Lillian PovIt has been two weeks since the coronation, and Silver and Octavia ended up taking a small holiday with the kids. We all went sightseeing, played a lot of games, ate together, and watched movies together. I did not know there was a movie room, but it was fun. They also bond with Ophelia, especially Archie. Everyone was glad, but I didn’t see Alma much. It’s like she disappeared out of thin air. Ophelia has also opened the borders, but she has cast some spells to keep people with bad intentions out. And about the kids, they left five days ago with Silver and Octavia, and it was emotional to watch them separate. But Ophelia came to our rescue by petting Zira. That was sad because they were leaving and she was better after that.Now that we have gone back into the routine, I train every day with Mike while having sessions with Jack. Zira has also begun her teaching, and Sky always goes with her. But today, I am resuming in the courtroom, and I noticed Asher always comes back

Lillian PovI sat on my swing in the library, rocking Zira and I. She is sleeping on my lap, while I play with her hair, reading a book. It has been a month since the disastrous meeting in the court and things have been peaceful. All the elders have learnt to behave themselves and I barely see Alma just a few times in the courtroom, but I noticed she is looking pale these days. But that is none of my business. But I have been having minor concerns about Asher. He has been sneaking off lately and anytime I ask him where he went, he would just kiss my lips and smile at me. I wonder what he is planning and even Ophelia has been smiling at me. Something is definitely wrong with those two and I am so curious about what they are planning. I dropped my book. I wasn’t even concentrating.“Sky,” I called, looking at the sleeping hellhound. His body moved as he turned to me, yawning.“Do you know what Asher and

Lillian PovThe continuous beeping sound woke me up from my deep slumber. I felt no pain. I was numb, and I wondered what the beeping sound was coming from. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and everything was blurry at first, but when it cleared, I realized I was in a hospital ward. I looked around, and I saw Asher sleeping peacefully beside me, but he looked stressed. I put my hand on his cheeks, cleaning the small drop of tears on his cheeks. He fluttered awake while I wondered why he was crying.“You’re awake,” he said, clearing his throat deeply. It sounds hoarse, like he has been crying before. I said nothing; I just looked at him. He stood up.“I will call the doctor, ‘’ he said, standing up and running out of the ward. I hum, wondering what is wrong with him. He is acting strange. Not a full minute has gone by and the door opened. The doctor and Asher walked in, and he came to me to check my vitals. All the while, I looked at Asher, who was standing in the corner, avoiding my gaze. I

Lillian PovI rock myself on the swing while painting the water fountain in front of me. That is the only thing to keep me busy before I go completely crazy. The only people I have been seeing frequently are Asher and the head maid that brings my food. I have totally shut myself out of the world, and I don’t wish to speak to anyone. It’s not that I am unable to; I just don’t want to, and I want to stay away from Ophelia as much as I can. I breathe out in relief as I draw the water, which gently falls down the fountain. The water is calm and peaceful; this is what I want, as only painting can help me out of my mysteries.I am so happy Asher told me to get back to my hobby. I totally forgot I knew how to do this. I was so concentrated on my painting; I didn’t notice the presence in the garden. Someone cleared their throat, making me look up. I gritted my teeth, looking at the vile woman in front of me.“What do you want?” I snapped, dropping my paintings. I can’t just seem to get my pea

Lillian PovI cried, looking at her body. The monster cut her head off, so she was definitely dead. I remember the time when she asked me to forgive her, but I ignored her. Now she is dead, with no proper goodbyes. How do I tell her I have forgiven her when she is dead? The only woman to ever treat me like a daughter is dead, and the worst thing is that my last memory of her is me walking out on her rudely without turning back.“Ophelia, no!” I yelled crawling to her, but I couldn’t go to her. My body was shaking as I stared at her, then I looked away from her body. All the memories of her kept coming back. She was so full of life and smiles, but the world was cruel to her. I was cruel to her.“How sad,” the irritating voice said. I looked up at her angrily.“You are a monster; how can you kill your own mother?” I asked, still kneeling on my knees.“She is not my mother, and don’t worry, you will join her soon; kill her,” she commanded, and I was ready to die, but I just felt sorry fo