Luna's Reckoning のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Melissa, Richard and Beatrice sat in a single file- all of them in a meditating posture. Margaret sat in front of them in the same posture, her eyes closed. The entire training ground was silent like the skull of a dead man. Everything felt hollow and their breaths felt like the whispers of numerous spirits as they meditated. A subtle hum was coming from the corner of the room. It was a synchronic vibrational sound that seemed to create more harmony in the room and as one listened more intently, they would discover that their breaths matched the humming sound being played by Margaret's phone. The first step to their everyday training was just sitting still and clearing one's mind. The first step was acceptance and recognizing one's failures and strength while coming to a complete wholeness with them. There should be no pain, no joy but blankness. A moment where their mind finds balance among the turbulence of emotions. Melissa had struggled with this a bit anyways. It was hard for

Melissa had been sitting on her throne, in the same posture for thirty minutes and smiling at everyone. Maids and other citizens came into the throne room to get a glimpse of her. They all wanted to see how beautiful the Luna was. She could hear a series of murmurs from outside the throne room discussing her. Some were even discussing how elegant both her maids looked. Melissa shook her head, she wasn't interested in any of this. And she knew if this lasted ten minutes more she would scream. But luckily for her, after about five minutes, a procession from outside announced the arrival of the king. Everyone in the hall stood up, except Melissa. She was the Luna, hence she was the host. The rest of the people were the welcoming party. The entire room went silent, then a drumbeat boomed across the room, then another. Soon a symphony of multiple drumbeats filled the entire room and a large beat sounded, behind them in synchrony to the other beats. It was as if a warrior was walking in.

Melissa stood up, but before she started speaking, she flared her aura, trying to detect who was using the ability of an empath. She closed her eyes and listened using her aura like a cord as she touched different people in the meeting room, her entire power flexed to the limit. She was about to dismiss her search when she felt a little exposure of the ability, she turned in the direction immediately and her eyes fell on Hance's beta. Melissa smiled at the woman and she bowed back. She connected back to Richard telepathically."It is the Beta," she said.Richard nodded and urged her to start her speech. Melissa rolled her eyes in her mind and just turned away. He was so crude about everything. She thought, then turned to the crowd, focusing all her intent on the crowd, forgetting Richard or anyone was in the room. "Good day, everyone," she smiled. "You all look lovely," she nodded at them. Melissa was still using her emotional abilities and was making sure to check hers as well so

They completed the meeting at last and Melissa began to greet the dignitaries. She shook the hand of each and everyone of Vance's council members. They all spoke to her like she was a kid, but she wasn't even focused on what was happening. She was too lost in her own thoughts to find meaning in whatever they did.Richard walked silently behind her, even though he seemed to have entirely withdrawn into his own shell. He seemed to be thinking too. Even the usually hyperactive Margaret was silent. The threat that such an organisation posed wasn't minute at all and they were already at the centre of the game, there was no coming out. She turned to a corner and there was the Infernal waiting for her at the edge of the corridor. "My, lady, "he greeted with a bow. "Infernal," Melissa nodded. "The entire meeting was great, and also congratulations on still keeping Vance with us," he said. "I just wanted to confirm if you'd decided to take up my proposition?" He asked with a smile. Meliss

"Where are you getting all these from?" Margaret asked.She realised she had never told Margaret about her past life and rightly so. She wasn't as trusted or as well grounded as the rest. Most of the people in the room, she had known for two life times and they'd earned her trust over those times as she'd earned theirs. Even her biological family could not replace the love she had for these people. These made her remember a human proverb- "The blood of covenant is thicker than the water of the womb." It meant most times, the bond one shares with people they relate with day in day out, runs deeper than one’s biological family. Even though she loved her family and she missed them everyday, the little time she'd spent with these people had been more than what she had with her family. Not to ignore the fact that they even healed her when she was hurt by the death of her family. In their own weirdly unique way, they filled that void. In place of Dreykov's love, she got Beatrice's cold s