No Matter What

Leon brought her to the empty hallways. The place he knew the servants wouldn’t come. He looked at her blue eyes that looked back and forward until she had made sure it was empty.

Belle was confused with his little trick tonight but she knew Leon wouldn’t make such childish joke for no reason.

“What happened?” She asked, trying to find an answer.

“I was keeping an eye on your brother and it seemed he knows more than witchcraft and history of witches,” responded Leon as he sat on the edge of the large stained window.

She walked slowly toward him, looking down as his height decrease the moment he took a seat.

“What do you mean?” She questioned.

“Damian, that brother of yourself used witchcraft and spells to find about my past, also the incident that happened last night.”

“Witchcraft?” Belle frowned. “That contradicts his words. He told me father and mother doesn’t want any of us to be involved in our blood.”

Damian was hiding something and indeed Belle could feel it. She didn’t know wh