and growling. His jaws are snapping and trying to bite the male servant he had under him, the other servants around them are paralyzed in fear.

Jannah came rushing inside, panting heavily and clutching a displayed sword that is used as a decoration, she took a quick glance around the room before she run towards the King.

"Grrrrr!!"

"Agh! Your Majesty! Please!" The servant cried pathetically, shaking in fear as he did his best to keep the King from biting him.

"Watch your head!" Jannah warned before she went to the King’s back and pushed the displayed sword’s blade inside of the King’s mouth and grunted out, "Get off, get off! Hurry up!"

Her orders seem to wake up the servants and princess from their shocks. Huenazia was quick to pull the servant away from the King and pushed him behind her.

"W.. W-what happened to him?" Huenazia managed to ask, totally shaken up at how hideous her father looks right now. He doesn’t even look like his usual noble and strict self, he just look like..

A corpse, a monster.

"This.." Jannah grunts as she struggle to hold the King back from lunging forward, ".. Is the King. He got the illness I told you about."

After hearing what she said, murmurs and whispers filled the room.

Seeing that they’re all shaken up to actually step up, Jannah turned to the maid to her left, "You, yeah, you. Go get me a rope— shit! Now! Hurry up! I can’t hold His Majesty any longer! Two of you hold his arms!"

The servants scrambled inside the room, ripping a rope from the King’s bedroom wall. Two male servants held the King’s arms tightly and one of the maid managed to cut the rope, she swallowed thickly, holding out the rope to Jannah shakily.

"Do I look like I can take that right now?!" The Countess yelled out before she lets out a strained grunt, "Princess! Take the rope and push it on His Majesty’s mouth, around his head! Like how you silent prisoners and traitors!"

Huenazia was quick to do as she was told, cold and trembling hands working clumsily as she forced the rope inside of her father’s mouth before she wrapped it around his head.

"Okay, okay, good.. I’ll let go of the sword, put your hands in his shoulders and hold him still, okay? Yeah, yeah, like that, good, good." Jannah breathed out heavily as she nodded her head, seeing that the princess did what she told her.

"Okay, in three, two.. One.. Hold!" She quickly let go of the sword and catched the rope before it could fall. Huenazia immediately placed her hands in his father’s shoulders and did her best to keep him still, struggling as she did so.

"Almost!" Jannah exclaimed, pulling the rope as tight as she could and tied it in a secured knot, "There! Don’t let his hands go! Get me more ropes! Thick ones like this!"

Again, the servants scrambled inside the bedroom, ripping the ropes from their hangers and holding it out to the Countess.

Jannah quickly tied those rope around the King’s wrists and ankles, huffing out as she tied them in another secured knots. "You guys will have to help His Majesty tied up to his bed if you don’t want him biting anyone else, do you understand me, princess?"

"Okay.." Huenazia agreed, looking at the servants holding her father’s arms before nodding her head, "We’re ready whenever you are."

"Alright, again, on three!" Jannah warned them and held tightly the ropes in her hands, "Three, two.. One.. Go! Back up, back up!"

The royal servants scrambled to get out of the way to the bed. The four of them lets out a grunt. The King is a large and burly man so pushing him back took a whole lot of strength, but Jannah refused to back down, she pulled the ropes to help them.

Once the King fell to the bed, Huenazia straddled her father’s waist and kept pushing him down to the bed. The male servants kept holding his arms and prevented him from grabbing anyone else. Jannah quickly went to work and tied the ropes to the bed posts, breathing heavily and heart pounding roughly.

"Done!" Jannah called out and panted, "You can get off now, Your Highness."

Huenazia wordlessly gets off her father, her chest heaving up and down deeply as she stared wide eyes at the same man who once ruled over the Kingdom.

Murmurs and whispers filled the room again, all of them watching how the King continued struggle against the rope. He’s staring at Jannah, snarling and growling. His hands kept clenching and unclenching, it was as if he’s imagining her being his meal.

Jannah gave the king one last look before she approached the doors, she closed it and locked the doorknob.

"What are you doing?" The princess asked.

"Did anyone else who got bitten except for Lady Cynthia.. Got out of this room?" Jannah didn’t answer her and instead turned around to ask the servants.

They didn’t answer, each one of them are scared out of their wits. However, there’s a honest and brave soul among them.

"Y-Yes, Countess." A maid stepped forward, her arms shaking as she fuck her hands in front of her, "Tabitha and Juliana got bitten... They both ran out to get themselves treated at the servant’s clinic."

"What’s your name?"

"Folly.." The maid murmured.

"Alright, good job, Folly." Jannah praised her and scanned her from head to toe, "Did you got bitten?"

"No!" The maid immediately exclaimed and stuttered out, "I didn’t!"

"What about the others?" She turned her attention away from the maid and looked at the other servants, "Step forward if you got bitten."

The room suddenly got quiet, every servants looking down on the floor as if it was the most interesting in the world at the moment. Seeing this, Princess Huenazia sighed out loud which caused the servants to flinch.

"The Countess said to step forward!" Her voice boomed across the room, startling everyone except for Jannah.

Slowly, one, two, three.. Six servants stepped forward and are trembling in fear.

".. Fucking shit." Jannah run a hand down on her face, covering half of her face as she look at the servants. Just how the hell did King get infected? And he got many people in the short time he turned? Six people? Wait, no, he got nine people!

"What? What’s wrong?" Huenazia asked, the Countess’ reaction made her anxious.

"They’re already infected." Jannah gestured towards the servants, "They’ll either die because of the infection or— Echinacea.. Echinacea!"

"What?!" Huenazia hissed, not understanding anything what Jannah is talking about.

"Echinacea, princess! Viscount Coleen have those in his manor! If we get them to take some of it, they won’t turn!" Jannah said exasperatedly, "But.. They’ll still die nonetheless."

"What are you talking about?! First, it was an illness and now you’re saying something about Echinacea! Make it make sense, Jannah!" Cried out the princess, she’s overwhelmed and under the pressure of having to stop her father from attacking his people. What is she supposed to do now?!

"The servants who were not bitten can go out, but bring those who are bitten here. Lady Cynthia is tied up in the princess’s office, go fetch her as well." Jannah ordered to the servants and watched them scrambled towards the door.

"You guys." She turned to the bitten ones, "I need to tie you up. Go find yourselves some ropes or something that will do. Don’t think about stepping out of this room."

After her order, she grabbed the princess in the wrist and dragged her out of the bedroom. The knights outside the doors tensed up when they walked out. They stood straight before they lowered their heads to them.

"Since when did you guys get here? Ah, fuck that, go and grab chains. A lot of them. Make sure those chains can hold off aggressive people and the ones who will be taken inside? Chain them and drag them to the dungeon." Jannah gave the order again.

She once lead the army and was a leader of her group in the apocalypse so it naturally came out of her.

"Come on, Huenazia." Jannah tugged the princess’s wrist and lead her to the office.

Being called by her name had snapped her out of her stupor. She stared at the woman in front of her, Jannah’s long black hair swayed behind her at every step she take and the sight of it made the princess’s heart beat fast.

When they reached the office, they found the two male servants dragging a struggling Lady Cynthia.

"Where are you taking me?! Let go! Hey! I said let go!" Cynthia screamed and struggled.

"I’m the one who ordered them to take you." Jannah said, making the three of them stop in their tracks, "Make sure to follow the knights’ protocol. I told them what to do with the bitten ones."

"Yes, Countess!" The servants exclaimed and continued dragging the lady-in-waiting.

"Get inside, Your Highness." Jannah sighed out as she watch the servants disappear down the hall, "I’ll tell you what I know so far then I’ll take my leave."