(HER PRISON) “ME?” Beatrice giggles, thinking about her current state and the prison that she is locked away from the rest. Into the deeper subconsciousness of JK, yet, unlike how Winona had done it, how HE wanted it to be, she isn’t asleep, but in chain. More to that than she ever wanted. It is better to be chained than to be asleep at the same time. “Do they really think that they can suppress me in this little petty way that they have done?” Her ego is blowing. Still thinking highly of herself with that fact that she is almost just like HIM. The being that is pure in anyway and everything that is possible and impossible to anyone’s comprehension. The darkness and the real definition of Yin. “Tsk!” she smirks. “A pure darkness will never be put down that easily.” Her pride raises, and without any seconds to spare and left to waste. She draws a small pentagram, the only thing that she can do while she is trap inside of JK. The pentagram of foresee and ow

(SECOND CHOICE) EYES fix her plan and the two names that she currently had at hand. Beatrice confidently smiles as she writes another name and reads the words. “Peter Cairo.” Her interest is twerking by the identity of the person that somehow from the long run of this cursed book, hadn’t introduced that much. Not alone, but lurking his way into the side and a bit into the darkness. Beatrice knew that she just found another prey to become that other piece of her chess. The piece that she will put under the bishop. “Well, let us see what I can get from you.” She draws a sinister smile and looks at her prey’s profile. Setting her eyes on the words that will be her key to dragging her prey into the hole where she wanted him to be. “Sagittarius.” The Greek Zodiac name took her interest immediately. The Zodiac that she neither likes nor hated. The sign that is the easiest one to be fooled from the rest of them. “Well, I guess I’ll be hitting

(PETER’S MELODY) THE music box plays, as a melody echoes into that small and dim prison room. On his knees and crying, the little boy who did nothing of any sin is being punished in exchange for freedom and some petty gold for his family’s life and future. “I hate to be here. Someone, could someone accompany me for a while?” His little simple wish. Not for his freedom, nor a chance to get out of her cold prison under the dungeon of the cruel and powerful family in the city. He is chosen to be a doll of the family’s young master and forced to take the sin that he didn’t commit. “Regret is nothing but a word itself.” His principle and conviction that’s keeping him sane from the harsh and poor reality that he is born into. The only path that someone like him could ever have. “This place is just too lonely for me.” The protest of his slowly dire heart. Didn’t mind the cold nor the food that wasn’t served to him in time and sometimes none. All he wante

(HIS VOICE) THE music box is playing and Peter’s smile is genuine, just like how glad he is feeling after finishing the song that he promises for the Shrine Priestess. “Lacie’s Melody.” He whispers. Looking at the words that perfectly describes how he sees the Maiden and how warm he felt since the day he becomes her friend. “Just a smile, and it is all enough for me.” The exchange that he only wanted. Just a simple way and appreciation that he surely knew that he will have. With the Maiden’s pure heart and smiles, that is the only thing he wishes to have. “Alright! I better do this right, no, it should be perfect!” He convinces and made it as his conviction for himself. All the hope and dream that he pours into the song for the person that he treasures just like how everyone is, and might as well more than anyone could. “My melody.” The words and meaning of the Lacie that he interpreted and put meaning about. He then plays the music box tha

(ENVIOUS HEART) “COME with me. From now on you are one of us.” Not even had the choice to hesitate anymore from the deal that he just took. Peter took Alliah’s hand to change his life and the path that he’s been walking his entire life. “That’s right. I like that expression that I am seeing with you right now.” Out from that cold and dimly lit prison. Paying the sin that he never commits. His life is out for a new start. “I’ll be in your care, Alliah.” “No, please, you are not.” Alliah protested, but not rejecting that thought from Peter. “You are on your own. I’ll just be giving you a head start that’s all. The rest is up to you.” The deal that was made at that very moment in time. Now with conviction and the reason to move forward. Peter doesn’t think of anything right now, but to be with the Maiden whom he grows to care about more than anything in the world. “Let’s go, there are plenty of things that we need to work on with you.” The