My Last Violet

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽Footsteps could be heard by the tinkling of the armor, the heavy breaths, the drops that fell in that space.It was high, even falling from a feather there would be."Why am I here?... " Ethel began to wonder when tightening her long platinum hair "it wasn’t me... would not even be..." he continued to murmur as he held the waters that wanted to fall from his eyes.She tried to review all the things that made her reach that moment, from her childhood to her marriage, her sale."I can’t love you, I’ll never be able to love you," the platinum clearly remembered, remembered the intonation, the wide sapphire eyes, the way that man’s body had moved to throw that in her face.The same man who said he fell in love at first sight, the same man who had bright eyes and a gentle smile and a sweet voice; now he said he would not love her.Was she some kind of joke to him? Was there anything she had done wrong? Had that passion dissipated as its ashes would be in the wind? Was t

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽Eyes as dark as the night that now surrounded him, black hair and a pale skin that was the complete opposite of what normally belonged to him.A disguise.A crude one.Well, but it wasn't as if the dragon needed more, not as if anyone would notice it was him, not with that little intellect that all those guards seemed to possess."Did you hear? They said she went crazy and killed the archduke's favorite mistress" one of the guards approached the one next to him "the cause was strangulation, and then a deep cut to the throat…" the man's gaze dropped, as if they were now feeling sorry for the poor soul they had never even met."Yes, everyone was talking about how the body was found, it was something horrible to see" the other added "she really must have succumbed to madness as they said, but it's not surprising" he leaned forward a little more, thus putting his hand in front of his mouth, like a true gossip woman of high society "it was common knowledge that she didn

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽He would take that cold body in his arms, the one that was now lifeless and unresponsive, the one that now had a blade stuck in it with blood flowing as profusely as it did in a waterfall.He would bring her back.He stood up with her on his lap, and walked to the outside of the cell, where Kyree was staring at him with those deep eyes."Why are you still here?" the dragon asked in a cold, cutting way, with an arched lip that matched his "I thought you didn't care" he turned his now silver eyes to Ethel, eyes that now carried melancholy and regret."I had to be sure you wouldn't make a joke when you left," he said as he fixed his sapphire gaze on the corpse, "did you kill her?" he seemed to try to keep his tone unchanged, but clearly failed when he sounded embarrassed and frightened."Why do you care?" the silver eyes stared at him "do you want to pretend that she matters now?" he spoke trying to contain the scream he wanted to give, the anger he wanted to throw at

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽He had seen her again, had met those violet eyes he had seen lifeless, had seen that white hair without being stained with a viscous, icy crimson.He just saw her, being a child and simply... living."This... makes me happy," his forearm covered his eyes, eyes that could no longer stand the light coming into them, "I hope you're not an idiot like the first time," he smiled at the thought, wondering if she could ever reach that level again, if she would ever fall in love with that unhappy celestial.No, she couldn't.He hoped something would confirm that she was smarter than he expected."She has her memories, there's no way…" the silver-eyed man found himself answering his own questioning "only if he really thought he could change something, and this... clearly isn't the case" his voice was getting lower, worried "there's no way to change something like that, he's an imbecile of a Maverick" his teeth clenched, clenched, clen

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽He kept looking at his options, what would be the culprits?Obviously, if they took out the damn archduke and the damn curse that went with it, maybe even that wouldn't be necessary in a way, maybe a culprit wouldn't even show up before that thing they called Kyree sprouted and fell in love with her...but it was good not to remedy, he didn't want to make any mistakes this time."Suspects..., suspects..., suspects…" he started mumbling to himself.Nobles? But what nobles? That family was barely involved in anything, you barely heard Verena's name in the gossip wheels, they were practically erased in this matter, and only stand out in a way by their title..., so something from within would be more likely?"On her mother's part? No, what would be the motive? It's a distant place and they're a family of priests, plus the place goes well...from her father? Who is left? That old woman with the sour face?"He took the artifact and ac