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
Belle didn’t ask where they would go, but she believed that it would be worth the walk. She was silent as many thoughts flooded her head. Leon was silent as well which was strange as she noticed him keeping a look at her once in a while. It’s as if he was careful with her emotion, studying her.When they had stopped, Belle’s eyes sparkle to see the wide open view of a crystal clear lake. The trees all around the lake held a beautiful view as it was reflected on the surface of the water.The white bright moon seemed to be much closer to her touch now as it stayed on the middle of the lake. All she could do was awed by the view, her eyes widening.“How do you know this place?” Belle asked, confused as it was her first time ever arriving to Lady Edith’s house and expected it to be Leon’s first time as well.Yet with how familiar he is and his immediate knowledge of the lake, she doubted so.“Mephisto told me he saw it here,” Leon responded. While Belle was never able to notice Leon’s li
Song recommendation: None but the lonely heart. Op.6*****Belle could hear the piano’s key changing. The tune smoothing out as it turn to a newer song. Her eyes were affixed at the red gaze that didn’t once let her leave. She felt Leon’s hand across her her waist while her fingers hang on his shoulder. The waltz started slow with the flow of the tune and all she could hear was the echoes of both her shoes and his in the silent lake. Belle gulped feeling his hand pulling her tighter, “You’re a good dance,” she spoke, an effort to drive away the silence.“Am I? That’s flattering, I would have thought you have danced with so many better men out there,” Leon said, perhaps still spiteful that she didn’t called him handsome the last time.She chuckled as his sarcasm that sound funnier to her as the time passes. “In comparison, don’t you think I have fall pale in comparison to your other dance partners?” Belle stepped forward only to feel her lungs stopped working with how close her lips
Belle had now made a seat inside Lady Edit’s house. The witch continued to stare at her while she sit down holding to the teacup with her fingers tightening. She felt as though she was about to be absorbed by waves from the awkwardness.To end her suffering, Belle spoke, “How long have you lived in the forest?”“As long as s I have remembered,” Lady Edith responded. “What about you? Most witches started studying their witchcraft from childhood but you come only now.”“I thought you have heard everything about me,” whispered Belle. She caught Lady Edith scoffing.“Guess you’re unlucky like me. Do you know what others call me in the coven?” Lady Edith asked her back.She thought for a second then shaking her head, “No.”She hummed for a while and while Belle waited for her answer she instead said, “It was only yesterday’s morning that I got a letter from the high witch that I will be taking a student. Of course they didn’t ask whether I’m willing or not so you cannot blame me for my att
Her blue eyes widely stared at the woman, “You knew?”No way… all this time.. does Lady Edith knew about everything?Even her contract with Leon?But how?As Belle went in panic, she heard the woman lightly chuckle again. “Come on, I am called the high witch for something,” Lady Edith turned her eyes to the same apple tree where Leon had disappeared“Did you tell anyone?” Belle quickly asked, worried and scared.“No darling,” she respond, “And I promise I wouldn’t. I see you need your own time,” she noted seeing Belle’s paling face. “You can go home with those books now. I don’t want your parents to worry.”Belle only gulped as she held the books. Lady Edith helped her by putting the books in an old trunk of hers with her magic. As she stepped out from the house, Belle still felt shell shocked by what had happened.As she moved toward the foothill, her eyes caught the leather black shoes. She didn’t had to ask to know whose shoes it was. She spoke, “How strong do you think the witch
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