Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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Nobody could hold the same place in your heart as your sister.✾Eleanor grabbed the note from the other maid’s hands and read through the list.Today would be the day where they would be going to the market. The market day had always been one of the days she was torn with. She was torn because she didn’t understand if she loved the day or hated it. For one, she loved buying things, as well as spending money. She just didn’t like the fact that it wasn’t her money she was spending. Plus, she also loved the market day since that would mean she would be able to bond with her mother and the other maids from both palace and the academe.What she hated with a passion was that market day meant she would have to walk. Long walks just weren’t something that she enjoyed. Not to mention the heat from the sun would be annoying too, since it would probably make her hair frizz, not to mention the humidity. It was really something
There are memories that time does not erase.✾Lady Vita looked at the two children, not bothering to hide the distaste from her face.She just knew that this was an idea that came from the staff from the kitchen. Sighing, she pinches the bridge of her nose and tried to calm herself down. It wasn’t a surprise to her that the kitchen staff would bring two lovely young consorts and make them ask for something that she knew she just couldn’t deny. There were already rumors suggesting that she had favoritism, if she were not to allow Amara and Eleanor, things might take a negative turn.
It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.✾Silas stared at the girl.He felt something odd inside of him. Something crawling inside of him pushing him to go towards the girl to get her close again. Which was odd because he knew girls were disgusting and were nothing but trouble. Eleanor had finished staring and was now close to the girl, caressing her face and asking her what was wrong and why she couldn’t remember anything that happened nor who she was.When Eleanor got close, he felt it again, that pull. That pull that made him want to stand up and be the one that was caressing the dirt and grime off the girl’s face. It was weird and disgusting and infuriating and the shame just filled him up almost immediately. Girls were disgusting and nothing but troub
Don’t overact the story of your name. Overact the story of your work.✾Silas had never been close to his mother.His father had explained that it was normal. Since his mother was a Royal Consort, there was a high probability that she would never feel any sort of affection for their child. Bearing a child for a consort, at least some of them, was more of an act of duty, rather than an act of love. Consorts wanted to bear children because it was their responsibility to do so.They didn’t want to have children because they wanted to have something to love and care for. In fact, it was already expected that consorts would never touch or be affectionate with their offspring. It was normal for consorts to hire nannies or maids that would care for the children they have with Alphas. It was also normal
History is a set of lies agreed upon.✾“I think I know the reason why you can’t keep your eyes off her now.”Eleanor made her way towards her friend and the girl they just saved. They had been conversing silently over who knows what and had not even bothered helping her to research as to why they were feeling what they were feeling. For a moment, she thought maybe they wanted those emotions inside them, they didn’t seem to be fighting it after all.The girl was pretty, Silas might have considered that she might be a potential Luna for him. Should she even have bothered researching when it seems like they were alright with what’s happening? Eleanor shook her head. No, she thought, Both of them have their respected mates and it would be unfair to their partners if th
Knowing can be a curse on a person's life.✾Eleanor knew that the world was an unfair place.Ever since she was young, she had already been told by the adults of her life that there are things that just couldn’t be for her. There were more things she wasn’t allowed to do, than things that were allowed. There were things that she had always wanted to do but she couldn’t because it wasn’t something that girls like her were supposed to do. She had always imagined how it would be if she were a man with Alpha blood if things could have been different.She had always assumed that every single one of them was not allowed to shift.Then she found out that Alpha males, especially military and the great Alpha of Cinco, were allowed to
Oh, what a tangled web we weave...when first we practice to deceive.✾“And what are your parents’ line of work?”Amara looked at Lady Vita straight in the eyes and repeated the very same words she was taught to say in situations like this. “They are offshore merchants and are rarely at home. They focus primarily on trade between other countries. The last time I heard from them in the letter they had sent me, they mentioned they were somewhere in the Pacific.”“Hmm.” Lady Vita mumbled, perching her glasses up her nose.Amara always thought it was weird. On how she always chose to wear glasses when she doesn’t seem to have bad vision. Eleanor had told her Lady Vita was a professor in the academe where they re
And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating.✾Eleanor squeezed Amara’s fingers tightly.She felt her squeeze her hand right back, a smile on her face. Then she started looking around again, her eyes staying longer on most of the stalls and booths that sold seafood as well as seashell accessories. Her eyes twinkled at the sight. Eleanor felt herself giggle at that. She had always thought that Amara was of Niju descent. With her black hair and yellowish skin tone. Amara might not know it, but it’s probably in her blood that she’s inclined to like those things that were from the sea.“Do you want to buy anything?” Eleanor whispered using her consort’s voice.Amara bit her lip, shaking her
Here's to alcohol, the rose-colored glasses of life.✾The place behind the counter looked very much like it really belongs to Verdant.There were various shelves full of jars that had different colored liquids inside. Some had roots, leaves, as well as some things that I didn’t bother identifying. For some reason, my wolf had told me it was better that I didn’t know. There were barrels on either side of the counter, their spigot dripping a sticky brown liquid whose stench made me crinkle my nose. Furrowing my brows, I tried leaning over the counter, checking if there was something that I could at least give Auster, maybe even some water.
There are two questions a man must ask himself: The first is 'Where am I going?' and the second is 'Who will go with me?'✾The second thing I noticed when we reached Verdant was that everyone had a huge smile on their face.Unlike Azure, almost all the villagers had various colored clothing. Although it is quite apparent that most had pipes with them. Even from a distance, I could hear their laughter, as well as notice how there were some random villagers dancing and running about. It had been a long since I’ve seen an actual place in Cinco where there were wolves laughing and having fun.It smelled like fresh dew and the mist was still pretty thick. Much like the old man who was steering our gondola towards one of the docks, they also had glossy eyes. I’m guessing it probably was because of the
And live like it's heaven on earth.✾The first thing I noticed once we reached Verdant was that it was inexplicably green.Verdant was a district that was abundantly covered by mist. The trees and mountains seemed to be covered by moss and various plants and leaves. And everywhere I went, the only thing I could smell was fresh dew. The kind of thing one might smell at the start of the morning as dawn breaks. Once we have reached the vicinity of Verdant, the sound of one of the largest waterfalls I have ever seen echoed throughout the thick forest.The trees surrounding the whole district seemed as tall as the sky and seemed to disappear within the clouds. I had no choice but to look up. I couldn’t even help but awe loudly.“Woah,” I mut
A boy needs a father to show him how to be in the world. He needs to be given swagger, taught how to read a map so that he can recognize the roads that lead to life and the paths that lead to death, how to know what love requires, and where to find steel in the heart when life makes demands on us that are greater than we think we can endure.✾I closed my mouth and listened.Yohan was quiet right next to me and it was thanks to him that I haven’t jumped Eleanor yet. My mate had just gone through something horrible and almost died back in the underground fighting ring and she wants to put him in the spotlight again? Gritting my teeth, I continued looking down on my lap, my hands clenched.“Amara, I don’t like this idea any more than you do,” Eleanor says. Without meaning to, I scoff. I hear her sighing, and I find myself lifting my head a bit to look at her. She was staring daggers at the map, her jaw clenched.
It is a long-cherished tradition among a certain type of military thinker that huge casualties are the main thing.✾It had been a few days since I had breakfast with Eleanor.Like how I imagined it would be it was a bit awkward. Especially with how every few seconds, she would stare at me and tears would leak out of her eyes. I teased her about it, hoping that she would stop, and her pride would get the best of her. However, when I did tease her, not only did it make her more emotional, but it also made her talk about how we used to be in the past.When I had teased her about her tears, she took me seriously. I had assumed that she would just scoff at me or ignore my teasing, but it seemed like the past few months actually changed her. Instead of just rolling her eyes at me, she took it way too seriously. S
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.✾The first time I ate something that Eleanor had cooked, I instantly regretted it.She was a Sem native, they were great in things like mining and exploring forests but that was it. They were horrible cooks. As much as possible, one would be safer with a Sem native as a guard instead of having them as one of the kitchen staff. Even though they were given a recipe book, or a list of instructions, seeing as they were from Sem, they would end up with a burnt and wasted food. Those from Sem were known for being so full of pride that they rather eat what they had burnt instead of asking for help.Eleanor was one of them. The good thing was that at least she was willing to accept that there were things that she needed to correct. See
Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.✾It was Yohan.Clutching my heart, I narrow my eyes at him, “I didn’t even sense that you were.”“Sorry,” He yawned, stretching his arms up in the air. “Force of habit.”“Habit?”Eleanor coughed behind me. When I turned around though, I realized it wasn’t exactly a cough. From the way her eyes were glittering as she looked at Yohan, I knew it was something different entirely. Her look has been meaningful as if I wasn’t curious enough already. Eleanor was great at lying, which I learned the hard way. With how she was acting, it was like she knew something and desperately wa
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.✾“I don’t know if I showed it enough,” Eleanor pulled her knees to her chest, leaning her cheek right by her knees. She wasn’t looking at me, her eyes following the flow of the river. The wind had turned chillier than it had been moments ago. I didn’t know if the goosebumps running up my arm were due to the cold or because we were talking now. “But I’ve always thought of you as my sister.”I wanted to tell her that I know that. That’s why her betrayal hurt so much. But I don’t. I’m not even sure it was a question that she wanted an answer to. It was just a statement she wanted to start with.Eleanor started fiddling with her thumbs, “I know that the things I&rsquo
The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.✾The cool wind kiss my cheeks and I hug myself, shivering lightly.The nights had gone colder, which meant it really had been long since I’ve gone out of the gates. We were nearing the mountains, nearing the snow-covered lands that I’ve once read in my books. Breathing out through my mouth, I see white smoke right in front of me, as my warm breath mix and mingles with the cool night air.My eye falls on all the campers here. They had been battling the cold far longer than I did. How had they managed to survive? The tents didn’t offer any type of blankets. Had they adapted?