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
"Are you finished with your lunch, Asty?" Lana approached her with a smile on her face.Asty nodded at her and placed her plate on the sink. "I am. Do you need any help with the laundry?""No, not at all," she answered and tucked in her apron that will contain the stain from the splashing water as she washes the dishes. "You can rest all you like.""I see. I will be in the garden then." Asty smiled at her and nodded. "By the way, Asty." The young woman shifted her head towards her direction. "Yes?""I found your boots in the abandoned staircase yesterday. Have you gone there?"Asty froze for a while, but kept her composure. She had forgotten to take it away. "Ah yes. I was roaming around the castle yesterday.""Roaming?" Lana's brows furrowed as if in worry. "Where have you gone to?""Just the hallways. I needed to think." she lowered her head sheepishly and smiled. "Chaol has been c
It was already evening when Chaol and the others had returned from their appointment with the King. With an exhausted expression on his face he gestures to Asty with his fingers and pulled her in a tight hug. The count buried his face on her pale neck and smelled the scent of her soft hair. Even for just an hour, Chaol had missed the feeling of her touch in his skin. "Welcome back." she greeted him."Mhmm." She felt the woman's small hands caressing his broad back. "How was your appointment with the King? I see you've brought my brother along with you.""Ah, I just accompanied him to speak with trivial matters.""I see." she smiled at her and helped him sit on the cushion. "Do you want something?"A sly smirk escapes from his lips. "I want you." The woman's chest began throbbing after meeting the male's seductive invitation. She shook her head and clutched onto her nightgown. "Nope!"
Asthenosthene was walking back and forth in her room, biting her thumb. The uneasiness she felt couldn't be shaken away. She heard footsteps from outside the window and so, she walked towards and looked through.Chaol was heading towards the garden.Malice swarmed in her head like locusts. Her eyebrows furrowed in distress as she knew that Chaol's intentions to head in the basement- were unknown to her.In her heart, she wondered if he was still the same man she gave her heart to, before.Nay' Chaol was never the man she believed him to be."Asty?"She jolted in surprise and opened the door. Othello was standing behind it with a stern expression on his face."Why are you still awake?""I... I can't sleep.""Is there something bugging you?" he asked her and entered her room. "You look pale. Are you feeling alright?""I'm okay." she nodded and sat on her bed.Asty was irresolute. She didn't know whether her troubl
"Are you the owner of this?" Chaol bellowed.Errol receives another deadly blow from Chaol who was already flaming in rage. Though his eyes were frosty and lifeless. The hostility can be thoroughly seen in his actions.The vampire coughed blood as he was getting beaten into a pulp. Lana, wasn't able to take it anymore so he places her hand upon Chaol's shoulder and shook her head."Please stop, milord!"Chaol watched at the blood stained his skin and suit. He ran his finger across his hair in dismay, soaking it along with the blood. "I am going to ask you one more time, Errol."He raised the bracelet upon his face. "Is this blue amber yours?""It isn't!" he yelled at him with all the strength left in his body. "That doesn't belong to me or to anyone... I cannot even take down a single warden, how much more with two skilled ones?""Stop guilt-tripping me. You are only one left in this household that can possess this.""No matter
There was a deafening silence at the dinner table.Everyone's mouths were closed as they stared at the plates of their meals, minding their own businesses. The Night Hallows, nor even Yvonne had the courage to make noises. The consternation rises drastically, Asty felt suffocated as she brings the pieces of food inside her mouth. She felt her throat harden when she swallowed. She felt like she was eating stones.The dinner ended as if it never happened in the first place. Asty remained in the table, her thoughts full of doubts. She wasn't still capable of absorbing everything. Lana just observes the woman's dead eyes as she picked up the plates on the table."Are you okay?"Asty didn't respond. Lana reaches out to her and poked her cheek. "Hey.""Oh, hey."Asty finally answers."You seem to be in deep thoughts, would you mind telling me about them?"Asty pulls out from the chair and shook her head at her. "No, it's fine. I'm going to h
Asty stood in front of Errol and the human prisoner with a shaving tool in her hand. She took a deep breath knowing that it wasn't a good idea to bring a weapon inside the basement."Rule one, you are not allowed to touch me or hurt me in any way. Rule two, you can't grab or take the shave forcefully from my hands and lastly, rule three, you must be in your best behavior."Asty brings out the loaves of bread in her pockets and hands it over to them. "I'm sorry, this is all that I could take. If Lana were to catch me making food for you, I would be questioned and you would be punished.""It's alright. This is more than enough." Errol smiled at her and took a bite of the soft bread. "It's still hot—""Lana baked them. I asked her if I could take a few more for my snacks and she allowed me to do so.""I see, thanks."Asty turned her head at the other person insid
"Are you alright?" Errol caressed her back gently with his calloused hands.Asty's face was pale and her entire body had halted as if she had witnessed something so despicable before her eyes."Thinothel was a friend of mine." Robynn started and took a deep breath. "And before I was locked here, I used to serve him.""Serve my father?" Asty grabbed the male's wrists. "Why? In what way did you serve my father?"Robynn was skeptical about telling the young woman. He realized how his next words could potentially hurt her, and he had no heart to do so. After all, in his thoughts, he didn't need to involve himself with the feud between the young girl's family background."Don't you think you should leave?" Robynn told her in a monotone. "The maid will surely find you here.""I want to know how you knew my father!" Asty demanded. "It's been so long since I've crossed paths with someone who is acquainted with him!""I know that you are overw
"Hello, sweetheart."She froze.Her mind was screaming, telling her bail and tell for help. She wanted to run, but she didn't know if her legs would be able to carry her successfully into the door. It was like that if she made a wrong move, the creature would crush her and spread her blood across the pages of the books behind her.Her hand was still above his, and she couldn't move a finger. The male wrapped his cold fingers against her soft skin, which made her belly strung in knots.He sauntered towards her and lowered his back to sniff her. His face was so close to her that she could almost feel his breath sticking against her skin.She wanted to ask him, who the hell he was, but her lips couldn't even part a bit.She heard him chuckle as he observed her fear-stricken face."Why are you so stiff?" he gently places his hand at her nape and slowly pushed her head towards him to get a closer look. "Why are you so terrified of me?"