EdwinaFollowing the brief moment of emotional outburst, I had produced. The eerie, empty room became silent once more.When I first heard those weird voices, I was terrified, but is there anything to be afraid of? They can't kill me now that I'm dead. These individuals ought to respect me if we are going to dwell here together!"Why do you remain silent? Was there anything I said incorrectly? Oh, you believe that you are the only one who can play with words? Well, I have a lot of reservations about every one of you, so please be respectful when speaking with me!I could only hear my voice now. After I finished speaking, the stillness quickly grew tolerable."You still refuse to speak up? Oh, so what you dish out cannot be taken back? All of you are cowards! I cried out in the hopes of hearing back. At this point, I'll take anything, even if it involves a combative conversation.“Cowards! That is what you all are cow…ards!” “ I spell it out. it was beginning to sound like I was going
EdwinaI was lost in thought after everything my mother and father had just said, accompanied by the mean spirits.I don't want to go back. I want to remain here, and I don't think they can force me."Go back, Edwina!" they chorused, but I hesitated. In the middle of my hesitation, I felt a strong wind blow across me.That's strange! I have no body, so why do I even feel the wind?They are trying to force me out of here."No, Mother, Father, please, don't let me go!" I yelled, but I could hear my voice fading away just as the wind began to take my soul away from the hollow room.Just like that, I could feel everything else, and then I felt my soul return to my body.I could feel the warmth of the earth. I am back. I am back in this wicked world, but why do I feel a change in my heart? A feeling of hatred and disgust for this earth and everything in it.I don't know if it is because I just returned from the spirit world or because of everything that had happened, but whatever the reason
Edwina “She can't travel for now, sire. She needs to be a bit stable before you put her on the road,” the old man explained, but Edward had a disputing look on his face. “So how long will she have to stay in this place? Will this place even be convenient for her recovery?” He asked. “Don’t worry, we will take good care of her, sir. We will give her whatever she needs when she needs it,” the old man tried to convince him, but I was trying my best not to butt into the conversation even though it concerned me greatly. It sounds like Edward has plans of leaving me here with this old man. That would be perfect for now until he finally brings me back to his home. By that time, I would have orchestrated my plan. I will have time to think while I am alone, and when the time is right, I will unleash my wrath upon everyone. “Who told you that I want to leave her alone here with you? I am not going anywhere till she recovers, even if that means you will accommodate me, Edwina, and
EDWARD I am ready to let go of everything. I believe now that Edwina has reasons for everything that she did. I know some of the reasons might be stupid, but I have come close to losing her so many times and if I am not cautious enough, I may lose her one day forever. How will I live with myself rather than knowing that the one thing I have left in this world that drives me is gone? I feel like I have wasted so much time nursing grudges and hate in my life. I can't continue this way. I cannot lose Edwina or come close to losing her anymore when I could have easily avoided it. I asked my men to get workers to fix the house and make it convenient for Edwina to stay here while she is on her road to recovery, and I do not have any plans of leaving her here. I will be with her till she is strong enough to leave but the truth is that I do not know what I would do after that. Will I go back to Galentia and continue the wedding preparation with Rebeca? Will I go ahead and marry s
Damien Edwina always comes through for me and I didn't mean to kill her mother but the did is done. it's one lesser fragile life taken out of the world. I can't wait to dismiss Edwina too but the truth is that she has been useful to me. It is just a matter of time before she brings me the one thing that will destroy Edward for good. I can't wait to finally storm into Galentia and take over the whole kingdom. Edward might feel that he is on the same level with me because he has lycan blood too but the truth is he is nothing like me. Even his father is no match for me. His blood isn't pure Lycan's blood, he has been filtered already so he isn't even an original. There is no logical explanation to show that he can match me in battle. Or am I getting weaker? Perhaps age? No, it makes no sense. I am double the age of little Edward, Where does he even get his strength from? I have the backing of witches with ancient powers behind me so it is not logical. Maybe it's just
DAMIEN What gives Edwina the right to talk back to me and demand stuff? One minute I am praising her for her bold and audacious nature, the next minute she uses it against me. What rubbish! "You are trying to prove stubborn now, Edwina? Ok, fine… I’ll get you your mother, or rather, I'd tell you where your mother is…” I couldn't wait to reveal it to her. I already have what I need right in front of me, and Edwina refusing to hand her over to me is just a little melodrama to the scene. “Your sweet mother is a long way from here, Edwina! If you are serious about finding her, I suggest you take a trip to the bottom of the ocean, or rather, I can send you straight to her!” I couldn't hold in the laughter that came with it… “What! What are you talking about, Damien? I did what you asked me! We… we had a deal… no… no, you can't do this to me!” Her voice trembled. “Well, you took too long to return, and your mother? She just wouldn't stop whining like a little bitch.” I was g
DAMIEN "Damien, you will let her go, otherwise the consequences would be too brutal!" I could hear the anger in Edward's voice and I struggled to fathom the reason behind his anger. I set Edwina's feet on the ground and watched her cough violently, struggling to catch her breath. It kinda made me hard. "Why is she important to you? She had a hand in killing your mother, and now she brought your bride to me. Why do you still want to save her?" I asked while I watched Edwina in scrutiny as her body moved sexily, while she struggled for life. I must have bit my lips unconsciously. "That is no business of yours!" Edward yelled. I turned around to see if the look in his eyes matched the anger in his voice and to my surprise, I saw something that weakened my knees I was filled with a mix of shock and horror as I witnessed Edward witness me holding Mother! Everything that mattered disappeared at that moment and I felt like my breath was being held at that moment. "Mother!"
Damien I brought Mother into the room and placed her on the bed, hoping she would regain consciousness, but she refused. I've sobbed and pleaded. To clean her up, I even took off her clothes. My feelings were all over the place as I considered the best course of action to revive my mother at this particular moment. While I was cleaning Mother's nude body, I couldn't help but remember all of our wonderful moments spent together. Her body warmed mine, causing me to feel things. Although knowing that she is still alive made me glad, I am currently feeling much more than that. I sense the excitement of some kind. Mother's cozy, aged but seductively soft and warm body. I gently caress her legs before focusing on her velvety thighs. She gave me no response, which surprised me, and then I had an excellent idea. I could remind Mother of our happy experiences together, which would stimulate a brain region and help her regain awareness. I gave in to the temptation of seeing Mother