Each of them rode a horse instead of taking a carriage. Since it would broaden their night view and also easier for them to detect the presence of uninvited dark creature. They rode the horse slowly as winter wind blew freezingly. The group was consisted of two ladies and four men.
It was pass mid-night. They were taking a round to make sure all witches and non-witched save as regular witch didn’t know many defense spells. Sebastian stepped down from his horse followed by Julian and Captain H, while Hilda, Deandra and a healer remained on their horse since this was the last house in town.
Hilda gave the horizon in the West Kingdom a fancy stare, the moon looked larger above the vast thick ice made from the frozen sea. She had the thought that she would be amazed by the incredible scenery before her if this was naturally the season of winter.
While her eyes busy wandered, a little neigh came from the horse next to hers. Turning her head to where the noise came
Irina walked amongst the standing shelves at Lucas’s personal library in his bedroom. The bedroom was much bigger than the house where her father and she used to live, well she used to stay in Nieal’s mansion but this was a castle, she would probably get lost in the way if she had to find it by herself. Dawn passed and replaced by weak shine from the morning sun. Irina looked outside through the tall glass window, it was snow everywhere. The temperature outside was on the opposite of inside temperature, perhaps it was because her mother was in the castle, she guessed on why she felt the warm atmosphere unlike when she was at the cottage with Lucas and the others. She put her hand over her open mouth to cover the yawn that escaped. Staying up all night, she felt it was a long time from her last sleep. She wanted to catch a sleep while waiting for Lucas to get her, besides most of the creature in the castle were asleep in daylight. Grabbing an eye-catching book
When Irina came inside the bedroom of her mother, she found her standing by the tall window, looking distant at the desert of snow. She didn’t have her eyes wandering around the grand spacious room, observing the room, instead she went straight to her mother side. “I heard it’s been over two years of winter snow covering the land.” Irina started. She didn’t know why she stated that. Her mother turned to her. Her facial expression had calmer than the one when Lucas was around them. “Eighteen years had gone when I awake. Two years in search of you had turned my heart cold, but now I feel warmer.” She caressed Irina’s side profile. “Because of you. You’ll see the snow melting somewhere.” Irina was as tall as her mother. Touching the hand that caressed her face, she looked deep into her mother’s eyes. She saw no emotion in there. Her face was unreadable. “Do you still love Papa?” With hand still held by Irina, she said. “I’m sorry darling, I have
By the time they reached the cottage, it was already morning. Sore was all over their body and couldn’t wait to lie down. They were welcomed by the Cook with hot beverages, once they were inside the cottage’s grand foyer. “Welcome back.” Said the Cook while handing the beverage to each of them. The group proceeded to the living room as he added. “King Armand and his staffs are here.” “Where are they?” Asked Julian. “They are resting upstairs on the third floor, Your Highness. The king and the advisor are in a poor condition. A healer already treated them.” Julian, Sebastian, and Hilda nodded at the same time. Captain H and the healer listened quietly. “I think I’m going to follow Deandra’s lead.” Hilda dragged her step leisurely toward the couch. The men looked at Deandra’s direction. She was fast asleep on the couch and her head lean on the arm of the couch comfortably. Sebastian paced to the nearest armchair. “Me too.” He sai
“So… Can anyone care to explain about the earlier unnecessary fight?” Asked Lucas. They gathered the meeting at the common room so that nobody could eavesdrop the conversation. All of them, including Darren whose stamina had gradually back. “Darren assaults and hurts Deandra for no obvious reason.” Said Julian accusingly. Lucas turned his head. “Darren, can you tell them what you’ve told me before?” All eyes on Darren as he started. “The woman that you called Deandra was the reason of King Armand still unconscious upstairs also my current state, and the death of our guards. She was there, acting as a bait, when so many dark creatures had surrounded us.” A sound of whistle came from Sebastian. “I think someone owes Darren an apology.” He mocked. “Deep and sincere are a must.” Hilda agreed. “Come to think of it, I never imagine Darren would lay a hand on any woman or worse, hurt her.” Darren chuckled at Hilda funny expression. “T
The letter was in Nieal’s hand writing. But, Lucas and Irina knew her father was one of the sender. As the spell on the letter to make it evident. It was said that they were traveling back to the time where they could meet the grandson of the first generation. They were Nieal, Roman, and Elder Mory. Irina was alone in the that she shared with Lucas, while Lucas went to see his father. Her stare was fixed at the letter in her hand. She was sitting on the bed with both legs folded over one another. On her lap was the book that Lucas told her where from which the letter fell down. She reread the letter again. Not with a frown like before. Trying to understand the meaning behind the words, was there might be something between the lines? Nothing between any line was her conclusion. Her arm went limp, causing the hand that held the letter fell against the book on her lap. She took the book and brought it to her head, as frustration crawled, she started to hit her h
“That would be one brave and also irrational move.” Julian voiced his opinion while others still processing Lucas explanation. “Yea, there hundreds of them against seven of us, including Darren and Captain H.” Sebastian shared the same thought as Julian. Lucas opened his mouth to respond, but Hilda was faster. “Wait a minute,” She said raising her palm, she faced Irina. “Irina, are you sure you can kill her? She is your mother.” All eyes turned to Irina. Irina was not expecting the question nor ready for it. “Well, I’m not sure yet. I mean, if there was no other choice, perhaps I will.” “That’s why…” Lucas paused, his voice made the wave of knit on their brows calmer and drew their attention back to him again as he continued. “Listen to me first, before throwing some random question at my wife like that.” He ended with a glare directed blatantly at Hilda. “Sorry.” Said Hilda insincerely which made Irina giggled only for Hilda to hear a
The sky outside almost dusked. Lucas and Irina hadn’t show themselves at the cottage. Making the atmosphere in the common room tense and anxious. Common room was full, chairs were set pushed against the wall. The large table in the middle of the room was circled by the older scholars, younger scholars were sat on chair by the wall. “Why they aren’t here yet?” Julian heard Hilda whispered softly through his ear. “It’s getting dark soon.” They were standing by the open door of the common room along with Sebastian, Darren and Captain H, waiting for Lucas and Irina. “You’re right.” Julian agreed in low voice. He turned to his best friend. “Sebastian, let’s find them.” Sebastian raised one of his brows, then without any word he followed Julian out. At the front yard, they met with the rest members of Julian’s castle. They saw Julian and Sebastian walked toward them. Julian dismissed their bow instantly as he wanted to asked them questions.
Squeaking slowly, an older scholar two seat from Master Tobias pushed his chair back as he stood. Master Z, Lucas said inwardly. Then he turned to Julian who gave him a shrugged as he too didn’t understand. “Antony, don’t give me further reason to regret my decision of letting you pass the final assignment.” Master Z scolded the young scholar. He turned gracefully to face all the royal members in the room. “His highness is not done talking. Please continue, Your Highness. We all are listening.” Lucas nodded. “Thank you, Master Z.” He directed his stare to Antony and all of the younger scholars at the back sit. Antony got up then bowed. “My apology, Your Highness. I was wrong, jump into unreasonable conclusion.” Second later all the younger scholars raised then bowed, murmuring their apology. Taken aback by the sudden bows. What is this? New tradition to become a scholar? Thought Lucas. He swiftly shook the thoughts away. Absurd. Pullin