♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"I think after that, we will meet more often" Samael’s voice was all I heard before he bowed with a confused expression and walked away from the tea table."Elaine?" I called her and the bright eyes stared happily at me.I didn’t know what Samael had said, but I would surely kill him if she were crying now."You came back fast," she said standing up and I smiled as she practically ran up to her and touched her face."Okay? He said something unpleasant? You don’t need to hear that thing... the emperor said..." she laughed and interrupted me."I’m fine" spoke and his hand landed on my "so please... can you relax a little? The priest told me nothing too much and also agreed to be close to us."I blinked."What is it?""He said he could stay in the palace if it was better for me, that he can use one of the rooms as a laboratory as long as no employee goes there."My mind felt like a complete mess. It made no sense at all.Had Samael agreed to this? Had he agreed to go
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱My eyes could not turn away, even if I tried, I could not not not look at her.She was smiling. She was smiling as tears fell down her cheeks. He was smiling at the blonde woman in front of him who caressed his face and seemed to say that everything would be fine.'Where?' I asked myself as my body leaned against the wooden wall. As I went through the last months, the last years. Where had Asra stopped loving me? Where did she...'She said she would love me until her last breath, she said that...'It didn’t matter, right?No.My eyes remained fixed on both."Now... it doesn’t matter..." I heard myself whisper "I lost her."A low laugh made me turn my face to the side."Lost her?" Asmodeus asked me with eyes full of anger, but somehow... I just didn’t have the energy for him. To your mockery, your silly discussions."Prince Asmodeus" I spoke with one hand on my face "I don’t want to argue with you, so... could you leave me alone?""At peace? At peace
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"I’m not Asra," she said with trembling lips "it may seem crazy, it may seem meaningless, but... it’s the truth. A few months ago, I woke up in Asra’s body, in Calisto’s arms. I thought it was some kind of dream... or whatever, something that would end soon.""Dream?" I put my eyebrows together and she laughed low."Well..." sighed "where I lived... in a distant era of this, you, Callisto, Asmodeus - all were just characters in a story.""Characters?""Yes, characters from a book."I raised one eyebrow in complete surprise and confusion."Then...""So when I opened my eyes and faced this world for the first time, I thought I was asleep. I thought that after reading this work so many times... I had had a dream extremely lived."The more Asra spoke, the more it seemed confused and at the same time - it made sense."I heard Callisto receive the information about his emergence and how it was a dream... I wanted to try to change history" she laughed and m
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Elaine had relived it. Again and again.Even if I tried to understand, even if I tried with all my might to be understanding, I still knew I was unable to measure how painful it had really been for her."At first... I saw Callisto as a salvation" she said with tears in her eyes and all I could do was try to hug her, comfort her like an idiot who didn’t know where to start. " It was all horrible, painful and then he was there. It was comfortable, it was hot... I wanted so much to be happy, but I was afraid. That "God" had given me everything and all I could do was to be obedient and do what he told me to do, but... what if he told me to take Callisto’s life? What if what I needed was to rip the heart out of the one being who deigned to be kind to me? It was painful..." she murmured between tears running down her cheeks like water in a waterfall "it was horrible, at least the first time."My mouth opened, but like a complete idiot, I couldn’t say anything."I questio
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱It hurt.My whole body ached, hurt every inch, as if even my nails could be sore, yet my hand rose in the air to reach my nanny’s face, who now cried as she stood on her knees beside my bed."Young master..." she whimpered with her eyes completely filled with tears, tears she would shed for me.Smile. A forced smile that I had learned to master since everything seemed to get worse. Well, at least I expected that - so it wasn’t so scary, but for Abbadon, it seemed too painful."It’s all right, Abbadon. No need to cry... I’m really fine" I lied.After so long watching Dad and Abbadon worry, I had become a great liar. So good that I forgot when it started, if it was the first time, it was simply a 'not hurting, I swear' or if I gave the excuse that I got used to giving 'I was painting, not blood, just paint, see?'.It didn’t really matter, did it?Uncle Asmodeus had told me that lies are part of life and for now, I was still alive.Abbadon’s hand shook m
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"It won’t work" the blond said as he threw himself on the couch "it doesn’t matter if you’re going to try one or 5000,000 times."Asmodeus grunted."You should be HELPFUL, not walking around."The blond man laughed."Oh, heavens! Are you disappointed, Prince Asmodeus?""Yes" the demon said without at least disguising "I’m extremely disappointed" his toes with pointed nails slipped through the dark wood of the desk "do you know by chance the work I had to pick up his remains? I had to go... UPSTAIRS" growled "I had to deal with... angels..." he seemed about to vomit as he spoke the word and the blond man looked at the ceiling as he decided whether or not to be offended."It’s a shame for you that I can’t use all my skills, isn’t it?""A feather?" Asmodeus threw himself back, letting his body just fall with gravity "not a pity, my dear. It’s a disaster, I wanted to be with my daughter... I..."He sighed and the blond nodded.He understood, understood
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Elaine said she’d live it all over again. That day where we sat in the garden and she was next to me, where she smiled upon discovering the truth - she said she would relive. I would relive your worst nightmare to be by my side again.That was the first time anyone ever told me that knowing me... was worth it.When we held hands and entered the palace, I told about Callisto’s decisions, about how he had accepted Asmodeus' suggestion, how he had asked for the palace back and how we would both have to leave."Leave?" Elaine stared at me."Yes" I sighed "this palace is of Callisto" my words came out with a mixture of irritation and understanding.It was really natural for us to get out of there, it was natural when the king’s mistress was separating from him, but... it was at that very moment that I realized how ridiculous the system of rules and laws of the kingdom was."So... where are we going?" Elaine asked as she leaned on my shoulder.That was a question I had a
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱It was dark and painful, but then... it wasn’t anymore."Loren" her voice called me warmly and I couldn’t help but smile. She smiled because she still remembered me, because she was calling me, she was looking for me.'Maybe' I whispered to myself 'maybe if I just fall asleep and don’t wake up anymore... I can stay here, I can... stay with her'.That thought had arisen on any given day and with the same speed it had arisen in my mind, I tried to get him to move away, but... now it was kind of inevitable. 'Dad would be sad' - I remembered as I stood up.Dad would be sad, but... at least it wouldn’t be more painful.Abbadon would be sad, but I wouldn’t have to smile anymore.'So Uncle Asmodeus...' he would understand.I sighed and the blond-haired woman stared at me."Oh! You’re here... I was looking for you" she said as she sat next to me "what was it? You look down."'I’m going to die..., but I feel scared' I thought to say, but her smile was so broad