Rayven was surprised to see William coming to the training. He had thought he would take the day off after the tragic event with his father. He wondered how much he knew about his father's death. They had to compel a few soldiers to believe they had found him dead and deliver the corpse to their home. Skender wanted them to give them the chance to bury their father. Humans grieve when they lose someone. Rayven didn't know what it felt like to lose someone. Only something. He never had close people in his life that he cared enough about or that cared enough about him. He has only ever loved himself. Only cared about himself. He was the definition of selfish. He couldn't remember ever complimenting someone, consoling someone or just simply helping someone. That was the kind of person he was. Now he just looked at William, not knowing what to say. But why did he feel like saying something? William was training as usual. Rayven couldn't detect any emotion he knew as grief or sadness.
Skender was on his way to his room when he came across Rayven. The demon pushed past him causing their shoulders to collide without looking at him."Rayven." Skender stopped him. Rayven turned around looking annoyed. He gave him a 'what now?' look. "Do you have a problem?" Skender asked. "Use your tongue." "I am more of an action person." Rayven retorted. The demon definitely had a problem with him. He couldn't blame him. Things always turned left when he was finally going right. That was with everything in his life. "You know I didn't want you to get punished instead of me." Skender said. "What you want, need or think are of no importance to me. Only what you do." Skender nodded. "I am trying. We are all being punished and if you didn't know I am being punished for being negligent when I am suddenly given all these responsibilities."Rayven placed his hands in his pocket and tilted his head. "Should I feel bad for you?" Skender smiled. The demon never changed. Always rude and
Yet again Lord Rayven had brought William home. Angelica had thought he would say a few words of condolences but she clearly she had been expecting too much. Before she could even see him, he rode away, and she only saw the back of him on his horse, as he disappeared into the horizon. A few kind words wouldn't hurt, Lord Rayven she thought to herself. Could he be angry with her because of her father? He had known about her father's plan for sometime now. Maybe that was why he hated her all along. "Why did Lord Rayven bring you home?" She asked her brother when they got into bed. "I think he feels bad for me." He replied. He does? This was the second time she thought Lord Rayven favored her brother, and she didn't mind. In fact, she loved that the rude man was not rude to her brother. "What was Sir Shaw doing here?" Angelica decided to tell her brother straight what she was planning on doing. "I think Sir Shaw will take good care of us." She said. William frowned and his lips
Rayven was once again surprised to see William coming to the training after the rumors that circulated about his father. This boy and his sister never failed to amaze him.As soon as he arrived the other boys began to whisper and then one called him a traitor's son. William ignored them and went to pick up his wooden sword to start his training but no one wanted to fight him. "You." Rayven pointed at the boy who called him a traitor. "Fight him." He ordered. "Yes, my Lord!" He said but cursed inwardly. William took a steady grip around his sword ready to fight the boy and Rayven leaned back against the tree to watch the beating. It was more satisfying than he expected. William seemed much stronger than usual and Rayven knew all too well that the strength came from the anger inside. He knew that look in Williams' eyes. One could say he taught the boy a lesson and he would never be called a traitor's son by the boys again. But someone's parents would come here tomorrow and this time
In black I dressed With sorrow deep in my chestIt held onto my soul Slowly building a nestLike a bird it sings Every morning when I wakeBringing back the pain that stingsAnd makes my heart breakAngelica put the pen down after writing the poem. She placed her hand on her chest. Her heart was still bleeding but writing down a few words helped a little. Now she understood why Lord Rayven wrote so many poems. She blew the candle and went back to bed. Hopefully now with her heart a little less heavy she could sleep. She would force herself to enjoy this moment before she woke up to another nightmare. She knew things would only get worse from here on. When the morning came sooner than she hoped she went down to have breakfast. William was seated at the table and was only eating fruits. "You don't want breakfast?" she asked as she sat down. "I guess there won't be any breakfast for us for a while." He said. She frowned.Eva came to the table and served her tea. "My Lady. No one
As promised, Natasha kept sending her butler or her maid to deliver food to her home. Angelica was grateful as things got even more difficult in the past week. Letters written by her father were found that proved his treason. He was trying to reach the king of their neighboring kingdom, exposing their own kingdoms strategies and weaknesses. Her father wanted the king of Crezia to take over their kingdom, Kraghorn. Now people despised him not understanding how he could betray not only his King, but his own people and Kingdom as well. Angelica wasn't surprised anymore. Her father probably made a deal with the king of Crezia to get something in return for giving him the secrets to their kingdom. He had a plan for everything except he failed at the end. Thomas and Eva got attacked several times when they went outside, all because they worked for her. Angelica cried when Eva came covered in dirt one day because a few stupid people had pushed her into mud and threw things at her. And the
"What are you doing?!" Rayven asked Skender. Why did he take the boy away from his sister? "I couldn't just do nothing," Skender said. "And you thought of going there personally to bring him? Don't you know that the shades are out there? You could have put them in danger." Skender's eyes widened at his sudden anger and Rayven realized he was worked up again because of the boy and his sister. He took a deep breath. He wouldn't have been so agitated had he not known William's secret. The shades were looking for him. Any wrong move and the boy would be in danger. But why was he caring again? He swore not to. "What is your problem, Rayven? When I don't act you get angry and now when I am doing something you get angry too." Rayven could see Lazarus standing at the entrance with a knowing smirk on his face. "William will be safe in the military camp and I made it seem like a punishment and not that I was doing them any favor," Skender explained then picked up his glass to drink his
Natasha showed Angelica to a nicely decorated room where she could stay until she met her suitor, which she had arranged. Only now did she realize how terrified she was of meeting the man that could be her future husband if things went as planned. "Don't worry about your brother. Both our fathers have been to military camps. It has its benefits," Natasha told her. Angelica knew that already. She knew the other boys would give her brother a hard time but at least there he would have food and shelter and he would be alive. Her heart broke thinking she had to choose between those things for her brother. "I know. Thank you." Angelica smiled. "Alright. I will let you rest so you can impress Lord Scott tomorrow." She gave her a smile before closing the door to the room behind her. Once Natasha was out of sight, Angelica could finally breathe. She went to sit on the well-made bed and tried to calm down. Suddenly, her stomach was filled with dozens of butterflies that stabbed her like be