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?"
Opening his eyes, the unwanted stranger lifted himself up while coughing heaps of blood from his mouth. His disheveled outfit became drenched with his very own blood. He looked around him only to find himself in a sea of pages with had brownish to maroon stains. "Ugh..." he slowly straightened himself into a rod, nonchalantly- as if he just woke up early in the morning. He yawned and then stretched his tired limbs in the dusty air.A smirk escaped from his lips before standing up, when suddenly, he heard a voice speak to him."Hey man."He shifted his head to the corner to see nobody. His eyes squinted warily, until he realizes that whoever was speaking to him was apparently above. "You finally woke up." Othello lunged from the top of the remaining bookshelves and landed on both feet flawlessly. He gives the man a pleasant smile, which of course- was something very deceitful. "Things were rather very lo
The chattering of the palace maids increased as the King passes by the halls with an envelope in his hand. The sheath of his sword was nowhere to be found and he wasn't wearing his robe.It was a surprise for them to see the King dress so casually. Usually, when he comes out of his room, he wears his princely vest along with his robe. He would always have the hilt of his sword peeking throughout the sheath that was attached to his belt as he glided through the golden halls.However, today was different.And what surprised them more was that he had ordered for the servants to prepare his carriage."Yuran, Ironfield." he called to the men trailing behind him. "Is the carriage prepared?""It is, Your Majesty." Yuran paused for a moment before asking the King another question. "Your Majesty, if I may ask, where will we be headed to?""To the forests of Erana." he nonchalantly tells them. "I wish to see something for myself."The captain p
Asty unlocks the door to the basement and shifted her head at the back to look at her brother Othello. His eyes were fixated on the basement door as he remembered the time when Lana prevented him from going inside."Brother..." she called out to him to get him out of his trance. "Are you okay?"He nodded at her. "I am. Is this it?" he pretended as if it was his first time seeing the path to the basement.Othello had remembered everything about the basement. He had grown and lived in the castle ruins during his entire teenage years."You told me before that there was a passage in this place that you did not recall the entrance would be. This is the passage you're talking about."He nodded at her. "Have you been going in here alone?"Asty lowered her head, Othello heaved a sigh. "Next time do not go in these kinds of places without me, do you understand?"
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