The Redeemer

Chapter 3

Camora's P.O.V

I'm standing right now inside the room. Huge and yet elegant. Of course this is one of palace's room. Agad nagpaalam si Davis nang naihatid niya ako rito. I roamed my eyes to examine the whole room. There is a small desk on the side of the bed and there's huge closet attached the wall. I turned my attention on the right direction and I saw the shiny tub made by wood. The only mediation of the bed is the stand wooden stick with rope at may nakasabit ditong kurtina para kung maligo ay gawin iyung pantakip. On the side of the tub there are earthen jars and as I estimated, it was a bit heavy but I get used to those weight so there's no problem on it. I'm pretty sure that inside of each earthen jar is water. The floor of the tub location is kinda profound that the shape is square, just in case if there's a water will drip it would not litter across the whole room's floor. On the side of the bed, there is stainless mirror and it is oblong shape.

I sighed heavily. Ito ang naging silid ni papa. I miss him so much. I was not even given the oppurtunity to see him. They buried him without me. My chest gradually tightened. My knees quivering. I weakly sat on the bed. I blustery removed my mask and I threw it at my back.

Kusang tumulo ang mga luha ko na pinipigilan ko nitong mga nakaraang araw. Bilib din ako sa sarili dahil nagawa ko pang kontrolin ang emosyon ko sa harap ni Davis. My father is my only family that I have. Sino bang hindi iiyak? It hurts especially when I knew that he is the only person in my life but he just vanished without a farewell. I wish I could restore the past and I would surely stop him to join as a member of Redeemer guild. He was chosen as a leader because of his capability in fighting. I was complacent before because I knew that he was strong and there was no one can vanquish him but not until now, he's dead and defeated by Insurgenist.

I clenched my fists. Those bastard. I will make sure they will fall into my hands. I'm ready to face death any time. Naramdaman kong uminit ng husto ang dugo ko dahil sa galit. Marahas kong pinahiran ang aking mga luha. I don't want to cry and mourn. Father wants me to stay strong and brave. He often told me that if he will die, wag akong panghinaan ng loob at ituloy parin ang buhay ko. I let out heavy sighed and I lain on the bed. I'll try to compel his wants as much as I can. My lid gradually became heavy until my sight went dark.

I WOKE up because of knocked on the door.

"Lady Camora, may pinabibigay po sayo ang hari" I heard voice from the back of the door. I get up while creasing my eyes. Pinagbuksan ko ito ang tumambad naman sa akin ang nakayukong serbidora. I stopped for a moment and my eyes widened. I immediately turned around to hide my face. I didn't wear my mask that's why.

"Anong pinabibigay ng hari?" Tanong ko habang nakatalikod sa kanya.

"Heto po Lady Camora" Inilahad ko ang kamay at may inabot naman siyang kahon sa akin.

"Stay there" Utos ko sa kanya. Bumalik ako sa kama at nilagay ko ang kahon. Agad ko itong binuksan para masuri. I raised my eyebrow. I guess these would be my uniform. There's a white cloak and I'm sure this is fit to me. There is a white tube, white stretchable short, white boots and white mask. I winced. What kind of uniform is this? Who made these? Bakit ang laswa nitong tinignan? Kahit may kapa, paniguradong lalantad parin ang balat ko. Sukat ang mga ito sa akin kaya nagtaka naman ako. Wala namang nagsukat sa akin pero bakit ganito ka perpekto ang kinalabasan?

"Who made these?" Tanong ko sa serbidora at iniwasan kong lingunin ito.

"Si manang Eloida ang nagtahi ng mga 'yan Lady Camora ngunit ang hari ang gumawa ng mga istilo. Siya na rin ang nagbigay ng iyong sukat kay manang" Tila nabuhusan ako ng mainit na tubig kaya agad akong napalingon rito ngunit muli akong nag iwas ng tingin. Mabuting nakayuko parin ito. Naramdaman ko ang pag init ng aking pisngi. He was the one who made the styles at nagbigay ng sukat? How did he think these kind of styles? How he estimated my size?