"What in the world is this none sense?" Squinting his eyes, Eren stated at the red headed princess, his mind refusing to comprehend the absolute absurdity that came out of her mind...
When Andrea dared to once again bother him in his solitary where he mourned his broken heart, he was about to kill her but the words that came out of her mouth managed to save her life in the last second, for she had announced that his fair lady has finally been seen, and it was by none other than the redheaded princess who asked to meet him...
Meeting the useless princess could wait, Eren first told himself as he searched the perimeter of the castle, looking for any traces of his fair lady, but he found nothing, not even her delicious scent which he craved like his next breath.
She had hid her traces, that was Eren's first guess, but after hearing what the redheaded princess had to say, he started to think that his fair lady never showed up in the first place...
"You can ha
"Don't!" Emerging from the shadows right before his fair lady's hand touched the filthier one of the man whom he considered as a father, Eren pulled her to his bare chest callously before wrapping his arms around her with no finness nor consideration to her trembling state, in fact, he was so angry at her he wanted to keep squeezing until he broke all her bones, every last one until she was no longer able to move or walk away from him in order to commit her heroic idiocies such as joining the Gods in their suicidal mission for the sake of the greater good.After his encounter with Historia's ghost, or whatever the thing he saw in the bottom of the river was, Eren wasted no time before flying to the center, cursing himself all the way for not thinking about it earlier, of course she would be in the center, it was the only place in their world where he didn't have eyes and ears in, the place where the dark energy was the weakest, it explained how he couldn't sense her presence
"Because, this is my destiny, I am a Goddess and I was destined for greatness, now I realize it, You, on the other hand, you are only dirtying this place with your presence!" once the words left her mouth, Sara regretted saying them, hurting the man she loved deliberately and watching the effect her words had on him was equally devastating to her, her heart was breaking simultaneously with his, echoing in the silent room, visible on the tense postures...They say actions speak louder than words but Sara knew that no punch was going to cause worse damage than the words she was spitting bluntly, no attack would have wounded him that deep enough to through him in a state of complete stillness, His eyes cast downward, his breathes coming out deep and calm, his shadows retreating to gather around his feet.Did she really do it? Break his heart enough for him to finally give up on her? Sara thought as she watched him thoroughly, her eyes desperate to make contact with his, unabl
"You are up way too early, little sister..." Ripping her eyes from the tranquil scene of the forest being illuminated by the first rays of the sun, the scene was breathtaking but just like every day, she could help but find nothing rather than disappointment in it...Dawn was supposed to bring light, warmth, hope...but it wasn't bringing her any, nor was it bringing her sister back to her."Please tell me you haven't been awake all night!" Narrowing his eyes worriedly, Henry strode inside the room to reach the patio where his sister was standing, a sad look on her face nullifying the smile she tried to wear for his sake."I was just...a little anxious about today." Frowning at his sister's tired voice, Henry couldn't help but worry about his sister and her wellbeing during the upcoming journey she had insisted on taking..."You don't have to go, Nara, it doesn't have to be you, we can always send someone else..." Feeling the warmth and gentleness in her brother's
"Push, My lady."The frightened brunette demanded urgently, her hands were shaking, her eyes burning with all the unshed tears of despair. she was known as one of the best midwives in the royal palace but this delivery was the hardest she ever assisted, the lady in labor didn't have the healthiest nor happiest pregnancy to begin with, and because of the unfortunate circumstances, the lady accompanied by the young midwife had to bare the trouble of moving from one residence to the other until they finally settled in that small shack near the dark forest.The girl cursed under her breath, her brown bangs sticking to her sweaty forehead, she wished there was someone near to help save the lady she cherished. Unfortunately, there was no one else but h
Disturbed by the constant tapping on her window, Sara opened her sleepy eyes and stared at the darkness around her. she did try to ignore the annoying sound and go back to sleep but it was futile as it only grew louder, dragging her forcefully and completely out of her sweet dreams' land.Sitting up with an annoyed sigh, Sara wrapped the covers around her body before walking to her window, the room was dark but she was perfectly able to find the right footing without stumbling or bumping into any furniture. she knew the place like her own palm, every flagstone and every brick. It was her own beautiful, personal, comfortable cell where she had spent the last twelve years.Standing by the window, Sara stared at the colored glass and the beautiful l
Hearing the unlocking of the door, Sara -properly dressed this time- stood up from her chair and headed toward the door to take her breakfast. opening the door, she was met with Patrick's friendly face, the mid aged priest in the long hooded grey robe wasn't one of the twelve high priests that formed the holy council, but still had quite the reputability due to his amiable character and friendly behavior, even towards her. he didn't act as repulsive and disturbed by her presence like the other priests, but rather polite and patient all while keeping his distance.''Good morning, Young Lady. Here is your breakfast.'', Sara stared at the stuffed plate with barely any interest. Even though it contained all her favorites, the scrambled eggs, the fruit salad with heavy cream, the red tea and the buttered bun. she just didn't have any
Sara breathed calmly, careful not to made any sounds that might alarm anyone. the corridors were actually deserted, but their silent emptiness only amplified the sound of her breaths and steps. she, who chose to go barefoot for the mission in order to minimize the noise she might make, wondered if it wasn't just her fear of being caught that was playing tricks on her mind for she knew she was not supposed nor allowed to be in that section of the tower. blood was rushing in her veins with both eeriness and excitement. she never did anything like this before, and a big part, the sane rational part of her mind told her to stop this nonsense and go back to her room before it was too late, while a smaller part, a rebellious one she didn't even know about until now, was telling her that if she wanted answers, then she better look out for them herself.
Sara felt her blood freeze inside her veins. she couldn't decide whether her heart was beating way too fast or beating at all. she stared at the man carefully as her knees shivered under her robe, wanting to believe that this was just a bad joke, a prank the priests were pulling to punish her for trespassing. but an inside voice told her it was all real, the man whom she thought was her friend was looking at her in a way that screamed danger, he reeked of evil and malignity, and she knew he meant his words, but there was also something else.''You look surprised.'', Patrick asked innocently while approaching her, his steps, unlike how they appeared, were not random nor careless, but perfectly studied, the girl in front of him looked as frail as a feather and knew nothing about the place she was in nor had any basic skills o