Chapter 13:

For a couple of days, Silje turned out to be exceptionally sick.

When she got back home, her body must've loose and she at long last acknowledged the amount she had gone as the night progressed. Her wrist felt extraordinarily excruciating and she caught an extreme fever. Her feet and hands additionally experienced frostbite.

The enthusiastic cost for her was the straw that broke the camel's back and she was unable to get up the following day. She told her new parents she had a terrible fever thus she remained at home for a couple of days.

Silje frantically needed to stop school right away, however she needed to move on from secondary school. That was the main way for her to compensate her new parents for raising her, and it was additionally the main way for her to authentically venture out from home.

Similarly as she had done all through her whole life, she needed to persevere through everything. Silje chose to just contemplate graduating and that's it. However during the couple of days she became sick, she experienced consistent bad dreams.

"No! Stop it! Don't!"

With such a high fever, she went all through rest day in and day out. In her fantasies, she saw Kail holding a blade. He was singing pleasantly and strolling towards her with a blade. Furthermore…

"AAAHHH!"

She woke up shouting from her bed. She gasped and glanced around in dread, and when she understood that she was home, not at school, she murmured in alleviation.

Indeed, even the ruler wouldn't have the option to get her in her own home.

***

There was the 12 PM sun in Norway.

During the long Scandinavian summer from May to July, the sun won't ever set.

Be that as it may, summer was over now and the evenings were cold and dull in Oslo. Some place here, an excessive palace existed made of straightforward glass.

Looking like Oslo's delightful drama house, this was the Bruntland chateau. The Bruntland family possessed the greatest boat organization in northern Europe, and the house addressed their influence and abundance fittingly.

Bruntland's power in Norway was astounding. It was an old persuasive family and its organization given portion of the whole nation's boat parts send out. What's more, the Bruntland Company additionally fabricated different automobile parts and specialty gears. What's more, it was additionally furtively associated with oil and valuable metal organizations in Russia.

At present, the Bruntland Group was controlled by its administrator, Rolf Jorgen Bruntland, and his main child Kail was the authority main beneficiary of the organization.

The Bruntland chateau was brilliantly lit.

With the Corinthian segments, marble curves, and regular wood floors, the extravagant house was clamoring with dedicated workers. The excessive marble beautifications, out of this world roofs, and enormous windows made the chateau look cold and threatening.

The light sparkled unobtrusively, and a delicate exemplary Wagner filled the banquet room.

Kail fixed his buttons and his watch when out of nowhere, he detected somebody behind him. He pivoted to observe Ingrid who had come in without thumping.

Ingrid inquired, "When did you get back home?"

With her short bleach light hair and frigid blue eyes, Ingrid looked exquisite and inaccessible. Indeed, even at home, she was completely satisfactory in her gold two-piece spangle and conveniently organized hair. Kail gave her a peculiar grin and answered, "I just returned home, as may be obvious."

"It appears as though you are returning home later these days. I'm certain it's not on the grounds that you are bringing on some issues at school, right?"

"Obviously not. I in all actuality do nothing that would disgrace this family."

He was obviously ridiculing her, which made Ingrid's face turn significantly colder. She checked out at Kail with contempt and cautioned him, "Wouldn't you say I realize what you've been doing? You better recollect that there are many eyes watching you consistently. On the off chance that you bring any hardship, this family will turn out to be faulted for it. Remember that all of Norway is watching you, Kail."

"Indeed, obviously. Wouldn't you say I realize that you have individuals keeping an eye on me, stepmother?"

At the point when Kail answered mockingly, Ingrid ended up being incensed.

"How might you venture to disregard me along these lines?! Don't you realize you can't converse with me like that?"

"Didn't you be aware? This is how I am."

Kail compromised her with his soft tone and fixed the other buttons on his silk shirt. Disregarding Ingrid, he removed his shirt and put on a dark shower outfit. Ingrid's eyes augmented when she saw the scars on his strong body.

Kail shared with her in inconvenience, "Would you be able to leave now? I will shower."

Ingrid frowned at his tone, however Kail went on scornfully, "Or might you want to scrub down with me?"

"You charlatan! You have flown off the handle."

Ingrid shook out of frustration however Kail lit a cigarette and blew it toward her.

"Then, at that point, quit irritating me. For what reason do you continue to converse with me and include yourself in my undertakings?"

At his advance notice, Ingrid scowled at him and shouted, "You are without a doubt a charlatan! Everybody knows what a shame you are to this family! How might you venture to act all self important before me? How ludicrous! I guess it appears to be legit you act this way thinking about who your mom was."

At Ingrid's destructive words, Kail grinned and discarded his cigarette. At the point when he didn't respond, Ingrid turned out to be significantly angrier.

Out of nowhere, Kail strolled towards her and peered down at her menacingly.

"What's happening with you?"

She instinctually understood that she was at serious risk. Disregarding her inquiry, Kail stood directly before her and let out each word like a danger.

"I might want to be well mannered to you, Stepmother. You are an appropriate individual for a fashionable family like our own. Things being what they are, will you stay on your best possible behavior, or would you like to vanish like somebody we both know?"

"Kail, you… "

Ingrid's face became pale. She couldn't resist the opportunity to show the dread in her eyes as she gazed toward her stepson. Kail took the risk and went on in a cool horrendous voice, "You are a brilliant individual, so I'm certain you comprehend what I mean, isn't that so? Quit professing to be a casualty here and irritate me. Quit slowing down my life. Try not to go too far. Very much like you said, I am a creature and I won't ever change."

Sneering at her, Kail inclined forward and murmured into her ear, "Don't awaken the monster inside me. Presently on the off chance that you have nothing else to say, kindly leave my room."

Outside the entryway, Ingrid covered out of frustration and disgrace. She gripped her clench hands and mumbled, "Kail… That filthy charlatan… "

She went ground floor and strolled into her room. She turned on the end table and extinguished the candle prior to getting into bed. From under the bed outline, she took out a container of liquor she concealed there and took a little swallow. Cleaning her mouth, Ingrid thought about how she could pursue her retribution on him for his inconsiderateness this evening.

Tragically for her, Ingrid dreaded her stepson, who was known for his franticness. From the principal day she strolled into this chateau, she could feel his contempt toward her.

Ingrid recollected the horrendous occurrence that demonstrated Kail's craziness. Two years prior, Norway was stunned when the assemblages of two young men were viewed as in one of Oslo's sewage openings. The bodies were disfigured, and the organs had been taken out. Toward the finish of the examination, it was uncovered that the guilty parties were minor young men. The remorselessness and the viciousness of the wrongdoing paralyzed everybody. Gossip had it that Kail was associated with this occurrence and, surprisingly, the strong Bruntland family couldn't make it vanish. Individuals murmured that the Viking blood in Kail must've drove him to his viciousness.

Make her vanish?

Recollecting Kail's danger, Ingrid had zero control over her displeasure.

"I will get him some way or another, that butt sphincter. Who does he suppose he is? Everybody realizes his mom was a whore."

Ingrid bit her lips and played with her pearl accessory. She planned to have her retribution. She took one more taste of her cognac.