BLAIRE
"My lady, shall we go now?" I lifted my head and smiled at Eunice who was extending her hands to me. I accepted her assistance and got in the carriage with drowsy eyes. Noticing my sunken aura, Eunice didn't bother to ask questions and allowed me to close my eyes and rest against the wall. I can't sleep well from what happened last night. All my emotions are too mixed up that I can't distinguish one from the other. I gave out a sigh and lifted my heavy eyelids on the window. The people are crowding over the streets, laughing, talking, doing the things they've always done.
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“Father, please! Even for once! listen to me!” The lady fell on her knees as she begged for the person who was looking at her with a cold gaze. Even with her eyes glistening with tears, she knew that no matter how much she cries, the pair of eyes that looked like hers would never soften in her direction. “What should I do for you to treat me as your own child? Father, I’m your daughter too! I was born first! But not even once have I felt the warmth of your hands! I did everything for you to love me and look at me at least once but......” She yelped desperately as she tried to reach out her hand to him, only to be returned with a sharp slap. Her heart sank as his frigid voice filled with contempt rang in her ear. “Stop being pathetic. I only have Axiel as my daughter.” She stared at the ground in hopelessness as no tear can suffice the pain she felt all her life. The Emperor turned around, leaving the aristocrats gossiping about the disgraceful princess. “What
BLAIRE "My lady! I've been looking for you!" I can’t help but feel dizzy from passing through time-and space consciously. I slowly lifted my head and saw a middle-aged woman with ginger-colored hair running in haste towards my direction. 'Who is she?' I wondered while tilting my head in confusion. I don't know her but I think the real owner of this body does. Warmth is surging within my heart the moment I saw her, just like when I saw my father running in worry the last time I saw him. I unconsciously smiled sadly as I remembered the last image of him. Aaah! No! Focus, Blaire! We still have things to do! I slapped my cheeks together to pump myself up. You’re alive and you’ll go back to your family! so hurry up and accomplish your task! “My lady, what’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere? I heard your scream!” Her eyes are filled with worry as she carefully inspects my body for injuries. Her subtle actions
The cornered man glared at the lady who was smirking proudly with dried leaves on her long wavy hair. He sneakily reached under his black cloak and in the blink of an eye, threw a sharp dagger towards Blaire's direction. She instinctively dodged the weapon as if she was expecting it and jumped off the wall to have the same footing as the suspect. He immediately thrust another blade towards her but Blaire swiftly bent her body backward and kicked his outstretched arm using her right foot making the weapon flutter on the hard ground. She skillfully lunged forward and grabbed him by the throat. 'Luckily, Victoria has long nails' Her smirk widened on the thought as she harshly dug her sharp nails deep into his pale skin. "Who sent you here?" She asked with a tone so poisonous that made cold shivers run down his spine. The smile on her face was nowhere to be found as she stared at him with cold eyes, warning him that she won't think twice about soaking the floor w
BLAIRE "What's your name, Mr. Spy?" I asked while applying treatment to the wound I've inflicted a while ago. "Don't get me wrong. I don't have plans on becoming your friend." He replied abruptly with a snobbish tone. Annoyed by his reply, I picked up the alcohol on the kit and poured it on his open wound on the neck in annoyance. "AAAAHHHH! WHAT THE---!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He angrily screamed and jolted away in pain. "You need to sanitize the wound before treating it, ya know?" I rolled my eyes as if stating the most obvious fact in the world. "BUT YOU NEED TO CLEAN IT WITH COTTON! NOT DIRECT APPLICATION!" I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly and continued rummaging through the kit as if I was just listening to the wind. "Since you won't tell me your name, I'll just continue to call you Mr. Spy." I remarked while carefully patting the cotton ball with medicine on his forehead. Realizing that his protests are useles
BLAIRE "Why are you here?" My whole body froze upon hearing a familiar deep voice. I instantly shut my eyes and took small deep breaths before composing myself to face the masculine figure behind me. "Who are you? Why are you talking down to a princess?" I growled in warning and confidently lifted my chin. With narrowed eyes, I shot him a cold gaze and folded my arms in front of me. I tried my best to act like a stranger to him but this guy....his face is crumpled in full annoyance. I instantly bit my lip to stop myself from laughing at his priceless expression. I feigned a cough to compose myself and the moment our eyes met, the pair of green orbs that were intensely staring at me softened as he heaved a sigh. When the gush of wind suddenly blew against our direction, the hood from his black cloak slowly slipped away and revealed his glorious silver linen hair which gracefully danced along with the serenades of the wind.
BLAIRE In this world, Victoria's life is always in danger. The Empress is keeping an eye on my every move, the princess is looking for ways to eradicate my existence, the prince is turning a blind on my maltreatment, and the emperor has long abandoned his first child. One sunrise, someone planted a bomb around my palace. The other time, I almost ingested poison from picking up a fruit around the garden, thankfully, Joewella was there to stop me. I couldn't help but slump my head on the table as I groaned in frustration. I think Victoria survived all these years because of Joewella. I stared at the woman who is cheerfully humming as she swept the dried leaves off the ground. I bet she's not an ordinary maid, no one could detect a bomb unless they know much about it. A smirk played on my lips as I sat back. I don't care about her secrets, as long as she won't stab me from the back, I would call her my ally. "...ally" I echoed my words in a whis
BLAIRE "I'm homeeee!" I yelled while skipping through my steps. Joewella and Eunice immediately came out the door with excited expressions. "My lady! What have you brought this time?" Eunice asked enthusiastically while running in my direction. "It's a deer." I plopped the dead animal on the ground with a proud smile. Victoria's stamina has improved a lot these past few days. At least, my workout exercises didn't come to waste. "My lady, are you hurt anywhere? did you have a cut? do you feel pain somewhere?" Joewella asked consecutively without catching her breath as she inspected each corner of my body. I have no choice but to chuckle at her great concern. "I'm fine. Can you please send this to Jerome and ask him to prepare dinner?" "Yes, my lady!" They nodded their head and accepted the rope that I offered which connects to the horns of my prey. I shifted my gaze towards the narrow tree by the walls and smiled at the
BLAIRE "To the one who is reading this, I entrust thy soul with all of ye secrets, be it with thy being or whole life. This heart of mine is connected to memoir that I've left. Thy may not be able to see thee whilst reading this, however, I hope through this notebook, my memories will be encrypted with thine. My love, the star of my universe, believe and you will see that everything inscribed in the delicate pages of this diary is never fabricated. Be still and never act on an impulse for there would always be a right time for everything. Remember me, my pains, and my sufferings. Make it yours until the day you will avenge me, My Nightingale."
BLAIRE "My lady, shall we go now?" I lifted my head and smiled at Eunice who was extending her hands to me. I accepted her assistance and got in the carriage with drowsy eyes. Noticing my sunken aura, Eunice didn't bother to ask questions and allowed me to close my eyes and rest against the wall. I can't sleep well from what happened last night. All my emotions are too mixed up that I can't distinguish one from the other. I gave out a sigh and lifted my heavy eyelids on the window. The people are crowding over the streets, laughing, talking, doing the things they've always done. +Please wait a moment. I will upload the full chapter in the next few hours.+
BLAIRE "Haaaaaaaah" I let out a deep sigh as I surrendered my body against the door. How many times have I sighed this day? I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cold breeze of spring comforting my racing heart. I've barely started the plan yet it seems like my life span has drastically decreased. I shook my head in defeat and smiled sadly. Life's never been easy to me. I slowly walked towards the railings of the balcony and inhaled the sweet scent of the moist green grass.I turned my gaze upward and appreciated the beauty of the wraith-silver disc hanging in the withered skies. Lasers of moonlight, as bright as diamond-flame, turned the scenery a-glow like melted platinum together with the tiny heavenly bodies glittering merrily in their lovely abode. '12th balcony to the left' is what I remembered to be Duke Vel Lavite's sanctuary in the Imperial Palace. I still remembered a scene from the book where he attended a banquet and got distressed
BLAIRE “My lady,” I flinched at the sudden voice behind me. W-what was that? I didn’t notice their presence at all! I tightly closed my eyes and took a deep breath. You can do this, Blaire. In three, two, one… I dramatically turned my head back with my hair swinging like a melody of a lullaby as I faced the group of gentlemen walking in my direction. “My lord,” I called back with a gentle voice and a coy smile. My eyes were narrowed from the uplift of my cheeks as I secretly inspected them from head to toe. These men…. they may be wearing ravishing clothes befitting a noble, however, their crude etiquette could never conceal their rigid per
BLAIRE “Ugh! I don’t feel right,” I grumbled with an uncomfortable expression. I leaned my head against the wall and sighed. Ben couldn't help but chuckle at my frustrating situation. “There’s no need to be nervous. I bet the duke won’t be able to take his eyes off you.” I ran my hands on my waist with an uncomfortable expression. “Why is this so tight?! I can hardly breathe!” Ben frowned and soothed my back with his gentle hands. “The aristocrats have always believed that: the slimmer the waist; the more desirable a woman is.” “Hah! What bullshit is that?” I scoffed and flipped my head away in disbelief. I can feel Ben's glare digging through my head but I didn't dare to look back. So is this how I’m going to clothe myself from now on? “I’m not withstanding this!-” “-Not unless you become the Empress,” Ben replied abruptly with a s
BLAIRE “-ur Highness! You have to wake up now!” I drowsily opened my heavy eyelids at Joewella’s urgent voice. “Mmmm--what?” I asked weakly while rubbing my eyes. “We have to start preparing now!” I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced through the window. The sun is just about to rise and you’re telling me to start preparing? “The party is still is still in the evening, right?” I asked dumbfounded at their panic. Eunice looked at me with fire burning intensely in her eyes as she clenched her fist in the air, and replied emphasizing each word. “Let’s. Start. Now!” With that, a couple of women with familiar faces entered the room. Wait! They are the ladies from The Black Sun! What are they doing here? They looked at each other and exchanged strange expressions. Uh-oh! I don’t lik
BLAIRE My jaw dropped at what I’ve heard. This man looks like a living statue, perfectly sculpted by the gods but would have been better if you wouldn't hear them speak. “W-w-what are you talking about?!” I immediately found my stable footing on the ground and pushed him away. “Who are you?” I asked with furrowed brows as I didn’t take my suspicious eyes away from him. The hood from his cloak gently fell on his back and his glorious crimson hair shined brightly under the heat of the sun. Woah! He’s hot! It’s definitely a sight to behold as his purple eyes looked back at me gently. He flashed a smile so bright that even the sun envied his radiance. “It’s me! Ishi!” He exclaimed excitedly. Ishi? I don’t think I’ve heard that name before. I tilted my head and thought for a moment. I d
BLAIRE “HAHAHAHAHA!!” “Stop laughing, Evander! You’re making me more embarrassed!” The heat on my cheeks is burning up as I tried to hide my face with my hands and kept my head low. “I was an expert with heights before but Victoria has a really bad sense of balance!” “Seriously! Who would try to climb on top of a door?! HAHAHHAHAHA” Ughh! My face flushed redder than it was before that I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. I started to hit Evander on the arm and explained,“I do! I was scared of tall places before but I wanted to be an acrobat so I conquered my fear little by little and now it has become comforting thing for me already!” Evander
BLAIRE “-hut your sht!” “I’m telling the truth!” “That’s what liars say” “But I’m not one!” I slowly opened my heavy eyelids and adjusted my vision from the indoor lights. What’s with the commotion? I carefully got up and suddenly, 6 pairs of eyes immediately turned in my direction. “What’s going on?” I asked weakly as they froze in place. “Your Highness!” They shouted in unison which startled me greatly. They ran towards my side, leaving the poor silver-haired guy on the floor with his hands and feet tied. “Are you okay?” “How do you feel now?” “Are you in pain?” They asked me countless questions in a hurry that it started to make me feel dizzy. Ah! Suddenly, a quick shadow entered the room thro
BLAIRE “Here’s the paper today, Your Highness.” Joewella placed the newspaper in front of me as I slowly took a sip from my drink. “It’s really weird to see milk inside the teacup instead of tea,” Eunice murmured quietly while frowning. I turned my head towards her and smiled sarcastically “Then close your eyes.” “Your Highness!” She cried in annoyance as I laughed out loudly. “You’ll get used to it in no time, Eunice.” “But I should not. It should be you who must get used to drinking tea, Your Highness. Noble ladies serve and drink tea in parties, not milk!” “Aya!” I waved my hand in disapproval as I frowned. I know that but I can’t get over the taste of this expensive drink yet. I have four other siblings at home and we can’t afford to buy milk so I’m taking my time and enjoying every bit of it here.