Chaol was behind the wall when he heard the shocking revelation of Asty and the King. With his chest blazing in fury, he kicked the door that led to the patio and snickered like a rabid dog, ready to draw blood.
"We are going home. Now." Chaol bellowed at the King.
Asty shook her head. "I want to talk to him, please let us stay a little bit longer!"
"Get behind me. Now." Chaol told her in a low, deadly voice. "And you, I don't want you to pull any dirty tricks on Asthenosthene again, do you hear?"
The King gritted his teeth at him. "You don't even know anything about her, so why are you making such a fuss?"
"Are you implying that I would allow you to seduce my property? Well, guess what, it's a no."
"Do you even know that it is her birthday today?" the King glowered at him. "You don't, don't you?"
Chaol looked at Asty with a puzzled face before noticing the shining jewelry hanging on her cleavage. She carefully hid it behind her cloth
[SPG CONTENT: Please be guided accordingly.] His blazing touch and his hot breath were all she could feel. He planted kisses from her legs, making his way to the junction of her thighs. He reached out to her and roamed his body across her pale chest, gently teasing the circles of her bosoms. She felt the tingling sensation between her legs as the count kisses her neck. "C-Chaol..." "Yeah? Do you want me to stop?" He gazed at her from below and she averted her eyes to decline. Her refusal brought a sly smile to his lips as he continues his way through her. Chaol had always longed for this woman to finally become a part of him. The moment she laid his eyes upon her, he knew what the woman held, and as the days started to go by, his attraction towards her only grew more and more. Asty was afraid. She had been touched by Chaol teasingly, countless times, but tonight's was different. They were both unclothed and rubbing against each other's
Asty woke up to the rays of sunlight directly hitting her tired eyes. She rubbed them and lifted herself up, when she felt the soreness of her back."O-Ow...""Does it still hurt?"Chaol was standing beside the bed, shirtless, with a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was wet but combed to the back. Suddenly, the memories of last night's scandalous events surged inside her head. Asty immediately looked under the blanket to see if her clothes were still there."Oh my God." she whispered under her breath."What are you so surprised of?" Chaol raised a brow. "We did it ""M-My mother would be so furious with me!" she looked at him and covered her body with the blankets."It's not like she knows.""W-What if I bear a child?!" she looked at him with a terrified face. "S-She would be so upset!""Take it easy." Chaol told her.Suddenly, the thought of having children crossed his mind.He imagined little toddlers
Asty was making her breakfast in the kitchen when she felt two sturdy arms wrap around her back. She felt the warmness of his torso spread around her spine. She slowly shifted her head to look at behind her and found Chaol standing, with a huge grin on his face."G-Good morning.""Morning." he greeted back at her. "What are you doing?""Making breakfast. Do you want me to make you some?"Chaol rested his chin on her shoulders and bit the tip of her ear. With a husky voice, he teased her: "I want you."Asty shoved his head away from her and cleared her throat. "Nope. Brother will kill us if we do those things again.""It's fine, we can just sneak around." he smirked at her.She heaved a sigh. "It seems that you can make your own breakfast. I'll be in the dining hall.""You're so stingy..." he pouted at her. "Not even a kiss?"
105: To the Beach"I am not wearing that!"Asty puts waves her hand in front of them, refusing to take the cream-colored two-piece swimming lingerie in Yvonne's hand."Oh, come on! We'll be going to the beach, it's the best time for us women to flaunt ourselves under the sun!" Yvonne told her."Yvonne, we would get burned before we can reach the water.""Still we can't let Asty wear those nanny clothes!" she whined."Let her wear the clothes she's comfortable with." Lana told her. "But are you really going to wear that while swimming in the water, Asty?"Asty who was wearing a yellow shirt and her short pants (which she used to wear in the village) looked at them with a worried expression on her face. "Does it really look bad?""No, no, no!" Lana told her. "You look absolutely fine with it. My concern is just that, you won't feel very comfortable gliding in the water with that kind of outfit."Asty stared at the two girl
"Be sure to take a shower, Asty. The sand isn't good for your body if sticks too long!" Lana yelled at her as she ascended the stairs.Asty nodded and headed towards her room. She reaches out to the doorknob with her hand, when suddenly, it is replaced by someone else's. She shifted her head to see Chaol behind her with a smirk on his face.His hair was still wet and he had a piece of towel hanging on the other side of his shoulder, he covered her small figure entirely and slowly opened the doorknob.The two gets in."You should take a shower now." she told him as she entered the room. She frisked towards the closets and grabs her beige nightgown."I'll borrow yours." he casually told her and sat on her bed, while stretching his limbs. "My bathroom's clogged.""Why don't you use the other spare rooms'?" she asked him while making her way towards her own bathroom."I'd have to ask Lana for the keys, you know that I'm not the type to ex
The young woman was left disquiet after hearing what the vampire revealed to her. All she could think of was the memories she shared with everyone that day. The smiles that were evident happiness in their faces and their confessions...was all just a mere act.The vampire looked at her as she fell silent. You can clearly see the distress that was emanating from her eyes. Her small hand was tightened into a ball."Asty..." he called out to her.But the woman was not able to respond.She was too busy thinking whether the trust was wasted or not. She thought of many ways and contemplated about the possibilities and negativities of their blooming friendship."There's no way that they are all lies, aren't they?" she asked the vampire, hoping for his answers to reach out to her.But Errol did not know for himself. He had always doubted the kindness of thi
"But I'm not even half as starving as him.""Who?"Asthenosthene knew no hesitation when her sunrise orbs spanned across the room and found a man lying on the ground. Her eyes widened in shock before running towards him. Errol grabbed her arm before she could get close to the stranger, and thus she recoiled in the air, while looking at him with those gleaming, concerned eyes."I know you want to help him, but you can't get too close." he warned her. "He's violent. Why do you think I have bruises and scratches all over me?""But he's dying!" Asty expressed in dismay. "He needs help!""He can get all the help he needs. Right now, you need to go back. It's going to be difficult if the others sees you here.""No!" she yanked her arm away from him. "Do you expect me to just leave and let him die?! I can't do that!""Look, he has been starving himself ever since I came. Lana would bring food for him but he wouldn't touch it. And God knows h
The half-moonchild, Othello was casually taking a nap on the sofa when he felt something soft being thrown at him. He opened his eyes annoyed and saw a cloak above him."What the hell is this?" he rubbed his head before sitting straight and holding the cloak in the air.Chaol glowered at him with his sadistic, narrow eyes and smiled. "Dress up. We'll be leaving in a few minutes.""Wait, I am not coming with you." he told him and went back to his napping position. "Go for all I care."Chaol kicked the couch with his foot, which created rumbles to disturb Othello from his napping."Stop it!""I said, we're leaving." he firmly told him."I said, I'm not coming!" he snuggled at the pillow and ignored his request. "Why are you even telling me to come? I have nothing to do with your fancy-schmancy business with that darned King.""He had a few businesses that he'd want to discuss with you." Chaol clipped his cloak on his midnight blu
The bells rang from the distance. The woman with the bright orange hair stood behind the huge doors of the church. Her eyes were closed and a smile was evident on the woman's lips. Everything that she dreamed of was finally before her eyes. The moment had finally come. She opened her eyes and the doors finally parted ways. Her eyes fell to the long golden aisle that she so dreamt of walking one day. Beside it, on the benches, for all the people she loved and cared for. She felt her heart start pounding and racing faster and faster, when her bright persimmon orbs reached the center of the long corridor. There he stood, the love of her life, the apple of her eye, the man who taught her how to love. He had a smirk on his face and she just wanted to get over with that aisle wipe that smug grin off his face with a kiss. The music started. The harmonious synchronization of chorale brought everyone to their tears. Her mother who was standing also, in the aisle— staring at her beautif
Asty was walking around the palace when she noticed something strange everywhere. The maids seem to be avoiding her and she did not seem to see a single sentry guarding the gates.Everyone seems to be very busy and every time she would greet them they would only turn away."That's odd." she told herself. "They don't really act like this to me before."She walked around and around and even brought herself into the garden. But there was not a single person around.What was going on, she thought.She couldn't even find her friends anywhere in the Palace. She had woken up with absolutely nothing but the chirping of birds. She looked around to see if there was someone she can talk to.Yvonne wasn't there, Chaol wasn't there. Even her brother was not there."Where could they all have gone to?"She noticed that the maids were stealing glances at her. She would look at them and wave but then they would only avoid her gaze. A little bit
After being able to speak with her mother, Asty led the group to a path in the woods that led to a field of dandelions.They looked around and saw how beautiful it was. The sun was before them, and they could feel it burning through their skin, but even so— their eyes were fixed on the blanket of flowers that seemed to flow against the wind."This is so beautiful." Lana commented.Asty smiled at her. "This is where my mistress is buried.""Why isn't she buried in a proper grave?""That is because this is what she requested. That is a part of her will to be buried under the field of dandelions, chrysanthemums, and daisies. She wanted to face the sun and the skies. She wanted to look at the blanket of stars as she rested. That is what she imagined."They smiled at her and walked towards the field."I think it is better if we leave you be." Chaol told Asty, Yvonne, and Robynn. "I think you guys need more of an alone time with this,
Asty and the others were sent in a carriage that was intended to traverse them into the village of Erana. Asty watched as the sea of trees ran across her vision. She stared at it for a long amount of time before wondering something in her head.Chaol reached out to her head and made it rest on his shoulders."Is something troubling you?" he asked her."No nothing at all." She told him. "I was just wondering a few things.""Like what?""They are not very pleasant things." She told him and smiled. "It's best if I keep it to myself.""You can always tell me about it. I won't mind." Chaol smiled at her. "Is it because of the battle?""Yeah." she nodded. "Polo was... in pain. I didn't know that he had to go through all that that's why he became the way he was. He went after so many painful things in his life that I cannot even imagine happening to me.""You saw his memories?""I did." she nodded at him. "They were not very go
TWO WEEKS AFTER THE ECLIPSE WAREverything was starting to get better and better. The castle was finally starting to have its exterior and interior repair. It was not an easy path for them to take. The villagers that survived the war still had fear lingering inside their hearts. But nevertheless, even if there were fear and there was uncertainty, villagers continued to place their trust in the king. The king provided them with all the construction materials that they will be able to use to fix their houses that were crushed and broken during the war. While the villagers were singing their songs as they hammered their walls, a man came and frantically told them about the good news."Everyone, everyone! King is holding a celebration in the square! We must all go and watch it! Everyone's heroes will be displayed! And the parents of those who had lost their lives will be given compensation and medals for the achievement of their
Asty walked within the flames of the ground as she approached the lifeless corpse of her beloved. she clenched her fists upon seeing his torn body and closed her eyes as the tears streamed down from her face. There is no greater pain in the world than to lose someone you love.It is a pain that will be permanent inside your heart and will linger around for so many years. And she was not sure if she was prepared for that. Everything was so sudden, so fast, so abrupt. Did not know what to do or what to expect. The betrayal, the revelations, and then suddenly turning back the tables to prove that the ones she thought were the criminals were actually the innocent ones.She crouched on the ground and reached out to his cold body. What else can she expect? He is gone and he will never come back to her. The eclipse was an unfair event. The people viewed it as equal, but to her, it was only another cruel event.
"Please pull the lever, Polo!""I got it!"It was another day for the folks to work. Polo, who was now one of the known people in their village, was helping them with the fences against the wolves."Is that all for today?" the builders asked one another."Yeah I think so." he then looked at Polo. "Good work today, boy. Your wife must be so happy to have you around."A blush escaped from the male's cheek. He scratched the back of his nape while looking at them. "S-She isn't my wife, yet.""So when are you, lovebirds, planning the wedding?" one of them nudged his arm.Polo chuckled hesitantly, feeling pressured at their constant teasing. "We planned to do the ceremony on the fourth." he told them. "You guys are invited, of course.""That's what we'd like to hear!"They all gave Polo a smack in the back, a customary thing for them to do to and express their encouragement to their buddies.Minutes later, a familiar vo
Have you walked in the same path for so many years again and again?Have you ever wondered how tiring and exhausting it was to see the same things on your line of vision?Have you ever wondered if you'll ever be able to finally get a chance for a change?For the tenth moonchild, yes.Unable to find his true purpose of life, he found a vessel of his own and walked the lands of the earth for eons. He crossed seas and loitered in land, to find his very reason of living.It was unusual, for he could not find it.He would lift his head to the stars and ask the skies above if they could give him an answer of who he was, but his plight were mostly ignored. He was troubled.He did not know who he is.There he was, in the middle of a snowy mountain, surrounded by wolves and white-colored bears. The creatures did not pounce o
His soft flesh made way for the blade to sink inside.The tenth moonchild screamed in agony as he felt that searing pain as Asty's blood mixed with his and felt that burning sensation of the area, started to fizz.The laceration she had inflicted on him was deep. Polo crashed into the ground, as Asty's hands were still fully attached to the hilt of her sword. She looked at him with a cold expression and whispered against his ear, showing no ruth."It's over—"She was not able to finish her words. All of a sudden, Asty's head started to hurt.'Ah...' she winced inside her head. 'What is going on?'The woman's head felt like she was being drilled. She attempts to remove her hand from the hilt of her sword, but it wouldn't budge. She started at the glowing blade that was pierced onto his spine.In that brief moment, it felt like everything around