"Our majesty wouldn't do that." Alistair said. But who is he to say? He briefly know the queen. He thinks he only speak to her when he asked for permission to come with the scholar. That's all."Then you dont know your mother well your highness. Queen Helena is a monster. Everyone is her pawn and she will control you in every possible way she wants. That's why she was the hailed queen in our country. Because she can outsmart everyone by just using her mind." Scholar Francis said. "Then what are the tasks that she tell you." Anastasia asked.The scholar chuckled. "The only thing I can say is... the persons I have killed deserves their death.""What?" Anastasia asked."I simply eliminated the persons who violated the rules and a threat to our empire and disposed them." He said..*flashback["I want you to kill Lord Jeremy Marseille and his wife." Queen Helena ordered."May I ask why?""Lord Jeremy is one of the guests, who is from Germany. He owns a trading company and to say that he w
"Y-you...you're sick." Anastasia commented in disgust– or in anger. She dont know anymore. She doesn't know what to feel right now."Maybe." Scholar Francis shrugged like everything is not big deal at all. "...but like what I've said, Im only doing my job. Its the queen who ordered everything. I only took the opportunity to somehow get back to the people who hurt me back then." He continued."But its not Mister Charles fault." She still insisted but halted when the scholar glared at her direction."I dont care. His family took everything from me. It was suppose to be my place not his. I suffered so much because my one and only father abandoned me and chooses to have a new family rather than find his own son– a son with the same blood and flesh as him!" He sharply stated every words that comes out from his mouth.Anastasia didn't reply at that. For some reason, she can understand the scholar. Scholar Francis suff
"I will sincerely going to miss you both." Anastasia said while squeezing the ladies in her arms."You sound like were not going to meet again. We can still get in touch with each other." The actress suggests but still returning her hugs.'I bet we cant do that once the real Doreen Garcia takes over this body. Im sure she will only be a bitchy-brat infront of you.' She said in mind."That's right. Even if I only met you for a few days, I already see you as a friend. I even owe you my life. You save me." Alice said."Don't mention it. Im glad that you're fine now." Anastasia said when she break out from the hug. "And really... Im so glad to meet you in person detective Alice. I really love how you do your work." She said honestly."Really?" The detective asked in surprise.Anastasia can only shrug and smile innocently at her to hide any suspicions."Anyway how's
Tooot...tooot...tooot...."Oh my god! He moves!""Eliot moves! Go and call the doctor!"Eliot can hear many noises around him. The voices seems familiar. He tries to remember whos voice is that but there's no any single thought that is coming through his head. Its empty and blank. He's conscious but his mind is not cooperating.Then he hears some footsteps.He saw a man beside him who looks like he was examining him.Eliot wanted to speak. But he cant find his voice.Then the man talk to someone and that's all he saw when unconsciousness drowns into him once again..Tooot....tooot....tooot...
Part 1: Living TogetherAnastasia shifted on her bed and groaned when the sunlight hit her face.She yawned silently, rub her eyes sleepily and stretches a little when she notice the person beside her.That's right.She is living with someone now.Anastasia cant help but to stare lovingly at the man, who is sleeping soundlessly beside her. Its been what... five years? Since they became official as boyfriend and girlfriend. But in those five years, she wonder why does her feelings didn't actually change at all. She used to hear that feelings always faded as years passed by. But with this man, she didn't feel that. Instead, as years pass by, she can feel that her love for him is growing and growing every second, minutes, hours and days.Ah. Its early in the morning and here she is, being so sappy for no reason.But she cant help
Part 2: Marriage?It turns out, that thinking about marriage is more stressfull than Anastasia thought.Is she overthinking only? Is it normal to think about marriage at this point? Or is she being dramatic again?Ah she's about to lose her mind."Why are you quiet?" Anastasia tensed when Eliot suddenly speaked while driving. They're on their home from the hospital and its still raining outside."Don't mind me. Im just probably tired." She answered.Eliot hummed and using his free hand, he grab her left hand and clasps it together. Anastasia sigh at the scene. She can get use to this. To him beside her. To everything."Tell me Eilot... did you uhm... did you..." God why cant she just spill the tea?"Did I what?" He asked, not taking his sight out of the road. But the curiosity in his voice is very evident.Maybe its too
Part 3: Mornings With You(A/N: Uhm... This is so domestic, bare with me. >_<)*+*+*Anastasia used to be the heavy sleeper type. Specially if she's off duty or doesn't have a work to attend on. Despite knowing that her hard work is always worth it and it makes her genuinely happy to help people, she cant help but to feel exhausted and tired every time she goes home.So every weekends, she usually spend her time more on bed, resting or sleeping so she can take back the energy from those sleepless days and effort that she exerted on weekdays for work.However, it seems that this morning is an exception. She suddenly found herself wide awake at eight in the morning.And as much as she wants to go back to sleep and cuddle with her husband more, she cant help but to admire the person beside her since its one of the few times that s
Part 4: ReunitedEliot scratch his forehead in annoyance.He's stuck.He's been typing, retyping and deleting it beforehand on his laptop. He cant formulate a sentence– or even words like he wanted to. He's mind is completely blank.Writers block. The writers and authors like him number one's enemy.He sigh in defeat. This wont do. His mind is not cooperating with him. His deadline is almost coming.He needs inspiration or anything. But the last time he experience this, something unexpected happened and he doesn't want to repeat that again. Transferring inside the book sucks.But there is where he met Anastasia, so maybe its not bad at all.He sigh again and decided to stop forcing himself and close his laptop. He set it aside and lied on his bed tiredly.Eliot glance on the clock beside him.