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Chapter 1.5: A Nameless Demon
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Artemisia finished combing her hair as she looked out her bedroom window. I thought a little bit about what had happened hours before, all that confusion at the afternoon tea at the Montenegro house, the hallucinations and those beings of the shadows. Just remembering all the pain she felt, the glass seemed to relive that nightmare. Grabbing a red ribbon, the girl began braiding her blonde locks looking at the dark, slightly transparent blue sweater she had left in the front chair. The cold breeze came through the window, dancing on the bare, moist skin of Artemisia. She was supposed to get dressed soon, but the idea of moving was terribly boring, so she just started braiding the other side of her hair as she looked out the window. The young woman remembered what had happened before they left Leonore's house. The letters the redhead had delivered to Artemisia were still stored in her coat, a piece the driver had taken to her at the Nyx propiety."Let the devil accompany you from afa
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 10: Dream and pain
When Artemisia woke up, her body hurt like it was thrown down the stairs. The cold dominated her room, even though after taking a look around the room he did not notice any of the three open windows. She thought about going back to sleep, as the sunlight had barely begun to paint the clouds.Then, turning her face on the soft pillow, Artemisia tried to go back to sleep."No, no, no!” A thick voice almost screamed, scaring the young woman if she wasn't so tired. A cold hand held her face and patted the girl on the cheek. "You're not even crazy to go back to sleep! Open your eyes, Absinthe!”Artemisia felt like lightning had struck her body, causing her heart to almost leap from her chest. In one jump the young woman sat on the bed, feeling the energy running through each part gave body and mind. She turned her face seeing Geon sitting next to her, with a slightly rabid frown and a blue suit so rich that she looked like a baron."Do you know how hard it was to get in here?! You look awf
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 11: The goat maid
As she dipped in the huge bathtub near the room, Artemísia watched every stain and bruise. The bite marks ranged from the ankle to the wrist, it was almost entirely purple and greenish. When she moved too fast, even if minimally, the young woman's eyes darkened, it caused her to take even longer to take off her clothes and get into the bathtub. By the time she did, the water was already cold, but she didn't care.She passed the soap carefully, it seemed that at any strength could tear out a piece of her skin, besides the fact that the bruises and bites alot. The hair was embarrassed like the squirrel's nest in the fall, but after getting to comb, it looked softer and brighter than before. Besides shining like snow, it was whiter. That scared Artemisia a little.After being in the water long enough for the skin to become wrinkled, Artemísia wore the whole black ensemble as the night, the only thing that stood out were the turquoise gloves that reached close to the girl's shoulders. Whe
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 12: Belladonna Wine
Breakfast went surprisingly well. Once Artemisia slammed the book into Geon's forehead, there was no going back to the little chaos that had been brewing before. The demon looked at her as he toyed with one of the cookies the goat maid had brought, the demon's eyes were fully directed at her, not wanting to miss any measly movement from Artemisia.This was starting to get uncomfortable. The young woman knew she was beautiful, the fact that her hair was as light as a ray of sunlight was what caught her most attention, however, she had already gotten used to it as the years passed. And people didn't tend to look at her either as if she were the last meal they would have on earth, the thing that would satisfy the hunger of the person who imprisoned her with their eyes. The way Geon looked at her was a little scary.“Umn... So... What makes me so... appetizing to demons? Like, is everyone going to feel like eating me?” Artemisia asked as she flipped through a random book on Delfine's shelf
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 13: Her tears
Geon looked at Artemisia as she raved again. The girl writhed and cried tears so dark that the demon could see stars shining in them, the cries of pain were somewhat disturbing, nor Leonore creating a magical field so that it did not scare the children.Soon, the demon saw the younger Nyx coming down the stairs. The child had the fire hair so the mother, and as she had explained how clan distinctions occur. Even though he had been with the Nyx for less than a year, Geon realized that the genetics of that family, in relation to the heirous witches, were incredibly strange. Ury, as the demon called the little girl, was only a few months old, but appeared to be a two or three-year-old baby. She went down the stairs with the delicacy of a kitten while scratching her eyes and muttering "Maman", that was enough for any hunger to disappear from the demon. When the baby finished going down the steps, she approached her mother, who was trying to reverse Artemisia's state of hallucination. In
Curse Of Wine & Belladonna Chapter 14: Pearl
"Galia is one of the most cursed territories since the Fall of the Stars over two thousand years ago. Amazingly, it's also one of the safest places, especially Lutetia, at least a hundred years ago."Leonore began to speak Artemisia trying to remember the history classes she had. She remembered very well that she had decorated the map of Galia on account of the properties of the Carmesim, who had many other names. But I couldn't really remember any class the tutor talked about the origin of the Carmesim. The only records they had were fifty years after the family's fame began."However, things began to get strange after a few decades of the arrival of the Carmesims. Demons and devils were seen much more easily, the river that cuts through the city began to spread such a dense and extensive mist. Everything began to change, but the only place that remained intact was the Hill of Stars, which is now your property."Artemisia looked closely at the woman, things weren't making much sense
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Winter 05, 1861 I feel like I'm rotting in here. As soon as winter has arrived and Mom has already been buried, her jewels have been thrown by the coffin, buried more than three meters from the surface. But I can't let them be consumed by Mom's putrid body, they were gifts that Aunt Daisy left for me, they're mine by right and my mother had stolen them. I asked one of the gardeners to go to the mansion cemetery at the northern end of the property, but she's so afraid mom's going to fetch her tonight. Pathetic. I asked the other employees too, but they refused to help me too. I see no choice but to dig myself. Dad's not coming here anytime soon, right? He's having a great time with his mistress so he can worry about his only adult female daughter. According to him, before leaving, I'm "too big and fit enough to turn around." I wanted to spit on him. Anyway... I'm going to open Mom's grave myself and get my jewelry back.Winter 14, 1861 There's something about this
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