It is the certainty that they possess the truth that makes men cruel.
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Amara trudged slowly, following Eleanor closely behind.
They were carrying a lot of varied paper bags that were full of various leafy green vegetables. Eleanor had stopped the staff from helping them carry the things since she insisted that they learn how to carry their own things. They were consorts, yes, but they could still very much walk and carry their own weight. They were independent women, and they could do things on their own. Despite Amara huffing with every step they took, Eleanor ignored it and laughed at her.
They were on their way back to the palace and Amara’s mood had been gradually decreasing. It was because of the heat and the heavy bags that she had been carrying. She always hated having to sweat and having sweat
We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.✾Eleanor looked down on Amara.As soon as the words got out of her mouth, she had been punched by guilt. Amara’s face was pale, tears pricking the corner of her eyes. Her mouth was open, and she looked like she wanted to say something else, but no words were coming out. Eleanor frowned, already realizing the impact of what she had just said. If places were switched, she would also feel bad when someone tells her that the only life she’s ever known is not supposed to hers, to begin with.“Amara, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” Eleanor said already crouching down and extending her arm towards Amara. She didn’t even bother using her consort’s voice. She knew she w
And there is nothing more dangerous in this world, in any world, than someone calm, clear, and angry.✾Eleanor instantly paled.Amara flinched, but nevertheless, her glare was still on Eleanor. She was shaking, anger radiating off her in waves. Her golden eyes shining in fury and something else entirely. Lady Vita’s eyes narrowed from behind Amara. Eleanor could already hear her teeth grinding together. Clicking her tongue, she grabs onto Amara’s ear and starts pulling her out of the kitchen.And Amara didn’t even fight it.“Why were you shouting so loudly?”Eleanor piped in, “Lady Vita, it was a misunderstanding.”
If one tells the truth, they don't have to remember anything.✾Amara could not see anything.She had not spoken ever since Lady Vita had pushed her inside the punishment room. She had seen glimpses of what’s inside when Tarryn had been punished and Lady Vita would leave the door slightly ajar. At first, she didn’t understand why Lady Vita would do this. Why she would leave it slightly open, open enough that Tarryn might end up escaping.Then Amara realized why that was. The reason Lady Vita did that was to showcase her dominance. Showcased how if the other consorts didn’t stay on their lane, they would end up punished like Tarryn. Tarryn always left the punishment room thinner, with dark circles under her soulless eyes. It wasn’t as terrifying as when you’re the one who would a
Assumptions are dangerous things to make, and like all dangerous things to make, if one makes even the tiniest mistake one can find themself in terrible trouble.✾Lady Vita opened the door to see Amara flushed against the wall.She was staring in a daze, her whole body unmoving. Her eyes were red-rimmed, traces of wounds that had long healed on her skin. Dried blood messily scattered across her skin. She had her back against the wall, her knees hugged tight towards her chest. The whole small room felt heavy and the smell of iron wafted through the air. Lady Vita couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her mouth, and yet even then, Amara did not look up at her.The little girl’s gaze was steady, unblinking. She was facing the door, and yet, it seemed like she was not seeing anything by it. None at al
Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over until you know every touch and corner, but still, you'll find an edge to cut you.✾Amara knew something was different that day.She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, however, she felt like something was amiss. It had started when Lady Vita told her that she had to prepare for the future Alpha’s birthday. That he, who was supposedly her friend, would not like it if she didn’t come prepped and pretty. It was weird, since try as she might, she couldn’t remember an instance where she had met the future Alpha. If they were truly as close as Lady Vita proclaimed they were, why would she forget about it?She doubts the future Alpha was someone you could forget. Deep in thought as she was dressing herself up, she almost flinched when she noticed Eleanor peeking her head through the doorway of their dorm. She felt disappointed with herself. She shouldn’t have been
Don't handicap your children by making their lives easy.✾Silas has his face set in a grimace.This was the very first time that he was called to the palace kitchen. The staff had requested he check the meals they had prepared. He already brought his very own poison taster, who was currently sat next to him. The food checks were supposed to be run by his father, Alpha Irvine. However, he was unavailable. Silas had been told that his father had something to do at the Boreas. Something about checking in on a certain general’s son.Which was ridiculous for Silas. Why would he leave his own son for some other general’s?“Just who is my father visiting?” Silas asked the staff, his eyebrows already furrowing. Not the mention the snarl t
The mark of a great man is one who knows when to set aside the important things in order to accomplish the vital ones.✾Silas seemed to have forgotten how to breath.Or at least, that’s what he was currently feeling. Eleanor’s statement made his heart hammer against his chest at an erratic rate. He found himself clutching his chest, just above where his heart was. He knew that Amara wasn’t his mate. He knew that it was nothing but his own blood calling him. And yet…he couldn’t help the sting that seems to have made its way to his heart.“Why…” He drawled, sucking in a breath. “Why would she…?”Eleanor didn’t speak, he already knew how confusing this might have felt for his friend.
The universe compels one to towards the best path to take.✾There was only a week left before the coronation of Silas.He would be picking six consorts, from whom which he would be picking a Luna. He had already prepared the speech that he would be giving, as well as he had already run through the files and reports on the consorts that were currently living in the academe and were of age. None of it matters. He already knew who he would choose.Everything was prepared, now all he had to do was tell Eleanor.Eleanor, on the other hand, was preparing for the coronation. Ever since the day that they had fought, she and Amara had never seen eye to eye. She would always check up on her and watch her from afar, but that was the best that she could do. Amara ha