“How long has she been like this?” Alphonse asked Harry as they stared at Charlene, who was pale and lifeless, looking out at the snow outside. Alphonse tried talking to her earlier, but she never responded. He has to give up after several tries. Alphonse has never experienced this with Charlene before, and though he can understand why she’s acting this way— he could not help but feel like he had failed to stand tall as the foundation for his family.“She almost died two days ago after I found her unconscious in the snow. It’s a surprise she could even sit now. What should we do, Father? Charlene does not talk or even look at us. Whenever she sleeps, she has a nightmare and will wake up crying and shouting that everything was her fault,”Alphonse listens to Harry as he thinks of what he should do regarding the matter. They tried making Louise talk to her, but even Charlene’s favorite cousin could not do anything to make her speak or even react!“Have you tried calling him?” Alphonse
Charlene’s POV ‘What do you want to be when you grow up? Will you be a princess, or will you be the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world?’ Ashina giggles as she dresses me up so I can attend the school needed as a part of the nobility. I could only remember staring at her at the time. I did nothing but stare at Ashina most of the time. I love the colors of her eyes, those deep purple eyes that glittered whenever the sun rays over them. I always loved watching them smile as she told me all the good things that she had experienced in life. I love the way she would stroke my hair whenever she put me to sleep. I love the way her hair smells after running around the field since she loves the sun so much. She loves the sun… Ashina would sometimes spend her days staring at the clear sky, feeling the heat of the sun against her skin as she hummed her favorite song. She loves the sun. She loved the sun. And she died without it watching over her. She died in the middle of the col
“What happened to your hands?” Weiss asked when he found Ignes cooling her hand with cold water with lots of ice in the bucket. “You can’t soak them with ice for too long! Can’t you see how purplish and red they have become? Tsk. What were you thinking!?” Weiss pulled her hand from the bucket only to surprise himself even more. Ignes’s hands are red, and there are wounds at the tip of her fingers. “What happened to these?!” He panicked as he took a warm towel to dampen them. “Weiss, it’s nothing—” “Nothing? Nothing!? You call this nothing!?” Weiss was annoyed. He had been short-tempered since his last visit to the Alpha’s estate. He stayed there overnight, but Charlene never talked to him. And now he’s being treated like a fool by his girlfriend, “You call this nothing? Then what if your fingers fall off because of the ice and the wounds on them? Will you still call it nothing, then?” Weiss nagged endlessly until he dried her hand and put ointment on her wounds. Weiss bandaged t
Charlene’s POV A month had passed since Ashina died. It had been that long since our family let go of her physically, but nothing was ever like the same since her passing. My mother started sleeping in her room when Ashina left us. Adolphus took a lot of work from the palace, and our father buried himself in paperwork and rarely left the study since that day. Harry, on the other hand, started going out every night. He was never a man who joined the other noblemen to party in different elite groups, but he started entertaining them, and it seemed like our parents were letting him do so. I… I started going to the academy again. I still have three years before I graduate. I need to finish what I started though I have no reason for doing so anymore. My father does not even try to push me to finish them… I asked him once what I should do, and he simply told me to do whatever made me happy. I don’t know what happened after that. To be happy is something I don’t even know if I am worthy
Weiss rushed to Charlene’s room when he heard what had happened. Charlene was not surprised to see him early in the morning. She expected at least that much from the man since what Charlene did should have affected him the most. “What did you do?” he slammed the door and clenched his jaw as he tried to calm himself down. He left the academy for a day because of a message from the Alpha, and what welcomed him after was the news of Ignes getting arrested for something that was not mentioned in the report. Charlene looked at him with cold eyes. Weiss did not back down and glared at her. He had been trying to find reasons why Charlene would do such a thing, but he could not identify any but the very reason why they were still engaged. “Do you really have to find anyone to blame!? What did Ignes do for you to accuse her of something she did not even have the ability to do? You even got the Alpha involved! Do you know what will happen with these silly pranks of yours—” Charlene slapped hi
A group of people is gathering in the middle of the dark forest. They are wearing white and black cloaks, indicating the hierarchy between them. But there was someone wearing a very distinct color of red— her head was covered, and only half of her face was visible. All the people bowed when she walked to the altar that they seemed to build to offer their worship to someone. “In the next full moon, we will be stepping onto the next part of our plan— the occurrence of a medicine to the curse that we put on the Alpha’s daughter was an unprecedented event that slightly hindered our agenda, but all were sorted out after my child intervened… we cannot have the same mistake again,” “Pardon me, my lord, but why did we get rid of the weakest child of the Alpha? Would it not be better if we got rid of that child?” the man in a black-colored cloak asked. The people around him agreed as they recalled how that child almost ruined everything on that day. The woman in the red cloak threw a dart
“Do you swear in the Moon Goddess’s name, Selene, that you will tell the truth and nothing but the truth?” “I do,” Ignes motioned her right hand to raise and swear in the name of the werewolves’ god. She then listened to the next judge that would oversee the matter. His eyes are looking at her with ridicule as if he had already judged her without even hearing what really happened in the case. The human judge has his expression disoriented as he rolls his eyes before reading a long passage and then ends it with the same one as the werewolves. “Do you promise in the name of law and justice that you will tell the truth and nothing but the truth?” “I do,” Ignes replied. The judge did not even look at her while reading all of those words. He could not even share compassion for his own kind… Well, in humans’ dictionary, a commoner like Ignes has no position in the train of thoughts of those of noble blood. It would be a miracle if they even win this kind of trial since most lawyers do n
“I kept dreaming about her. She was mad at me in those dreams. She blames me for her death. She hates me,” Charlene told Adhler. Kieffer had already left for another appointment earlier. Daimon went back to the palace so he could deliver the documents back to where they belonged. Now, only Adhler and Charlene are left in the private room with which only royals have authority. Charlene was allowed inside because Adhler specifically mentioned that she would be pardoned of whatever comes may. Adhler held her hands, kissing the back of them as he caressed them with his cheeks. Adhler’s ash-colored eyes looked into her eyes. They were not looking at him. They were staring into the darkness, living in that nightmare. He held her chin and then traced her jaw until he was holding her cheeks facing him. Charlene looked at his eyes, teary and tired. She closed her eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat. Adhler pulled her to his face. Their noses touched as he slowly owned her lips. Charl