♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"He will kill you"She screamed in my mind and then my eyes opened suddenly. I had fallen asleep in the room again and there she was, staring at me with those huge blue eyes."You... are you okay?" Elaine questioned me and I couldn’t help but smile, how could I? She looked at me as if she was worried and as if my answer defined the mood of her day; after so long (2 weeks to be exact), her voice finally seemed less locked."I’m just... I had a bad dream" I lied, but although somehow I wasn’t wrong I could still feel those red eyes staring at me, at my soul."Human liar" was like I could hear her and a part of me couldn’t help but feel curious about how Asra was still there."How... bad?" Elaine questioned and her hands trembled "I... was in this dream?"I sighed.She always looked like this when I had "bad dreams" and in those moments the young age her appearance had gained (going from about 11 to 13 in the last week), they went down the drain."Elaine, I’m fine" I
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Miguel ⋅• ♱"What did you say?" Rosnei and one of the idiots who called himself Seraphin stammered."I was... I was... with the saint, I was doing what you said and..." that fucking retard looked worse than a scratched record."By my holy cock! Speak right you scumbag!" Growled while kicking his stomach "did you lose your tongue while running from that bitch?"I never thought that damn phoenix would be a problem, not after all she agreed to do for the bastard who called himself the king of demons. She had given up her memories, her powers and even her heart to Lucifer - the other idiot who gave up everything for the bastard who disgraced our sister."Talk!"Another kick, but from what it seemed to me was too light, too light for a treat as he speak."A... The duchess!" he grunted looking about to cry.Weak.How the hell could those assholes be so weak?"I didn’t know my father created things as disgusting as you" I snorted laughing at that expression of pain."R
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"He won’t leave us alone" I said as my reflection smiled, he kept smiling at me as tears fell down my cheek. " Why? Why can’t he leave us alone?"I wondered, but my reflection did not respond, just cried and I could not feel the tears on my cheeks."I don’t want it anymore, I can’t take it anymore...""But he won’t leave us alone" my reflection then repeated and I felt my chest hurt.Yes.He would never leave me alone."I’m tired..." I muttered to myself and felt a cold hand.That touch... it wasn’t cold before, was it?I raised my eyes and the hand that caressed my face was so pale that it bordered the bluish, but the nails... those red nails, carmine.Asra!My eyes widened when I looked at her, her face was too pale, too pale to be just her. Her lips were blue and in her eyes...In his eyes there was no more life."N-no! NO!" I screamed, but my voice did not seem to want to leave, it was as if again I was just a spectator.NO! NO! I kept screaming,
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Flowers. There were flowers everywhere, yellow flowers that looked too fresh and then - my eyes opened."Asmodeus?" I called, but since the afternoon of three days ago, the prince had simply disappeared after telling me he had personal things to deal with.Was he back? Well... it was common for him to come back in the middle of the night, but when I looked around my room - there was nothing."Asmodeus?" I called again "it’s no fun playing at this hour" I muttered "I’m sleepy."No answer, not even a breath and then I realized - there was really something, but not in my room but in front of my door.I took a deep breath.I didn’t want to get up, my bed was warm and my body was finally relaxed after so many with a bad night’s rest."If it’s you Asmodeus, I swear I’ll cut you to pieces" I murmured more to myself than to him and to my surprise, it was Elaine.The messy hair, the wrinkled and messy clothes. She was wearing only a white sweater that went below the knee -
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱"Daddy! Daddy! Do you think Asra will like these flowers?" Loren asked me for the thousandth time and all I could do was smile as he leaned on my shoulder and let the doctor put that gigantic needle in his little arm.It should hurt.It must have hurt a lot and in those moments I would give everything to be me in your place, but like all other things present in my life - I could not change it just by wanting."Yes, I think she will," I said while holding his pale little hand. He had three flowers there, a wild lily, a dandelion and a camellia.Smile.If he knew what those flowers meant, maybe he wouldn’t have picked them so perfectly."Should I get others? I think she’d like that little pink flower..." he said as his fingers moved almost nervously."Loren, she’s gonna love the ones you already picked, don’t you trust Daddy?"He stared at me, his eyes fixed on mine."But... Dad said he wasn’t very good at picking gifts..." he said so sincerely that I
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"Calisto is coming back" I said as I put Zaniel’s letter on the breakfast table and even without looking at Elaine, I could feel her surprise."Ah..." she released "is... is it good?"I put my face in one hand.Was she really asking me that?"Depends on the point of view" I mocked "at him? I don’t think so, he spent so much time in Lucifer’s territory that the paperwork piled up" I said and even though he was mocking, it was the truth."Hummm..." she just mumbled as she threw the poor piece of orange that was left on her plate from side to side.What was with her? A few weeks ago she was asking about Callisto... so why did she look disappointed?"Madam" one of the maids called me and when I looked at her, there was someone right behind "Duke Balthazar came to see her."Baltazar.Asra received the title of duchess for valid reasons if you took into account everything you did during the war, but it was Balthazar who had to deal with 99% of the bureaucracy.Only after
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱"What did you say?""A ball."I blinked and Azrael snorted sitting on the leather sofa in the corner."A dance? But what the fuck..." grumbled the fallen "I was not enough all this work, right?"I faced Azrael, but I couldn’t say he was wrong.The balls were exhausting."Whose damn idea was this gerico?" the fallen asked and Zaniel held his laughter "Baltazar is settling Asra’s affairs again?""Actually..." Zaniel stared at me "Balthazar became duke after indications from the duchess and soon after... she assumed all her duties."Smile.I expected this to happen and although I didn’t expect it to be so soon - it was good to know that Asra was finally taking the reins in relation to her work, but... what did it have to do with the prom?As if reading my mind, Azrael grumbled."And what the fuck does that have to do with prom?""Well..." Zaniel smiled "it was the duchess who decided she would throw a ball. A ball at the beginning of winter to receive
♱ • 1750 B.C. • ♱When the cafe closed, Elaine’s eyes were fixed on me."So... will we have a dance?" she asked me bluntly, but it was obvious that her question was another.'So... do I have to go?'Smile."Yes" I said simply "we will have a ball and as much as everyone is informed as a ball by the return of the king, you will be our main star."She froze.His face became pale."Oh, I just...""I don’t want to" I could read in your mind, in your eyes.That was definitely a very different reaction to what she had had in the book.Elaine from the book became cheerful and alive when she learned about the dance that different from now - it was celebrated in the summer. It was a beautiful ball with cheerful decorations and lively music, it was a ball full of life, a ball that matched the graceful air and the vivacity of the saint.A dance made for her.Elaine had been so happy with that dance that she smiled even when Azrael made her train again and again so that she knew all the dance s