It was around four, late in the afternoon when Chaol's carriage arrived at the Capital. Along with Yvonne and Owl, they descended the cart and headed towards the Palace's gates.
The people stared at him obsequiously as the cloaked Night Hallowed walked towards the sentrymen in the afternoon daylight. Yvonne and Owl were wearing long dark cloaks with their hoods concealing their faces. Chaol wore nothing but his plain, midnight suit.
"Escort them to the King." of the sentries told another one.
The sentry then led the trio onto the path where Captain Ironfield and Yuran waited. They approached them.
"You're early, Count." Yuran greeted him.
"I departed early in the morning for this,
"Hmmm..." Asty was put in a bad disposition when she was surrounded by the Night Hallows on the dinner table. From clockwise we have Chaol, Asty, Errol, Owl, and Yvonne all seated with their plates of food above the table. "Stop staring Yvonne and focus on your food." Chaol told her. Yvonne would then steal glances at Asty who have become conscious of her constant peeking. "Do you want a drumstick, Miss Yvonne?" Asty asked her and offered the bowl of chicken to the woman. "Hmmm..." Yvonne took two pieces of drumstick and casually takes a bite out of it. She continues to hum the obvious word 'hm
"It looks good on Errol!" Lana laughed pleasantly as she lowered the tape measure which she used on the male. "I see, that's reassuring." "Errol! Look over here." Asty waved at him. Errol turned around while avoiding the two's faces. He was still shy and timid as ever. "Whoa... Errol really looks like a prince, doesn't he?" Asty gaped. "Indeed. I have never thought he would be as attractive as he would be now." The creature hid his face with his long, dark hair. "He's shy." Asty said.
Galloping of a horse. This was the indication that Chaol, Owl, and Yvonne had arrived from whatever business they attended to. It was already six the evening when the trio arrived from the City. "We brought some stuff! Come help!" Yvonne yelled from outside. Asty immediately opens the door and rushes to help them carrying huge boxes. Errol, too followed Asty as she runs towards them to help. "You guys did some shopping?" Asty asked as she reached over to one of the boxes behind the carriage. "Yes. I hate to admit it, but my home is too plain." Chaol replies and proceeded to stack two of the cartons for him to carry.
Slumber PartyEveryone was gathered in the living room of Count Chaol's castle. Seated on their respective places, each one of them listened to the mighty Yvonne as he proceeds to clear her throat."Alright. Listen up, everyone. I have gathered you this evening for a gaudemus news. Today, marks Asty's 29th day with us, and thus I want to announce that today we will be having what humans usually call... a slumber party!"Asty's eyes widened. "Eh? A party? For me?""Yeah!" Yvonne confirms. "Tonight is going to be all about you, sweetheart."Asty rubbed her temples in embarrassment and scratched her nape."This is so wonderful
Errol, Lana, Asty, and Yvonne snuggled together under a huge, fluffy blanket. They had a small oil lamp in the middle which illuminated the shadows they made from the inside. They were giggling. Yvonne reaches out to the bowl of snacks and took a few pieces in her mouth. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "I'll go get it." Asty offers and slowly slipped herself away from under the sheets. "Wait!" Asty pulled her creased clothes and flattened them as she opened the door. "Yes?" It was Owl. "Can we borrow Errol for a minute?" "Oh sure, why?" she asked, feeling a bit relieved that finally, someone had been acknowledging Errol's presence. "Are you boys having a slumber party t
The master of the household woke up to loud thuds and metallic banging of utensils. Because of Chaol's heightened hearing senses, he could almost hear every frequency of the scraping of metal. The male sloppily gets up and rubs his tired forehead.He was feeling dizzy, he was never good at tolerating alcohol like Owl did, but he manages. He ran his fingers over his dark hair and stretched his neck.He starts to get up and stretch more, then he fixes his bed and gets out of his room. What in the world was going on and why is he hearing such an unbearable sound of scraping?He walks towards the corridors and dragged his feet onto the kitchen and peeked.It was morning and everyone is awake.&
"Asty! Asty!"Asty opened her eyes, but immediately closed them when the rays of the sun directly hits her tired, orange lenses."Yes?" she replied, still sleepy."You've gotta hear this!"Asty could determine that faint, raucous voice even from behind the bedroom door. A smile forms on her lips and she immediately gets up to stretch her limbs."What is it, Yvonne?""I ain't spilling the tea unless you open this door, girl." she sassed at her.Asty slowly opened the door, revealing Yvonne in a very womanly, black, laced dress.
Asty sprinted faster than the wind when she finally sets her foot inside their village's entrance gate. It only consisted of a huge wooden bamboo fence with a gaping watchtower for wolves on two sides.She could hear those familiar chattering and commotion once again. The feeling of deja vu wallowed her entire mind as she could hear the booming and yelling of their marketplace.The sight of children running and lively vendor stalls appeared before Owl and Asty's eyes. They could see the folks trading and talking with each other. The laughing and yelling."It is loud in here, huh." Owl spoke from beside her as they walked."Mhmm! It goes on until sunset!""Do you f