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WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

2025-11-20 17:15:02

"Chris, wake up please...." Rosaline trembled looking at Christian who is in an unconscious state.

The air inside the mansion smelt of burnt ozone and shattered glass.

She doesn't know whom to ask for help or whom to get at that moment, she just stayed in that helpless state without understanding what to do. "Should I call Lord Sargent? or Charles? whom I should call? Betty or Lily?"

She was baffling within herself as she couldn't figure out what to do, at the same time, she can't make anyone panic because of all these especially Lord Sargent, as his health is not in a good condition. "Should I just do some first aid? Arghh.... I'm out of options!"

Just then Edward returned home and stood in the ruined living room with a stunned face, "what's going on here? How come this mansion became a mess in a day? Did anyone attack?"

His chest rising and falling slowly as he looked at the destruction and damage in the mansion, the cracked walls, the broken chandelier, the torn curtains blowing

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YOU RUINED MY MOMENT!
"Uncle?" Christian was startled by Charles's sudden presence in the room, Rosaline’s hand froze mid-touch.While Christian moved away from her, and nearly died from embarrassment because of what Charles had witnessed, Christian almost couldn't lift his face out of embarrassment."Charles," Rosaline hissed, while glaring at him, "do you have a death wish? How can you barge into a couple's room you rogue? Do you have any sense or not? Or did you leave your brain in your room?" "Oh please," he scoffed while getting closer. "If you two are going to turn the guest house into a honeymoon suite, at least lock the door, who would expect a romance scene from an exhausted boy and worried woman? You should at least give a break till he recovers, what if he gets more exhausted and worn out because of intensive things?" Christian immediately hid half his face behind Rosaline’s shoulder.Rosaline had never wanted to stab someone more in her entire life, but every time she looked at Charles, she w
THAT MAN WON'T COME BACK, RIGHT?
"What's wrong with me?" Christian questioned himself, in the quietness of the guest house was quiet.It was too quiet, the kind of quietness that made Christian feel every beat of his own heart thudding through his ribs.He sat near the window, knees were slightly bent, back resting against the cold wall as soft and pale moonlight poured in through the curtains, touching his skin like a whisper. The night outside was calm, but inside, his thoughts were not anything close to calmness.He lifted his fingers gently, staring at them.No sparks.... No wind.No strange pulsing power crawling beneath his skin.Just… silence, but silence wasn’t peace, at least not tonight.Christian closed his eyes, pressing his forehead lightly against the glass of the window."That man won’t come back, right?" He whispered to himself, almost convincing… almost.But he knew that is impossible, "Who exactly is that man? Is he an enemy of that so-called father of mine or is that so-called father of mine sent
THEN.... WHAT DO WE DO?
"Did you..." Rosaline raised an eyebrow at him, "say anything?"Edward shook his head, and smiled faintly, "I'm leaving, you can take some rest as well, after you've been tired too!" Rosaline nodded her head with a small hum, "Yeah, and I already asked my maid to prepare a room for you, I think it's ready, you can stay there." With one last look at Christian, Edward walked out of the room, "Okay!" Soon the doors were closed behind him, Rosaline let out a relieved breath, and glanced at Christian, gently adjusted the blanket and caressed his hair, "You'll be safe, I'm here to protect you, sleep well, my love!" Lying down beside him, she closed her eyes to sleep, whether it's exhaustion or something else, that got her drifted into a deep sleep in no time.On the other side, somewhere far away,Deep inside a mountain forest, where the sky felt unnaturally heavy, the Veilborn group gathered around a massive cracked obelisk etched with ancient runes.A hooded figure bowed before a swir
YOU'RE KINDER THAN YOU SHOW
"You look so peaceful when you're asleep," Rosaline gently brushed her fingers through Christian’s hair as he slept, the soft strands slipping in between her fingertips. "But those hidden within you isn't as peaceful as your sleep, it's horrifying and terrific!" She came to check on Christian once again while he was asleep, as her heart is restless while worrying about Christian, though she is the one who stayed by his side till he fell asleep still she couldn't help but to take a look at him once more.His breathing was steady now… but the memory of Edward’s earlier words echoed sharply in her mind, refusing to fade."If he is really Chris’s father… then he is answerable to Chris for everything." She swallowed hard, remembering how that conversation unfolded only an hour ago.Rosaline had followed Edward into the hallway where he stood staring at the darkness beyond the window, shoulders tight with a strange heaviness.Rosaline hesitated at first but finally questioned, "Edward… If
HOW COME IT'S HERE, AGAIN?
"Adrian.... Rian...." Mrs. Nevermore looked for Adrian everywhere as she has sensed something strange around the estate.The night over the estate was unnaturally calm but some strange power surrounding the estate, it was noticed by her but to talk about it she couldn't find her son anywhere.With a sigh, she just returned to her room thinking she might be imagining everything by herself.However, the situation outside the estate stayed the same, not a leaf moved, not even a branch shook, as if the world was holding its breath out of fear.But inside Adrian’s private study… the silent storm was already waiting.Candles flickered with restless flames, papers lay scattered across his desk, and he stood alone with a glass of untouched wine in hand, gazing out the tall windows into the moonlit garden.Nothing had been unusual.Until it was.A sharp, violent pulse struck right through his chest.Adrian’s breath hitched, the glass in his hand slipped and shattered against the marble floor.
WHY DID I HEAR IT LIKE THAT?
"Why are you both silent?" Christian’s breath was unsteady, glowing eyes fixed on Edward with a strange mixture of confusion and pleading. "Aren't you both speaking about my father till now?"The room turned silent, almost too silent, Edward held his composure perfectly not breaking anywhere so that he could maintain a perfect image before Christian.Rosaline was about to tell him regarding her suspicion of similarities in powers of both Adrian and Christian.However, she was stopped by Edward, and in the next second, he exhaled softly, with a steady and calm eyes trying not to leak anything important at that moment as he doesn't want to trouble Christian or his emotions, because making him emotional at times like this can cause an outburst from his unsettled powers which might turn out dangerous than usual."We were not talking about your father, Chris," Edward lied with a gentle smile. "You misunderstood, what's even there to talk about him?" Christian blinked, the lightning slowl

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