The following morning, my nose got tickled by the large spectrum of aroma coming from a familiar type of flower. When I open my eyes, I instantly witness how I was drowning inside my bedroom filled with roses in different sorts of bouquet arrangements and forms. There was nothing that immediately came to my head other than to call Leandro. I pressed on the beeper beside my bed about multiple times in a row until he came rushing inside the room.I immediately noticed his struggle to walk above the pool of bouquets, and though I feel disturbed for calling for him so rashly; this whole setup just made me more uncomfortable than him. “Leandro, who put these flowers inside this room?” gone is my moderate voice when I asked him. As his usual gesture, Leandro places a hand above his chest as he addresses my query. “Our master sent these for you. Last night must have been an inharmonious meeting between the two of you, therefore, he is sending these to eat a humble pie.” He even dares to spe
My first encounter with him was blinded by a minimal light, how can I even see his whole features back then?If it wasn't because of his arrogant and impolite attitude, this man would be a jaw-dropping sex god standing before me. But no, I have to keep in mind that this man has tried to harass me last night. I have learned through my friends' own experiences that a man with a beautiful face is a dangerous thing. And this man standing before me is nothing more but like them."How dare you decline dining with me?" his tone might be subsided but there still a tinge of authority with the way he delivers it. "Why would I dine with someone like you? I don't even know you! and I don't trust you at all, given how you treated me last night?!" I had to force the words out of my mouth despite my anger. He took a step closer which I halted with my index finger, "Don't come anywhere closer!""I have already apologized to you, didn't I? I sent you the flow—" but before he could even say it, he b
As soon as my emotions were already stable, I then saw him taking out something from the jewelry box. It was shining with little but bright blue sapphire stones like his oceanic blue eyes, with a spherical pendant that has a lustrous black pearl at the center that has a captivating natural beauty capturing the attention of all who encounters it. There is no denying that after seeing it for myself the first time--since I have not seen that from the boxes before--the warm brilliance of that jewelry is almost mystical in its allure. "for tomorrow's lunch, I want to see you wearing this one." He said showing me the black pearl necklace.I frown at how demanding can he be. And I can't believe it either that I have to dine with him again tomorrow. Just when will this exploitation stop? "And if I don't wear it?" my question may have sounded dull but it's still full of sarcasm which I realized quite late again. He stares at me for a few seconds before keeping the jewelry back inside the bo
"Do you feel like eating now?" He suddenly brought up. I wasn't really hungry, to begin with, and so I promptly answer him with another dry, "Yes," at the end. The other side of his lips arches a bit. I don't even consider it as a grin but more like an agreeing gesture of his lips perhaps. Could he possibly accept my reason without any question just now? If so then it's really strange because he isn't like that all.With a single snap of his finger, Leandro--who was just standing before the kitchen entrance--instantly went to his side. "Leandro, prepare the shooting range in less than ten minutes. Orient her too." He said leaving us all at the table.I was completely blank and unaware of what's going on. Did I say something that could've perhaps made him lost his appetite? But I don't remember even saying too much? Now, was that the cause why am I being left out here alone all of a sudden? His bipolar behavior is unpredictable. I can't keep up with how he can be unreadable most of th
I heard another gunshot and it took me back to reality once more. When I titled my eyes to find the root source of the sound, I found my eyes clinging toward the direction of this household’s master, beyond his protective glass lies his clear oceanic-blue eyes that were trying their best not to withdraw from my direction as well. All of a sudden, the thudding in my chest came in that made me feel as though I am too nervous when in fact I’m not. For some reason, I’d like to believe that it’s the master who’s causing me to have this kind of body reaction whenever I exchange a glare with him. But to my wonder, how does he do that had my hunches were true? He can’t possibly be some kind of a witch or elemental being that could manipulate me and my body according to his will. I am overthinking again. It’s crazy, I guess not all men could be like that Stefano guy. At least for Stefano, he was able to conceal his beastly side, unlike this man they call master-- who has already taken the spot
My reflexes moved me to protest, "I am not a murderer if that's what you're insinuating!" But even this caused me much energy already. I feel as though my body is weakening. I had this back earlier today, but I didn't know that having these few movements will eventually make me feel this too exhausted."Oh really? You want me to believe that after pointing the gun at me," He scoffs before continuing, "—and firing at me?" this time, glowering at me. He's so terrifying. The way he looks at me now feels like I'm going to be eaten alive. Every time he's triggered, an intense version of his anger falls out that makes my blood run cold so quickly. Struggling to break free from his strong grip is not possible. I'm too weak to even move a muscle. I can't risk losing my consciousness in front of him and ending up being saved by this man again. I don't want to be buried by debt anymore, especially from this man who was the mastermind behind my sudden forlorn life."If you are so eager to kill
The very thought of it even disgusts me. And so without any more delay, I quickly dispersed the idea from Leandro's head before it gets worst. "Enough said, Leandro. Where is he?" I asked again."He's in his study. He locked himself inside ever since that day." Leandro was quick to answer but at the same time, he's also hesitant to look directly in my eyes after saying this. It's as if, there was something odd from when he said the master locking himself inside his study since that day when we last saw each other. This just made me realize that I haven't been awake for an entire day and yet the master didn't bother to wake me up or disturb my slumber to call upon me and meet him. Was he still furious about what happened at the firing range?I suppose he isn't the type to easily forget things after all."Leandro, is it possible to see him now?" I asked Leandro which stirred him again like a while ago. It was like every time I mention anything about his master, it makes him elated to en
It was just like that night. The only difference from that time, however, was that right now he isn't drunk. His fresh-from-the-shower scent smelled so riveting, that it keeps on holding me back on my focus to struggle from his grip. His face is still beside my left ear that keeps on sending me a ticklish vibe as his warm breath prods on my skin. "Get off me," I struggled to order him.He raises his head before my face to answer me, "Is that what you really want?" the drippings from his damped hair is hitting my dry cheeks when he continued saying, "your body is struggling yet something in you is defying that." the mischievous grin on his face is back again. Yet to my wonder, I don't even find it horrifying anymore. For weird reasons, it was like he has somewhat right."That's why I am here," I told him that made him a bit startled.He grins and chuckled before getting back on his feet. "Those eyes of yours look very hungry for answers it seems," he said. He then picks up the towel
Now that sounds really suspicious. But I know I can’t just argue with her about it. Taking that step might just make her harm me or take back the antidote from me. I have to pretend like everything is okay from my end.In this situation I am in, I have to make it appear before Magindara’s eyes that I totally agree with her suggestion. Somehow, there are points from her statement that really do convince me but a greater picture doesn’t deny me the intuition that she might be trying to take me in as tool for her ulterior motive.I don’t know what it really is but I have to be vigilant and ready about it. Ready in a sense that I at least could handle the situation even if I am not aware what kind of battle that I am about to face here.“I’ll see what I can do.” I just replied.I believe that would be the safest thing to say for now.“Do you have any other question so far?” Magindara asked me. I wonder why she suddenly came up with that question.Did she find or somewhat noticed it from m
“Nothing that involves you or Florante.” I told him that shut him up quickly.This time, I didn’t wait for Leandro to act on my request to withdraw the troops away from Magindara. And so, I yanked my head to their direction and yelled, “All of you! Lower your weapons and withdraw from her at once!”“You can’t do that, Miss Emalia.” Leandro tried to protest.“And why can’t I?” I retort back.“Because I am the one leading them, Miss Emalia.”“Very well.” I said with full pride facing the troops, I then added, “As your master’s bride, I also hold the highest command alongside your master. Deny me of this and you shall be severely punished by your master.”And it was like a fearing statement, all the troops begin to withdraw from Magindara and not even Leandro was able to stop that.Magindara still hasn’t remove her barrier but I saw on her face that she is convinced that I did this so that we’re somewhat even for keeping me alive. I nod at her as I make my exit from the cave.As the gua
It makes me feel regretful though but a tinge part of me has become quite the curious as to how the image from the translucent pearl just keep on showing Florante when I am so focused to see my mother?My inquisitive thoughts have been rattling me once again and this just makes me frustrated as I know I won’t set myself aside without trying to know the reason why. But apparently, it seems that Magindara doesn’t have the answers for me as well and this bugs me.“I feel bad for this but do you still wish to try it again?”Though deep down within me says I would prefer to, I think it would be better off if I won’t pursue trying again. It’s kind of scary trying again and then Florante will just be the end result of it.And so I told her, “No. We’ve done it twice already. If it’s not meant for me then it’s okay, but what I just don’t understand it that, why does it keep on showing Florante no matter how I try to concentrate to see my mother? Do you perhaps know a deeper thought about it?”
After handing over the small flask of my tears to her, Magindara went to her drawers and drop in some kind of a blue liquid into before she heads back in front of the translucent pearl once more.“Come closer. Now, as I drop your tears into the pearl, I want you to envisage the moment you wish to see.” She told me.It will be quite difficult for me to try and picture it out since it was the day I was born. I have zero recollection about it except for the stories that my dad often tells me.I wonder how on earth will I start creating such image in my head. But as Magindara head on to drop the liquid on the pearl, I quickly had to concentrate and think deeply about that moment when I was born. I could use my baby images to help me concentrate and it appears that it is working.The translucent pearl is beginning to glow and I couldn’t hide my excitement that I’ll finally get to see the image of my biological mother after twenty-seven long years.Even though Magindara has stop from singi
The beauty of the silver clam boasted as it spread itself open before us. It revealed a shiny pearl inside.“This is a translucent pearl. It can give you a mirror to reflect anything you wish to see from the present and past.”Could that pearl really be that powerful enough to see anything from the past?“Will I be able to see someone from the past even if I hadn’t got the chance to know them?”“Well, the pearl never misses anything the water could see.”“There is someone I’d like to see. Could it be possible thought…I wonder.”“Do you have anyone in mind you met while you are anywhere near bodies of water?” Magindara asked.I’m not sure if it’s okay to tell her a weak side of me. But I’ve been yearning to see an image of my mother. I wonder for real, if doing this will give me the chance to see her even for a short while.“I’m not sure. The last time I was with her was when I was born. My father says she died giving birth to me.”“I’m sorry about that but it seems like we have no oth
“You came back here for the purpose of knowing the truth. But your appearance in this era has made quite some changes in the present time without your knowing.” Magindara stated. She glides her way towards rock formation that resembles a cellar.Magindara gestured me to follow her and I followed. It’s such a surprise that I actually don’t find it scary following her. For some reason, I am just too confident or was it more like I find it normal.It never came into my mind that I am inside an enemy’s lair and a mythical creature that could easily harm me. was this boost of confidence because of the other half of the orient pearl residing inside of my chest?I held into my chest and tried to scrub it gently, I wanted to feel the pearl inside of me but when I find myself looking weird, I immediately stop.Magindara and I stop when we reach the ground where a lot of jars are kept. From different sizes and colors. The whole place appears like Magindara’s secret laboratory for me. I didn’t k
“Did you even try to talk to him again?” I asked. For some unexplainable reason, I really didn’t understand why on earth did I asked that. Was I really trying to torment myself further? I guess so.Magindara just looks at me with a serene face and answered, “A lot of chances came to me but I never push through.”My brow wasn’t able to control itself from rising up as I followed up to ask, “But why didn’t you?”There, Magindara just smiled shyly, “I came to the point of asking myself, if I ever ask for forgiveness and he forgive me. Then the two of reconcile, what would happen if Aman Sinaya will return and ask for the same question again. I’m scared that my loyalty for Aman Sinaya will only make Florante hate me too much that he would rather kill me to death than see me alive.” She said back.I wanted to strangle her. Deep in my thoughts I wish I could just slap her for once but who am I to do that even if I am Florante’s fiancé.Magindara is bound in her faithfulness towards Aman Sin
“Florante saved me once. When some fisherfolks tried to hunt me down, Florante came to my aid and wash them out using the tidal waves. I owe him my life, so I told myself that I would love him and care for him…”Hearing those lines from Magindara stiffen my nerves. This impulse is making me crazy. I am now being consumed by the jealous frenzy. And the feeling just got more intensified when Magindara added saying, “…and I was happy that Florante noticed me and my affection for him. Perhaps it was because he was longing for someone to value and take care of him that’s why he finally noticed me. For quite some time, I stayed in his dome and had the vision of being wed to him. I know it came to his mind that he would ask me to be his wife but something came up.”The sudden turn of events from statement made me more curious. I just have to find the right words to make it sound from my end as if I was just less interested yet at the back of my head, I am so eager to know.And so, I asked, “
There I realize that maybe that was the bargain they made for their only child. That in exchange for their child to live, they have to offer even their own lives. It’s a very noblest thing for his parents to sacrifice at such extent.I feel all the pain that the young Florante is currently experiencing right now as I see him nestled himself on the ground wailing in tears. I can read through the movement of his mouth how he tries to call for his parents but since they were stoned, apparently the poor boy won’t be able to receive the response he was yearning to hear from them.“In exchange for the boy to live longer, his parents made a deal with the sea God. They will offer their lives to be used as auxiliary life source so that Amanikable could transfer his mentala to the young boy. Florante’s state was so fragile that if it’s not done that way, Florante might not be able to handle to amount of mentala inside his body that he will soon perish to death quicker than they could even imagi