After Torry left, the place became colder. Ashriel's breath became unstable as Nathan looked at her seriously. For a moment, she did not speak. She refused to talk.
"Ashriel," Nathan said. He only calls her that whenever he is dead serious. "What is it?" Ashriel gulped and bit her lower lip. Nathan felt his chest beat faster in nervousness. "Don't make me this nervous, Ash." He faked a laugh, but Ashriel remained silent.
Ashriel put the unity dagger back to its case, and Nathan's eyes caught the old notebooks. "What are those?"
"Granny's diaries." She whispered with a small smile. But Nathan's smile faded.
"Mission," He said, hoping his hunch was wrong. In his terror, Ashriel nodded slowly. "What kind of mission?" He stepped forwards, but Ashriel remained silent. "When?" He aske
“Y-Your Highness! Please, have mercy on me!” The man covered in dirt and blood pleaded while kneeling in front of Meredith. Meredith’s eyes transferred from him to the woman and two children who were crying at the edge of the room. It was the man’s family. “P-Please, Your Highness!” The woman pleaded with her broken voice and Meredith felt sympathy for them. “You’re a noble yet you dared to betray the Empire.” Meredith looked at the man. “Since you have two little children, I’ll show you mercy.” She said. Meredith’s husband, Valor, looked at her with wide eyes and aimed to speak, but Meredith motioned her hand. “But the law is the law. Take off his ring.” Meredith’s cold voice and words pierced the man, and he went berserk. Taking off his rings means stripping his noble title and exiling them from the city. No more wealth, supplies, and power.
Ashriel took a deep breath before reaching for the box and opening it, revealing Meredith’s old notebooks and letters. The smell of the old papers made her nostalgic. She took the piled vintage envelopes at the very top. The letter was addressed to her. “Your handwriting really is beautiful, Granny.” She whispered and opened the letter. Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes as she read the first few words. Ashriel, my dear granddaughter, as you read this letter, I want you to know how much I’m proud of you. I may not be beside you as you do your duties, make the right decisions, fight, cry, laugh, and celebrate victories, but you said before that I am always in your heart, and so, I hold unto that. As the Former Ruler, I want to apologize for putting you in a tight spot and loa
Two months had passed since Ashriel announced her mission to everyone. Since then, almost everyone has lost their appetite for doing their jobs. Ashriel went to the Cadre’s secret place and faced the breathtaking view of the ocean. The water glittered because of the algae, and the buzz of the insects was like a piece of soft music. It felt magical. “I’ll miss this place,” Ashriel whispered and walked towards the biggest tree below the small hill. “But I’ll miss you more, of course.” She smiled. “I’m leaving tomorrow, so come out now.” She stopped, and her smile widened when a big figure came out from behind the tree. “Carsillion.” Ashriel walked closer and held Nathan’s hand, but he quickly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down on the ground. Ashriel remained calm, but then her eyes widened when Nathan
“Boss, you okay?” Olive asked and handed Ashriel a coffee. They had been flying for eight hours now, and the clouds were getting thicker. “Want to change position?” “Yes,” Ashriel answered and shifted position with Olive. Olive heard the small sound of Ashriel’s bones as she stretched her body. “I didn’t have the chance to stretch today. My body felt stiff.” She said with a hoarse voice as her hands reached for both of her feet. Olive chuckled. “Boss, can I ask?” “Hmm?” “How did you managed to let the First General allow you? I mean, he knows that we are going to the boundary of Kauis and the Seiron Kingdom, right? He knows how dangerous this mission is.” Olive asked carefully. Ashriel sat besi
“Which among the two of you is my Atarah?” His lips gave a slight twitch, and his fingers held his chin. Seeing the brawny man in General’s uniform, Olive fell on her knees. The man motioned his hand, and his secretary closed the double door. Ashriel was still unable to speak as what she was looking at slowly sank into her mind. When the man walked towards her, she stepped back. “No, this is impossible.” She whispered and took another step back. Olive remained kneeling with her head flat on the floor. “Ah! You’re Atarah!” The man exclaimed. Ashriel gulped and shook her head. “I don’t believe this. Prove your identity.” She said with a warning tone, and the man stopped walking closely. He then burst into laughter. &ldq
“Grandpappy, good morning.” Ashriel greeted as soon as she saw Valor’s back after walking for more than fifteen minutes from the Palace. “Good morning, dear one. Why are you up so early?” Valor asked and stood up from his seat to greet Ashriel. “Come, have tea with me.” Ashriel kissed his cheeks and sat in the chair opposite to him. A small table with a tea set stands between them. “You’re right on time. I did not yet brew the tea. Can I ask you to brew a delicious one for me? I think I missed it.” Valor asked with a small laugh. “Of course, Grandpappy. I bet you missed Granny’s tea, not mine.” “Ha-ha! Meredith was the one who taught you how to brew it, so your tea is the same as hers as well.” Valor rubbed his beard, which made Ashriel mope
The night was quiet, but not the people gathered around the old-looking shack inside the dark forest. The place looked desolate, but in reality, it was a meeting place. Donovan threw his wine glass on the wooden wall, making the people around him shudder in fear. “That bitch! Arrgh!” He stood up, pulled his wooden chair, and thwacked it on the floor, breaking it to pieces. Everyone trembled in fear and fell on their knees aside from the two firm-bodied men who wore expressionless faces standing beside Donovan. “How about the system? Did you get anything? Even a damn little piece of information about their plan or anything?!” He fumes, and the hacker assigned to hack Aparctias’ system fell his face flat on the floor. “S-Sir, I’m really sorry. We used all of our prominent hackers but-“
Xieaniel leaned back on his chair, gazing into the fire. His laboratory was silent. He strained his ears, trying to hear through the walls, listening for sound from outside. There was nothing save a gentle scraping of the rose tree at the window which faced the forest. Where was Olive? He sighed deeply. “You’re not even that talkative but it felt so silent now.” He whispered in the air and removed his glasses. He pressed his eyes down, reminiscing his memories with Olive. It’s been almost a month since Olive and Ashriel left. Xieaniel then remembered the first time Olive dashed inside his office eight years ago. Xieaniel was busy tightening the system of Austere and he flinched when the door burst open, revealing a woman with short brown hair and tired-looking brown eyes. She did not even bat an eye at Xieaniel and quickly slammed herself on the small bed, good