The men stared at him, confused and perplexed by a butler who would offer a drink in such situation. There were a body of a dead man settling on the hole that had been dug yet here he was offering tea as though it was nothing.“N-No, thank you,” responded the elder man who had his left cheek covered by a deep scratch wound that reached down to his neck.“Mr. Anderson,” Mr. Carperly spoke as the head of the house. “I know that you wish to interrogate everyone in the mansion and I respect that as it is you job but can you give my daughter a little space? After her elder sister’s death, she has been in distraught.”“Of course I understand that but what is have to be done should be done,” the man named Mr. Anderson responded sternly. “I will, however, allow Miss Belle to take her time for now. Also, I promise I wouldn’t pressure her like what I heard my subordinate had done previously.”Leon stood beside them, keeping his ears sharp at their conversation, watching how nervous Belle’s fath
While Belle walked outside the house, she was stopped by Arnold who seemed to be fidgeting around while leaning his back on the wall. He appeared to be waiting for something but Belle didn’t pay attention and kept on walking until he called up for her name.“Miss Belle! Miss Belle!” Belle hold her hands together, wondering if the man knew she was hiding something.She turned her face offering him a smile, “Mr. Arnold. Is there still questions you want to ask me?”“No, no,” He quickly denied. “If there is one thing I wish to talk with you it is something different.”“Something different?” Belle tilted her head, unaware of the man’s attraction to her which cannot be blamed. Since she had just turned to her blooming age, she was unaware of anything about attraction, only ever reading them from books. But alas, reading books and experience it for herself was different. She couldn’t tell at all how Mr. Arnold had been staring at her features and how he had been smiling more than necessa
Leon smile smugly after receiving the informations he needed. He walked aside, disappearing after mingling with the rest of the humans. When he stepped back in the house, his handsome face took back its shine. He looked around the house, smelling Belle’s scent near and made his way to her. His eyes narrowed when he saw how a smile had pulled Belle’s delicate pink cheeks.Annoyance was the first quick emotion that corroded his heart. He continue to watch how the human man in front of him raised his hand as though to touch her which put his feet to a raise.Quickly, Leon pulled Belle aside with his hand. He didn’t pull her firmly noticing how frail her wrists were.He looked at the human, glaring silently. “Miss Belle, I have been searching for you everywhere.” His tone was dead as it was filled with anger when he stared back at Arnold.The human man stared back at him, glaring back that caused him to raise his eyebrows.Well aren’t that brave? He could have killed the human in a snap
Damian whispered a muttered words. It was hard to know what he had said but Leon who had been watching the view from the eyes of his bat immediately understood the language to be those of the witches’.It appears while he said their parents wanted none of their children to continue the legacy of being a witch, it seemed that Damian had been taught the ways to use witchcraft.From the bowl bright blue lights appear at the end of the spell that Damian had chanted. The bat moved upward, allowing for a better view for Leon to see what Damian had done.“Show me the pasts of the creature named Leon,” Damian whispered, closing his eyes as he imagined Leon’s face to help him direct his magic.Albert who stood behind him didn’t looked surprised, confirming Leon that the head butler was one of those people who knew the secret hidden by the family.“By the name of the witch’s queen, show me the view!” Damian chanted again and again until his fifth time where he opened his eyes to look down at t
Leon brought her to the empty hallways. The place he knew the servants wouldn’t come. He looked at her blue eyes that looked back and forward until she had made sure it was empty.Belle was confused with his little trick tonight but she knew Leon wouldn’t make such childish joke for no reason. “What happened?” She asked, trying to find an answer.“I was keeping an eye on your brother and it seemed he knows more than witchcraft and history of witches,” responded Leon as he sat on the edge of the large stained window.She walked slowly toward him, looking down as his height decrease the moment he took a seat.“What do you mean?” She questioned.“Damian, that brother of yourself used witchcraft and spells to find about my past, also the incident that happened last night.”“Witchcraft?” Belle frowned. “That contradicts his words. He told me father and mother doesn’t want any of us to be involved in our blood.”Damian was hiding something and indeed Belle could feel it. She didn’t know wh
Belle wasn’t cornered and those words weren’t directed at her but the anger and deep wrath from Leon’s eyes made her feel as though it was for her. “Her?” Belle asked seeing him silent which she took as his unwillingness to explain to her. She wanted to ask further but question if this was the right moment or if she could pry further about him.Leon walked away from her, “It seemed that tomorrow will be the time for you to meet your teacher?”“Yes, have I told you that?” She wondered as she had forgotten, seeing him shake his head.“I overheard it. You should go sleep now,” Leon placed his hand over her shoulder, directing her to her room. His fingers lingered over her neck and looking at it, his eyes deepened. “Sometimes I forgot just how fragile you are now.”Belle blinked at his words as she was certain she had heard Leon spoke but the moment she turned her head back, he had disappeared, leaving the words he said to her as a puzzle.The next morning, Belle prepared herself to leav
“Let us be straight,” Morgan stated, narrowing his cruel eyes. “You are saying to me that you are doubting us as someone who had stolen father’s treasures? Have you gone insane, Caspian?”Caspian swipe aside his long hair, letting it rest on his left shoulder. “I don’t doubt, I am stating the fact.”“What fact are you saying in this case?” Morgan narrowed his eyes, unhappy that he had been doubted. “You doubting us brothers is the most blasphemous statement I have heard from your filthy mouth.”“Morgan,” warned Vetis, “No matter what Caspian is your older brother. Respect him.”Morgan clicked his tongue, “So you are telling me that I should be quite while he doubt us?”“I am not, therefore, brother Caspian, please do not point your hand on anyone,” Vetis worked as the middlemen between the brothers as no one was as self composed as him.“I do not but think of it,” Caspian twirled his finger for a black key to float above his hand, “Only us have this key. Us, who have father’s blood wi
Helios was always feared by the brother but also loved and respected. There was a reason why he was the eldest, a reason from not only the order of his birth but his power as well as his ability to control his siblings, the fellow demons who are as feral as him.Leon looked back at Helios’s eyes, neither of them retreating but he decided to be the bigger person and sat down.“Thank you,” expressed Helios shortly. “I do not doubt any of you. Caspian, you should never once ever doubt your brother. Doubting your brother is the same as doubting your blood. You will not disrespect us but also yourself.”Caspian pushed his long hair and looked down, like a scolded child.“I had called you here not only because of the missing item,” Helios’s range of tone didn’t change. It was rigid, firm, and strict. It was close to frightening but not in a sense to show horror. It was an authority.None of the brother dared to talk over him. He continued, “I am here to call you because I have found Father
As she settled her hand on Gorgolta’s hands, the man instructed, “Imagine the face of the person. You’re doing great.” Belle’s closed eyes moved slowly as she avoided the bad memory and sight of her bloody sister, only focusing on the man’s face that stood behind Damian. She tried to make it clear but alas, his eyes were blackened in her memory. But even though she couldn’t see the man’s eyes, she was certain she had seen every part of the man’s face, starting from his hair down to his neck. Leon looked at the drawing that Gorgolta had sketched instantly. The charcoal shades left dusts over the parchment but the drawing that started from a line slowly formed a face of a person. Meanwhile, back at her home in that afternoon, Damian who woke up felt a sudden itch from his wound that was given by the strange old woman he had seen two days ago. He felt his throat parched and pushed himself from his coach only to feel dizziness hitting his head and his bod losing balance to the poi
Belle followed right behind Leon, finding the two elderly men had quickly jump on their feet and looked behind as if trying to find another way to escape. Leon sighed, bringing the boy in front of him that stopped the two men at once.“Wait! Wait! Don’t harm him!” Shouted the first man whose hair had turned all gray. While the man beside him who looked less older also stopped and raised his hand to show he won’t escape again.“We can talk about this. Release that child,” said the second man.“When did I say I would harm this little one?” Leon scoffed. “Which one of you is Gorgolta?”A faint sigh could be heard from the second man’s mouth as he stepped forward, raising his hand, “That would be me. If you’re business if with me—”“He won’t harm this boy,” Belle cut in. Gathering the two’s attention that looked surprised seeing her face, more startled when he saw her eyes were blue instead of red. She noticed this and offered them a smile to break the tension in the room. “We only wish
“We should go now,” said Leon, offering his hand for her to touch.“I do know his face but I can’t describe it for you well enough,” Belle started, looking at him who was smiling, “Do you have an idea?”“Of course I do,” Leon closed his eyes which she followed before feeling a pull that shake her body that happened in a second. As she opened her eyes again the next second, she found herself in a different space. They were standing in front of a pub where men and women gathered but with most of them ignoring their presence, as though Leon’s presence matter so less to their eyes.“Where are we?” She asked, looking around again at the place they had stood at.“The slum of Hell, where only those who are born from the lowest type of demons come,” he pulled her hand, holding her tight. “In here they would sell anything, even the people they just met in exchange for their livelihood. Don’t stray away from me.”Belle noticed the eyes that watched her after a while. It wasn’t that they hadn’t
Helios frowned, trying to remember Belle’s face but couldn’t as he didn’t put much thought in remembering the person whom he was set to kill. As there would be no use in remembering the person’s face and name when they would die in the next second. “I don’t remember,” brushed Helios aside, thinking that there was no use in remembering the woman's face again. “I thought Leon would become more obedient now, seeing how he had kept quiet for the few decades. But I could see now how he’s slowly rebelling like what he did in the past. He never learned from his mistakes.”Rachel crooked her eyebrows, folding her hand underneath her bust, “So you’re saying that he brought a witch, is that correct? Can it be the soul of the witch whom you asked for him to bring?”Helios scoffed, as if refusing her words, “He should be done with it by now. I asked him and he told me the soul is already in his possession. If that’s true, the witch must’ve been long dead by now. If everything went to the plan th
Belle stayed beside Leon until morning, carefully watching his wound and making sure he was at the most comfort. She found out that truly there was no medicine from the side effect he suffered due to breaking the contract.By morning, the blackness that appeared on his arm had disappeared which took around eight to ten hours.“It’s better now, you don’t have to look at it that way,” Leon chuckled seeing how her blue eyes carefully studying his arm.“Is this really the only side effect?” Belle asked him only to see him smile.“My brother could have killed me but I guess he thought it would be a shame since I haven’t finished what he told me to do,” Leon moved his finger, frowning a little that made her worried.Deep down she had the urge to question what Helios had ordered him to do but couldn’t knowing how it would only trigger the same wound to appear again on him. She didn’t want him to suffer from the pain or to have being at unease as he didn’t want to lie to her.“Don’t worry ho
Leon looked at her face, noticing the pain that hurt his heart. He quickly shook his head, holding both her hand gently as a way to reassure her.“No. I do not have a lover,” he responded firmly. “In the past there was indeed someone who I fall in love for. But it was only an attraction.”“But the masked man told me,” she whispered. “It’s a doll,” Leon answered to her. “They don’t know feelings or emotions but perhaps to their mind they associate friendship as lover.”Belle trusted him and nodded but she wondered how the doll didn’t have feelings or emotions as she saw it by her eyes how the doll would risk itself to protect her.“And who is that person?” She carefully questioned, “The one who you fell for.”Feeling Leon’s red eyes studying her, she quickly waved her hand, “It’s not what you’re thinking. I know that it’s been a long time and I’m not asking because I want to put you to the corner. I was just curious.”“I know,” Leon chuckled. He rested his head on the head rest which
Belle was shocked seeing how Helios pulled out his sword, ready to cut down the servant who had used his life as a shield to protect her. Not wanting him to get attacked, she closed her eyes, wrecking her mind to remember the magic spells she had seen from the books she read. She then remembered one magic and squeezed out a whisper that was difficult for her to say, “A Le’el.”Helios was unprepared for the bright light that suddenly appeared from the woman whom he thought was a human. He didn’t have enough time to close his eyes and grunt as he suffered from a bright light that stab his red eyes sharply. Although he couldn’t see, Helios turn angered. The woman whose face he didn’t see well had harmed him. “You’re a witch,” he said, and Belle could hear bell tolling in the back of her mind. She could feel more rage radiating off his words after finding out she’s a witch.Just before Helios would attack Belle, Leon appeared in front of him. His hand quickly placed itself on his elde
The stuffiness that she felt made her tongue tied. Belle fiddled with her hands while the masked man’s gestures turn flustered as he couldn’t comfort nor take back the words he had wrote. He knew the only reason why Leon had brought Belle here was because they had fallen in love for each other. To Leon his castle was similar to his heart. Only a few people could be let to enter his castle and not even his brothers were let invited.And that explain everything of Belle’s presence in the castle.Worried, the masked man wrote quickly, “But lady, that is what happened in the past. By past I mean, hundred of years ago. Lord Leon now looks back at it as simply a past memory.”Maybe, thought Belle silently. But it could be true that Leon’s love stays for centuries that he couldn’t forget his past lover. Belle quickly shook her head, reminding herself that this was only her thoughts and nothing has been confirmed. She needed to talk with Leon and made sure the fact before falling into the r
Looking inside the room it was indeed snow that had turned the room icy and white. Belle reached out her hand as she was hesitant to step in. Feelings the snowdrops on her fingers which disappeared on her touch, she made certain that it was a real snow.“How could there be snow?” Belle whispered her question aloud, finding the masked man quickly pulling the glass quill and the pile of parchment. This time instead of talking he had drawn an easier figure of a book and a human. On the human’s hand was a magic wand.“Magic?” She questioned. “So… Leon could do things like these as well…”The masked man shook his head and wrote, “Not the lord, but a close friend of his.”Belle stepped into the room that was small in size, as though it was built simply to showcase the snowflakes that drops from the ceiling of the room. There she found the crown that was hidden inside a glass case.“But why the snow?” Belle questioned, seeing the masked man’s parchment paper turn slightly wet as the snowdrop