~~~~Anastasia was getting bored alone at home, her brother was yet to return from the walk, she stood up from the bed and walked out of the room. “Why are they taking this long? Are they having so much fun that they have forgotten to return?” Anastasia asked herself, still regretting why she refused to tag along in the first place. She served herself water so she’ll not disturb the servants. When she was done serving herself water she sat on the couch patiently waiting for Draco to return home.****************“I have a feeling Anastasia is regretting not tagging along with us.” Draco said jokingly.“Why do you think so?” She asked him with a smile on her face. “Because she was quick to refuse the offer of taking a walk with me.” They both laughed after Draco talked. “She might be really tired, that's why she refused to walk with us.” Erica said to him with a smile on her face.***************Anastasia stood up from the couch angrily, she stood outside the room to check if they

Lucas was troubled. He was wondering why Anastasia had left in such manner. Did he offend her? Did he say some thing bad to her? Her attitude was so weird and suspicious, he was beginning to hate himself for saying whatever it is he had said to her.Since he was a kid, he has never met a kind friend like Ana and Draco, so he was scared he was going to lose the only friend he has. He wished he'd see her again, some other time.Though he didn't find any fault at what he said, he still felt like he needed to apologise to her. While he was wondering all these, he didn't notice when his mother showed up. She was staring at him from behind, and she was surprised he didn't hear her footsteps like he always did.Then she noticed how deep in thought he was. If only she could read minds, she wouldn't mind reading his mind and finding her answers herself."Lucas?" She called. He flinched, turning to look at her. "Yes, mother."She was glaring at him like she had caught him stealing from her pur

********"So tell me, what is it you wanted to say?" She asked, drawing his attention after he had tied what Draco requested he should tie."Well…""Thanks, dad." Draco thanked him, cutting him short in his word."You're welcome. Now, go to bed, okay?" He rubbed his hair gently."Good night, dad. Good night, mom." He said, leaving the room."Good night, sweetie." She yelled as he left the room. "So…" she was growing impatient already, waiting for him to spit the words out."I wanted us to talk about Elise." He finally said, sounding cold not to let Diana spark at the idea.She raised an eyebrow at him. "Seriously?" Was all she could say to him."I know she's done a lot of evil things in the past years, but we can't judge her or hate her forever.""I don't hate her, I heard she left all of a sudden without even informing you. How are you supposed to know if she is alive or not?" She asked."That shouldn't be a problem, I have a way to find her.""Are you worried she might be carrying y

Anastasia finally fell asleep after thinking about what Draco said for a long while.****THE NEXT MORNING****Anastasia was already awake waiting for Draco to wake up, after some minutes of waiting for him he finally woke up.“Finally you're awake,” Anastasia said to Draco with her hands folded around her chest.“What is it?” Draco asked Anastasia while rubbing his eyes so he could open them. “What were you telling me last night?” Anastasia asked Draco, Draco turned to look at her unable to answer her question.“What do you mean?” it was the moment Draco asked her the question he remembered he told her something about Lucas last night.“Is this about what I told you last night?” Draco asked Anastasia.“Yes, it is.” Draco frowned the moment he realized it's because of it.“What? Didn't you tell me, you can not believe me? So why do you care all of a sudden?” Draco asked Anastasia, trying to sound angry.“Okay, fine. I'm sorry, I was too sleepy, that's why?” Anastasia lied immediately.

It was reflective the way the moon rays shone through the blinds of the bedroom on his half naked body laying on the bed. The moon did well to paint his image on the wall as an artwork dipped into dark paint, and the breeze though whistling quietly did nothing to stop the sweat that was forming around his body.The candle flickered as the wind blew in again as he heaved peacefully in his sleep, Lucas turned and tossed but not fluttering his eyes . The unease he was feeling in his sleep was glaring to the peering eyes of the night that looked upon him and as he tossed and turned again heaving heavily, he slipped deeper to a conscious part of sleep, a Lucid dream.His eyes fluttered open almost at the same time with a single beat from his heart, he glanced around at the new unknown place he found himself. Lucas stood up glancing around again at the wilderness in his dream - a garden filled with dead roses with a dead fig tree right in the middle of the field.He walks around caref