Eight Child lost for a man 24

Eight Child lost for a man 24

 

Alaric was the type of person who held grudges

If I didn’t make him happy, he would make sure I didn’t feel joy either

The flowerbed I had painstakingly cultivated was torn down, replaced with the peonies Vivienne adored

The pavilion Alaric had built for me on the high hill was enclosed, and only Vivienne was allowed to visit

All the places I once loved were now gone

This palace had become my prison

But it didn’t matter. I was dying anyway, and death would bring me release

One day, a servant came to my quarters with orders to dismantle the swing Alaric had made for me

After a moment of thought, I poured a bucket of oil onto it and set it on fire

“No need to bother. Just burn it all,I said, sitting on the doorstep and watching the scene unfold

A group of servants scrambled to pour water on the flames, but by the time the fire was out, all that remained of the swing were the scorched, red iron rods

That servant sighed heavily, unsure how to report back

As he left, he bent his waist and sighed, Your Majesty, please don’t be angry with me. His Majesty has been causing a great deal of trouble, but it’s only because he cares for you. That’s why he’s acting out.” 

I grinned, unconvinced. Alaric cared for me

Well, this would make it all the more painful for him in the end

I stood up, brushing off the dust. His things, his rules. I don’t care. Let him take whatever he wants.” 

As I turned to leave, Alaric’s mocking voice came from behind

Such spine, my lady. Then you won’t mind if Vivienne chooses one moresouvenir.‘ 

My heart skipped a beat

Vivienne’s expression souredshe didn’t like being used as a pawn in a petty quarrel. But still, she turned toward me, coyly agreeing

Her finger swirled in the air before finally pointing to the sickly kitten Elara was holding. I nearly screamed, No! It’s mine!” 

Alaric’s gaze was cold, his voice devoid of warmth

ཛི  ྃ ཙྭ བྷ གཽ ཝཾ ོ 

Did you forget? Everything in this palace belongs to me. Only what I give you is truly yours.” 

He knew how much I cherished the kitten

Vivienne knew it too, and that was precisely why she was taking it from me

She wanted to rob me of everything that brought me even the smallest bit of joy. 

Because I was merely her substitute

A substitute who had no right to laugh, no right to be happy

She was out for revenge, and she wouldn’t stop until I was completely broken. 

The kitten was locked in a cage, its tiny claws scraping helplessly against the bars as it cried out in fear

The sound broke my heart

I dropped to my knees, tears streaming down my face as I begged, I was wrong. Pleasedon’t take it away. I can’t live without it.” 

collapsed to the floor, sobbing like a child

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I wiped away my tears, forcing a bitter smile. Please, don’t take it. I beg you.” 

Vivienne, however, was unbothered. She crouched in front of the cage, smiling sweetly. 

“Alaric, do you remember? When you lost my cat as a child, it looked just like this one. Perhaps it’s come back to me to repay me.” 

Her voice was soft, but there was a cruel glint in her eyes as she shot me a look of triumph

Her mocking tone shattered my last hope

I watched as Alaric’s expression went cold

In the end, he took my kitten away

Even after I had begged, I had nothing left

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Eight Child lost for a man

Eight Child lost for a man

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