I quickly snapped myself out of that recollection and immediately hurried my footsteps into the kitchen. If my recollection serves me correctly, my mother is probably already in the process of preparing the ingredients that she will use to cook for the Alforque's lunch around this time.One of the things that I can’t simply forget is that my mother often asks me to help her in the kitchen around this time. I came inside the kitchen expecting to see my mother, but I just ended up being disappointed since she wasn’t even around.That is very peculiar, considering that she ought to be in the kitchen right at this very minute. This makes me wonder about other things all of a sudden. Immediately, I went to our rooms to check on her and see if she was even there, but the door was apparently locked when I got there. I wonder if she eventually is out to buy something and that’s why she isn’t around the manor, especially the kitchen. Somehow, it’s really making me even more curious where she

Hello? I just called him? However, he did not move from his position, making it appear as though he, too, is a little perplexed by the way I am calling him.“Uh Matteo, right?” I said it again. I am aware that it comes across as pathetic and reckless. However, I need to reassure myself that the person I am speaking with is in fact Matteo.Even though he appears to be Matteo, a part of my mind tells me that there is something off about it and that he is not Matteo. This causes me to feel a sense of confusion and bewilderment at the same time. Why am I even having some doubts?The questions that have been running through my head are only answered when he finally adjusts his position in the bed after he has spent a moment fondling his crotch as a result of my knees accidentally hitting him. After that, he leaned over to the side of the bed where the pillows were and propped his head on his hand. There, he asks in the naughtiest yet most seductive voice I've ever heard, "Did you just ca

Calaestina was now torn between maintaining her sanity and exacting revenge after hearing about the wrongdoings committed by Eris. She was as fiery as a flame of fire and as terrifying as the darkest stray of a night spent in the desert alone.Despite everything that she had done for Eris, she had committed not just one but an excessive number of betrayals against her over the years. Calaestina could hardly fathom how in the world Eris could even have the nerve to actually carry out such a heinous act, let alone have the guts to do it. The fact that Eris went to such lengths as to actually plot the murder of Calaestina's son was the one thing that Calaestina hated more than any of the other wrongdoings that Eris had committed. How could she have been so heartless as to do something like that to a child who could not possibly have had even the remotest intention of fighting back against his mother?Calaestina's son was a good boy, and even when he was an adult, he never once attempted

Eris’ spear was temporarily angled behind her back when she made her assault towards Calaestina. She was also determined to directly pierce her spear through Calaestina’s chest at all costs.The way her hands firmly gripped the spear's long end was tight enough to correspond to the determination that Eris had to eliminate Calaestina from the picture. She reasoned that it was all because of her, which was why she was suffering. And the only remedy to end all of these ill gotten feeling that she had towards her was if she would see her die from her own hands.Eris showed no remorse until she manage to swiftly plunge her spear directly into Calaestina’s chest. A sound of flesh that was being skewered forcibly echoed loudly into the throne hall. Its sound abruptly caused the whole crowd to become silent.Their silence were mixed up with both shock and dismay. They were all shocked to find that Eris was able to easily defeat Calaestina that quickly as if they hadn’t known that Calaestina w

Dark corners that were only being illuminated by a single torch became the next scenery that Calaestina had to witness after what she had done to Eris. The earlier cries for Eris’ justice was now replaced with the sound of metal chains that were clinged into her wrist and ankles.Calaestina had been turned into a prisoner caged somewhere far from her known. She wasn’t familiar if this was even the place for prisoners. She couldn’t even hear any sound other than the one she was making.It was completely lonely inside, and terrifying because of the darkness that was battling against the small light created by the torch hanging a few distance from her prison cell.The smell of rotten dead rats were also making the atmosphere even more to Calaestina’s discomfort. And yet, this wasn’t what was she was concern about. She was worried that now she was detained inside this prinson cell, there was no way she could protect her son’s body against those who wanted to avenge what she did on Eris.F