And there is nothing more dangerous in this world, in any world, than someone calm, clear, and angry.
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Eleanor instantly paled.
Amara flinched, but nevertheless, her glare was still on Eleanor. She was shaking, anger radiating off her in waves. Her golden eyes shining in fury and something else entirely. Lady Vita’s eyes narrowed from behind Amara. Eleanor could already hear her teeth grinding together. Clicking her tongue, she grabs onto Amara’s ear and starts pulling her out of the kitchen.
And Amara didn’t even fight it.
“Why were you shouting so loudly?”
Eleanor piped in, “Lady Vita, it was a misunderstanding.”
If one tells the truth, they don't have to remember anything.✾Amara could not see anything.She had not spoken ever since Lady Vita had pushed her inside the punishment room. She had seen glimpses of what’s inside when Tarryn had been punished and Lady Vita would leave the door slightly ajar. At first, she didn’t understand why Lady Vita would do this. Why she would leave it slightly open, open enough that Tarryn might end up escaping.Then Amara realized why that was. The reason Lady Vita did that was to showcase her dominance. Showcased how if the other consorts didn’t stay on their lane, they would end up punished like Tarryn. Tarryn always left the punishment room thinner, with dark circles under her soulless eyes. It wasn’t as terrifying as when you’re the one who would a
Assumptions are dangerous things to make, and like all dangerous things to make, if one makes even the tiniest mistake one can find themself in terrible trouble.✾Lady Vita opened the door to see Amara flushed against the wall.She was staring in a daze, her whole body unmoving. Her eyes were red-rimmed, traces of wounds that had long healed on her skin. Dried blood messily scattered across her skin. She had her back against the wall, her knees hugged tight towards her chest. The whole small room felt heavy and the smell of iron wafted through the air. Lady Vita couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her mouth, and yet even then, Amara did not look up at her.The little girl’s gaze was steady, unblinking. She was facing the door, and yet, it seemed like she was not seeing anything by it. None at al
Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over until you know every touch and corner, but still, you'll find an edge to cut you.✾Amara knew something was different that day.She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, however, she felt like something was amiss. It had started when Lady Vita told her that she had to prepare for the future Alpha’s birthday. That he, who was supposedly her friend, would not like it if she didn’t come prepped and pretty. It was weird, since try as she might, she couldn’t remember an instance where she had met the future Alpha. If they were truly as close as Lady Vita proclaimed they were, why would she forget about it?She doubts the future Alpha was someone you could forget. Deep in thought as she was dressing herself up, she almost flinched when she noticed Eleanor peeking her head through the doorway of their dorm. She felt disappointed with herself. She shouldn’t have been
Don't handicap your children by making their lives easy.✾Silas has his face set in a grimace.This was the very first time that he was called to the palace kitchen. The staff had requested he check the meals they had prepared. He already brought his very own poison taster, who was currently sat next to him. The food checks were supposed to be run by his father, Alpha Irvine. However, he was unavailable. Silas had been told that his father had something to do at the Boreas. Something about checking in on a certain general’s son.Which was ridiculous for Silas. Why would he leave his own son for some other general’s?“Just who is my father visiting?” Silas asked the staff, his eyebrows already furrowing. Not the mention the snarl t
The mark of a great man is one who knows when to set aside the important things in order to accomplish the vital ones.✾Silas seemed to have forgotten how to breath.Or at least, that’s what he was currently feeling. Eleanor’s statement made his heart hammer against his chest at an erratic rate. He found himself clutching his chest, just above where his heart was. He knew that Amara wasn’t his mate. He knew that it was nothing but his own blood calling him. And yet…he couldn’t help the sting that seems to have made its way to his heart.“Why…” He drawled, sucking in a breath. “Why would she…?”Eleanor didn’t speak, he already knew how confusing this might have felt for his friend.
The universe compels one to towards the best path to take.✾There was only a week left before the coronation of Silas.He would be picking six consorts, from whom which he would be picking a Luna. He had already prepared the speech that he would be giving, as well as he had already run through the files and reports on the consorts that were currently living in the academe and were of age. None of it matters. He already knew who he would choose.Everything was prepared, now all he had to do was tell Eleanor.Eleanor, on the other hand, was preparing for the coronation. Ever since the day that they had fought, she and Amara had never seen eye to eye. She would always check up on her and watch her from afar, but that was the best that she could do. Amara ha
Winning a war is the easy part. All it takes is brawn. Maintaining your rule afterward is the real test.✾Eleanor bit the nail of her thumb while waiting anxiously for Silas’s door to open.She always took pride in herself in knowing what to do. She was the one who came up with the plan in order to save Amara. She was the one who came up with the plan with how they could remove any suspicions from them. She was the one who told Silas what the right thing to do was. She had always found what the best solution for every problem was.And for all the times she did just that, her mind was blank and empty right now.
One can never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, one must build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.✾Silas tucked the envelope back inside his pocket.It was coronation day and he just finished announcing the consorts that he would be bringing with him back to the palace. He tried not to let Amara’s crestfallen expression get to him. He was doing amazing so far. Eleanor was too. They had already run through the plan for a week, and still, he felt anxious. Eleanor commended him over the plan, told him that it sounded amazing and smart. He was proud of it too, even though it was a last-minute thing.His father won’t be too happy when he hears about it. However, he won’t. Silas had already prepared for that. A few weeks after the consorts sett
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?