“I beg you to reconsider, Your Grace,” Hannah said as she followed Susan into the living room. “Beneath the blood sea is a different world. But for your sake, I hope the sea doesn’t let you through.”
Susan paused her footsteps to look at Hannah. “I don’t know if I was born, Hannah, but I grew up beneath the blood sea, so I know what to expect.”The Chief priest walked into the living room. “She is correct, Susan. The blood sea may not let you through, so use the trap of Eleanor.”Susan gave a single nod.Dena came up from behind Susan who turned to look at her.“Be careful,” Dena said. “I may be getting to like you, but I’m very much frightened of your mother.”Susan played a small smile on her face. “You’re still my prisoner. Till your father finds a solution for me.”Dena returned her smile. “Well at least, it’s safer being withWith fire and blood in her eyes, and with a speed that made time halt and made her unseen, causing Chadwick and the Red Haux to wonder, Susan engaged these beings all at once. It wasn’t with a curse she did this. It was with absolute raw power, and right now, she was in the blood rage.No sparks of fire lingered in mid-air, nothing to mark Susan’s presence save for the tearing and slicing of skins. Heads had been sliced off, but it was all still within a second, so her victims were alive, but briefly, for once the hand of time moved, it would be against them, and they would see a bitter end.But Susan didn’t stop. She didn’t want to. She loved the feel of their skin against her swords and sharp claws and the smell of their blood as perceived from mid-air. She could see the horror in their eyes, then Eleanor spoke.“Stop!”Susan zapped to a stop before her enemies, and they all looked at her. She unfroze time, and the Re
An army of visible translucent spirits stood with a storm wind, and they were like the colours of ice in the distance. Before them was an army of bloodstones all in red gleaming armours made from red diamond, and in the lead was Vivian, Janice, Hannah, and Dena.Vivian saw Chadwick standing twelve feet tall behind this ghost army with a host of others a few feet taller than him. They looked like men, but from here, she could see they had no eyes, no soul, no spirits. Surely, these were the Red Haux, and they made a perfect match for beings made from stones, she thought. Now, to make the first order. She just hoped Susan made it in time for mother was watching.No, mother couldn’t make it to this party. The throne required that she stayed on it. She leaving was definitely the last resort. But there was Susan, so there was no need for that.Flashes of lightning lit the dark clouds above both armies, and they simply waited for which army would make the first
Susan materialized before Vivian. “What is it?”“It’s time,” Vivian said. “Chadwick is here. Hannah has been called back to the blood sea to join the bloodstone army. Dena would be joining her. Janice and I have also been called back.”“What’s with the big preparation?”“He comes not alone, but with an army. There are things you need to do to ensure our victory, else, the casualties would be so great.”Susan gave a single nod. “What about the lines of powers, and all those under our control?”“They are currently preparing,” Vivian said. “The war will be fought on the surface. It won’t be beneath the blood sea like before.”“This means he has us at a disadvantage.” Susan briefly looked away.“There’s nothing to fear. You’re all he should fear. Remember that. I must go.” A red diamond armo
“They may fire me with the way you keep making me miss office hours,” Jake said to Susan as he had lunch with her at the Pelazio Hotel restaurant.Susan smiled. “Relax. I bought your company.”Jake laughed. “You can’t be serious.”Susan arched a brow and made a side head gesture.“Wait. You actually are serious?” Jake added.Susan chuckled. “Yeah, I am serious. And I need you to be the new managing director. Your old boss is under strict orders to educate you on all that you need to know. So, what do you say? Do you accept the offer?”Jake’s expression had the look of surprise mixed with unbelief. “Wow. This only happens if someone is in love with you. Are you in love with me, Susan?”Susan laughed. “So shocked,” she said. “What if I am?”“You—you—you play hard to get like nothing can go through you. And
Susan turned to leave.Vivian stopped her by the shoulder and tossed her with her back against the wall.Susan released herself from the wall. “You really want to do this here?” she asked. “I am ready if you are.”“Oh, I’m always ready,” Vivian said, Janice moved to stand next to her.Susan laughed. “Two against one. That’s fair. You two always thought you could restrain me, but I just thought to behave around you because you weren’t really who I was scared of, and quite frankly, I’m fairly certain Mercy wouldn’t want to involve herself in a bit of family squabbling. So, what’s it going to be? A lecture, or a fight?”“How about both,” Vivian said.Susan folded her arm. “Then, this would be interesting. However, Dena and Hannah should leave with the lady, for if they stay, or decide to choose a side, I doubt I would be merciful. Except to the lady of cou
Susan finished reading a newspaper as she sat on her sofa by the window in her room upstairs, then she kept it aside, and moved to pick up a novel by her bedside table. She returned to the sofa, opened the page where she had stopped last night, and kept on reading.Reading novels, Susan discovered, was perfect for distraction. It took her mind off recent happenings, of her world, and took her to a world of her own. In her world of fantasy, she didn’t care what happened in her and without, especially the disturbance slowly stirring in High Town City (which the news, and the newspapers carried), and the great, uncontrollable urge to kill. She cared for nothing in this state actually, save for the story she read, and this way, she could control her power.The voices in her head would always speak, and sometimes, they read to her. She loved it when they read—these voices could be soothing. But there was nothing more annoying than when she was the central subjec