“??” Both Anthony and Satyre were left speechless, their eyes widened and their breaths stagnant for some seconds. They couldn’t believe what was right in front of their eyes, they didn’t want to.This outcome was completely unexpected on both their parts because Franklin was fine just some minutes ago and now he was gone. Both still on their knees, Satyre tried to wake her father up, shaking his body multiple times and started cried silently when he didn’t wake and Anthony couldn’t say anything, he didn’t know her that much to try and comfort her.All he could do was to wait for her to get well on her own while he grieved in silence.After an appropriate amount of time Satyre was done crying, accepting the reality of her father’s passing and both her and Anthony who hadn’t felt this level of grief in a long time went back to their base personalities that best helps them cope with their emotions and that was to move on and act cold. “Is there a place to bury his body?” Anthony asked
“Where exactly are we going? I don’t remember ever moving through here” Anthony asked, looking all over and seeing that the passage they were walking through to wherever Satyre was supposed to take him was a route that he didn’t know even existed in the Manor.During the tour on his first day, HE who was pretending to be Franklin at the time never took him into this passage and it was supposed to be a tour of the important parts of the Manor. The fact that HE didn’t let him see where this passage leads to just made Anthony more curious as to what their destination could be and he wanted to experience it than ask Satyre to tell him straight up.After walking for a short time since he asked the question, the both of them with Satyre being the one leading began to approach a door at the end of the passage. “This must be one of those spots I wasn’t supposed to see” Anthony said when he saw the door and the moment they got to it, Satyre opened it.Through the door was a very big room with
After greeting, all three hundred and thirty-three slaves remained in their current posture, waiting for Anthony to say something to them or at least tell them to stand back but he was so surprised by the sight that he forgot what Franklin had told him during the time at the hospital with designer Gustav and his two assistants.Half a minute and past and the entire throne room was filled with silence, only the synchronized breathing of all the slaves could be heard and Satyre who knew that Anthony might not know the etiquette to something like this and had it in mind that it’s her duty to show him the way of what a Midnight heir should do like her father was supposed to, took the initiative and got up first.“Master, this is where you talk to your slaves and give them permission to stand” She said and Anthony came back to his senses. He had been focused on the fact that slaves actually existed in this day and age and they were this willing to participate in that system from how they l
Anthony finished with what he had to do with the slaves and stepped to the side with Satyre to discuss something. He had wanted to free them of the collars and shackles when they first greeted him but what the elderly woman said changed his mind. He knew that deep down they would try to resist if he tells them to take it off since they had the keys and he couldn’t be bother to deal with that.“Was that what the important thing you said I had to do was? It was okay and all but I could have done that the next time around and I would have used this time to return home to find my wife” Being a little let down he asked Satyre and to his surprise she shook her head to say NO“Your introduction with your slaves is just the first thing my father would have wanted you to do Master but in hindsight it wasn’t that important, not as important as what the next thing is” she said, sparking Anthony’s curiosity because meeting the slaves and seeing how loyal they are to their master is something alre
The rippling force that came out from the throne and was not only enough to fling Anthony’s entire body into the air but was also strong enough push all the slaves back a step or two. They went into a defensive stance, blocking their heads from anything that could hurt it, closing their eyes reflexively, so the next thing they saw when the place had calmed down and they opened them again was that Anthony had vanished from his throne.“””????””” They were all confused and shook when they saw their master had vanished.Meanwhile, Anthony’s body was swirling in the air, almost hitting the ceiling but missing by a few inches and in a perfect arch he started to drop while all the slaves, Satyre included who heard the sound his spinning body was making in the air quickly had their heads raised, watching him fall.“””Master!!””” All the slaves panicked not knowing what to do in this situation, not until the elderly slave lady yelled “Don’t just stand there staring and being all panicked like
The news of Anthony's power loss caused Satyre to freeze in place, jaw dropped and thinking how it was possible for Anthony's power to have been locked in the first place but not only that also how fit he was to retake his empire now that his best asset to distinct himself from the members of the branch family was gone. It would be very difficult if not impossible to rally supporters who could actually help his goal and make it a reality when the power that only belongs to the ruler and rightful heir of the Midnight empire was now unavailable. Also, that wasn't the only thing she was thinking of right now, there was something else that his power was vital for but now it would be an issue of great concern since he didn't have access to it any longer, for now at least. "So what are we going to do about this situation master? How are we going to retake your empire now that your best asset has been taken from you?" She asked, for the first time in a long time having no answers she could
With great haste, Satyre made preparations for Anthony’s return back home to Polaris and this was made possible by making a single call to none other than Mr. Rose Dana, the CEO and founder of Dana airlines. The one man who had more than monopolized the entire business of air travel but during their interaction she refrained from telling him anything that happened with the kidnapping and HE taking over Franklin’s body as that was considered unnecessary.The only information that was passed to Mr. Dana which was necessary for his help because only Franklin had had the privilege to communicate with him freely and he refuses to speak to anyone who wasn’t Franklin was that of Franklin’s death, however they fabricated a story of him dying of a heart attack.Outside of the manor, Anthony and Satyre were both standing by a black 2022 Rolls Royce Boat Tail with the back door open, waiting for Anthony to get in while watching the both of them from inside the manor were all the slaves, saddened
"Excuse me but what the hell is going on here? Why won't they let anyone in?" Asked a begrudged bystander with concerned eyes, talking to one of the Dana Airline security personnel. "My flight was canceled and the money for the ticket I bought was refunded without any prior notice. It really affected my plans because I had somewhere important to be today and I'll have to wait till tomorrow if I want to book another flight." He said and the security man finally looked down to pay attention to what he was saying "I just came to see what's really happening here and I couldn't just sit around watching the broadcast on the news. Since you work here I thought you could at least fill me in on why this is happening. Was there a bomb threat by any chance?" Back at Polaris, standing outside the Dana Airline Airport was a crowd of curious spectators, wondering what was going on inside. Currently, the entire perimeter of the Airport had been put under lock down, yellow security tape circled all