When she heard her father say this, she didn't know how to react to the news. She tried explaining to him that she was in love with someone else and would want to get married to him instead but her father refused to change his mind. It seemed like he had already thought through his decision before he told her the news. Emily had no other choice but to accept it due to the love and respect that she had for him but right now, she wished that she had done otherwise. She sighed and took off all of her clothes before walking into her bathroom. Her bath had already been prepared just as she had ordered.She sat on the edge of the bathtub and dipped her feet into the hot steaming water. Taking a deep breadth, she put the other leg in before submerging herself into the water. She was in for what seemed like forever and the little time that she was in there, she felt like the whole world didn't exist anymore. She had found piece.Unfortunately, the piece was not to last long as she still had
"You really believe this to be a witches work?" Edward asked before chuckling. "You do know that those creatures are nothing but myths, right?""I have had experiences with some of them, Your Grace," Mr. Brown replied, his face not showing any hint of emotion. "They are very real, Your Grace. And I am sure that this must be one of their works." Edward looked at Mr. Brown keenly for some seconds before sighing. He was sure that Mr. Brown was not lying as he was not one who joked around with those sorts of things. But he could not just wrap his head around the fact that a dead man had just been resurrected in front of him. He turned and stared at Harold's body, still laying on the back of the horse. The head was twisted and he had his head sticking out of his mouth like a goat that had been slaughtered. The sigh was really unsettling and troubling."You really believe that a witch did this," Edward asked, pointing at the dead body. Mr. Brown looked at the body before returning his att
"He is not here?" Emily asked as she searched around the whole place with her eyes. He truly wasn't here. "But I heard voices before I entered and I can swear that I heard His Grace's voice too.""But His Grace is not here, Your Grace," Mr. Brown said, looking around as if searching for His Grace too. Emily could not know if Mr. Brown was lying due to the emotionless expression that he had on his face.With a sigh, she turned to the stable door and said, "if he does come back from wherever he went to, please do not hesitate to let me know.""I will not, Your Grace," Mr. Brown answered as he bowed slightly. With pain in her heart, Emily turned and walked out of the stable, closing the door shut behind her. *******Edward laid beside the horse the whole time Emily and Mr. Brown were conversing. The whole place reeked of horse dung and Edward cussed at himself for leaving his hat behind.He was still laying there when he noticed something. There were blood trails around him and it was
Edward stayed at James house till the sun went down. He was not ready to go back home for two reasons. One was the dead body of Harold that was at his place and the other was his new wife, Her Grace Emily.He and James discussed about the undead buy Edward made sure that their discussion never entered into any topic that was related to Emily. He was trying his best not to think about her."How is your new wife?" James asked as he swallowed the contents of his gin bottle. He belched out loud and chuckled before saying, "excuse me.""You're drunk," Edward said as he dropped his shot glass on the table beside him. "You need to get upstairs and lay down to rest.""I am... I am not going anywhere," James said, his speech slurred. "I will... I will not leave... until you tell... me about your new wife.""There is nothing to talk about," Edward replied as he grabbed the gin bottle beside him and poured a shot into his shot glass. He dropped the bottle back on the table and said, "I do not wa
Edward woke up with a start after having a bad dream. After he woke, he found it hard for him to go to sleep again. Sleep had left his eyes.He groaned as he sat up on his bed and lit the candle by his bedside. He looked at his study table and saw the bucket of cigars that were sitting at the top. He wanted so much to smoke.He then remembered that he had taken one cigar with him when he wanted to go out. He came down from his bed and slowly walked to where he had hung his coat.As he walked, he heard a small crack underneath his feet. He raised his feet up and saw the wrapper and scattered tobacco on his rug. The servants had not cleaned the room.He sighed and picked his coat on the chair where he had hung it before digging his hands into the pockets and bringing out the cigar that he had taken. It was all smooshed and the remains of the tobacco had been scattered in his pockets. Maybe this was a sign for him not to smoke.He grumbled and dropped his coat back on the chair before wa
Edward picked the little knife and stared at the carvings that were engraved on it. It really was his houses insignia."Where did you find this?" Edward asked, a frown on his face as he studied the knife in his hands. "It was found in the box stall where Richards body was laid before being thrown into the river, Your Grace," Mr. Brown replied and Edwards frown deepened, causing the scar on his face to give him a funny rather than scary look."Richards body was thrown into the river?" he asked and Mr Brown nodded. "How did you find it?""I searched for a quick way that the killer must have disposed of the body and I knew that the only place that the killer must have found safe enough, was one that was near the stable so that he would not stress themselves carrying the body for long and one that would take a long time to find the body," Mr Brown explained and Edward could not help but be shocked."The brimstone river," he mumbled and Mr Brown nodded. "But if this knife was used to kill
Emily fell asleep curled up on the floor beside her bed. She had cried all night and had decided to finally fall asleep after her body seemed to produce no more tears from her eyes.Suddenly, she heard a loud noise that shook her from her sleep. She woke up with a start and quickly stood up from the curled position she was sitting in."What was that?" she shouted as she began looking around the room for what had caused the explosion. Her eyes landed ok her window where a large amount of smoke was seeping into the room.With loud heaving and coughing, she rushed towards the window and closed it shut before pulling the drapes. The whole thing was an irony to her. She wanted the drapes opened but she now she had to close them herself.She looked around for what she could use to blow away the smoke that was now clouding the room. Her eyes stung as sooth entered her eyes and she sneezed and coughed uncontrollably as the smoke filled her lungs."Where is that fire coming from?" she mumbled
Emily stared at the burning fire with sadness written all over her face. She still could not believe that her husband had abandoned her and stayed inside when he knew that she was hurt.Or did he know?"Does His Grace know about..." she paused and stared at her soot covered arms. "Does His Grace know about what happened to me?" she asked, raising her head to Williams. "Did he know I fainted?""He did know," Williams responded with a small sigh. "He just is busy at the moment.""Busy enough to not check up on me, his wife, even when he knows that I passed out?" Emily shouted before hurting her head in her arms and sobbing quietly."You can't blame His Grace, Your Grace," Williams said as he rested his hands on her shaking shoulders. "His Grace has a lot of things in mind that is disturbing him at the moment. He.... he really is not too concentrated.""Excuses, Your Grace," Emily said, her head still buried in her arms. "All are just excuses upon excuses that do not change anything abou
Emily raised her head from the table, feeling pains around her neck area. With her eyes still closed, she touched it slightly and groaned silently.Opening both eyes, she looked around and realized she was still in the restaurant but it was late at night. "It is already late?" she asked herself and got a reply fr the old butler who just came back from the gents. "Yes, Her Grace." he replied, walking up to her slowly. "And where is His Grace?" the Duchess asked, showing how annoyed she is through the expression on her face. "I do not think he will be..." Mr Brown had not finished talking when Emily hit the table so loud that everyone in there, turned to take a glance at what was happening. "What do you mean?! I have waited for him and yet, he is not going to make it to this place?" Emily asked angrily.The old butler did not know how to calm her down and so he just stood without uttering a sound, arms at the back, heads down.Seeing the old butler not responding, she annoyingly carri
The royal guard quietly walked into the manor which he had seen the Duke's younger brother in. Looking around, he gave a voiceless sound at what he saw. He could not help but put his hand over his head and shake it for what seemed like forever. The structure of the manor made him wonder if it was Williams that owned it or another person. He, then, looked at the floor to see if he could sight a stick for clearing the bush that prevented him from passing.On catching sight of one, he picked it immediately and used it for the purpose. Swinging it, he made way for himself into the manor. "What type of building is this?" he said as he shook his head. He stood in front of the manor in an akimbo position. Sighing, he decided to enter into the manor. Surprisingly, the door was opened wide and this made the guard stop and look back. "Is there not anyone staying here? Why does it look so quiet?" He asked himself as he held the handle of the door. Summoning courage, he entered into the buildin
"I want you to help me monitor the Duke's younger brother, Williams." Mr Brown said as he put his hands in his pocket. The statement uttered by the old butler surprised the total guard and made him open his eyes wide. "The Duke's younger brother? Why?" he asked."I will explain everything to you later on. Just make sure you check every movement he makes and steps he carries." Mr Brown said. "Oh, Okay. I will do just that." the guard replied, bowing his head slightly. They, then, moved back to the living room to join the rest. Going inside, they met the old housekeeper, the Duchess and Duke walking down the stairs. "We will get going now." the royal guards said, smiling to the old butler. "Okay." Mr Brown answered. The royal guards headed to the entrance and left. Turning to Mr Dewhurst, the old butler walked to where they were seated. "Sister Emily!" Beauty exclaimed and ran to her sister who was also running towards her direction. "Beauty!" Emily shouted, hugging her younger sist
"Was that how he got to know about black magic?" Edward asked Mr Brown who was seated near him."Yes. And he hid it from your brother." Mr Brown answered. "Do you know why?" the old butler added, facing the Duke. "No, I....." Edward, then, looked at Mr Brown intensely. The old butler looked at him as if saying "you really do not know?" The Duke looked back at the floor and suddenly tapped his lap twice."I know! Because Williams will use it for his bad purpose." he said, looking at the old butler. "Exactly, His Grace." Mr Brown said, nodding his head. "So if he had the opportunity without my father's help, he would use it against everyone right?" Edward asked. "Yes and also use it against the person that denied him that opportunity." the old butler concluded. "That would mean death....right?" the Duke asked, slowly looking at the ceiling and immediately to the old butler. "Yes." Mr Brown replied. At this point, Mr Brown needed the Duke to get the point he wanted to prove to him. "H
The Duke and Mr Brown got to the manor in no time. This was because they whipped the horses to run faster. Now that they had a proper clue of what they wanted to deal with, they individually made up their minds to end the whole situation."Finally, we are here." Mr Brown muttered as he came down from the horse. He called the second stable boy."Yes sir." the boy answered. "I need you to call the royal guards for me. Tell them it is very urgent." the old butler said, as he rubbed the horse's back. "Okay sir." the boy replied, running as fast as his legs could carry him."Have you told him what to do?" the Duke asked, approaching the barn. "Yes, His Grace." Mr Brown responded. "Good." Edward said, looking into the woods."What do we need to do now?" the old butler asked. "We just need to find the killer since we are this close." Edward replied. "But first, there is something I need to show you. Follow me." the Duke added, going out of the barn and heading to the manor. "Okay His Grace."
"If I were in his shoes, I would have dealt with the Duke severely. But I would not let it be obvious that I am the one carrying out the acts. It would just be like an insect, eating up the vegetable from within." Hannah said firmly. Emily looked at her, opened her mouth and waved one of her fingers in the air as if to say something. Hannah thought she had offended the Duchess and immediately knelt to beg her. "I am so sorry Her Gra...." She was about finishing the statement when Emily interrupted her."No no, that was not what I meant. Please rise." Emily said as she assisted the housekeeper to stand by using both of her hands. She held her shoulders tight and said "Look Hannah, you have really helped me to see what I needed. I can not walk on this journey alone." the Duchess added."I need your help. I would explain everything to you." Emily said as she quickly dragged the housekeeper by her hand and ran as fast as she could. "Her Grace, I do not seem to understand what is going..
"Wow! The sky looks radiating, making it difficult to take my eyes off it." Emily said, swinging her hands sideways and making claps. It had been a while she felt genuinely happy and refreshing. With all that had been happening, she had been in her space, scared to come out. But was helped by her best friend's comfort and definitely, her husband, the Duke. Hannah, who always stayed behind her, followed her slowly. As the housekeeper walked having both of her hands in front of her, with her fingers interlocked, she observed the Duchess. "She looks peaceful and free. I think she is already getting comfortable in here." Hannah thought. "Hannah." Emily called. "Yes ma" the housekeeper answered, moving to her side. "How long have you been here?" the Duchess asked. "For thirteen years, Her Grace." Hannah said as she bowed slightly. "You have actually stayed here for long." Emily added, facing her. The housekeeper responded with a nod."Which means you know a lot about the Duke and his fa
Emily woke to the singing of the birds near her window. She turned slightly to the opening that made the sun rays shine brightly into the room. The light from the beautiful day's gift made her cover her face with her right hand. "Urgghh, it is too bright!" She exclaimed.As she was about sitting upright, a hand out of nowhere put down the drape."Why would the sun ever think of hurting you?" The voice said. She turned immediately and was about jumping up from the bed when she saw Edward.On seeing him, she sighed and relaxed back on the bed."Were you that scared?" Edward said, sitting near were she was lying and rubbing her forehead. She mumbled something he did not hear. "Good morning my Queen. I hope you are better now?" Edward continued. "Good morning His Grace." She replied, sitting up again. Looking at him, she asked "How did you know I was not okay and where is Victoria?""Victoria is carrying out her duties in the kitchen. She reported to me this morning about your welfare. S
The Duke followed Mr Brown to the barn. It was already late at night and so they took a wooden lamp along with them. Mr Brown got to the barn and signaled for them to sit. Edward obeyed and sat. Despite the fact that Mr Brown worked under him, he still showed respect to the old man. He had been working for his father before he kicked the bucket. He had also been taking care of he and his junior brother, William ever since they were little. With several sacrifices, the old butler had taken his time to train them well but William chose the wrong part to follow.Thinking of all the good and bad times they have had together, it made Edward love the old butler even when he gives certain attitudes."Mr Brown, what is the matter?" Edward asked as he sat slowly on the wooden box that was used by the stable boy. "Your Grace, I am sorry for disturbing you after meal. I just needed to relay some essential information to you." the old butler replied, looking at the Duke. While saying this, he al