from all sides

Suddenly samiel woke up from his sleep with a large gasp,greedily gulping down the air and even choking on it.

His door was suddenly swung open and two guards

entirely wrapped with black clothes with pairs of short swords rushed inside.

His entire body was shaking,his vision was blurry, and his body was soaked in his own sweat.

"Young lord are you okay!!!" One of the guards called out

Without looking towards them,he waved his hands saying—"you may leave, nothing is of worry warranty in the grounds"

They didn't respond only stood their and looked at him weirdly and ask

"what is wrong young lord?"

"I said LEAVE"— He roared in order.

This made the guards quickly retreat and close the door.

The worries in their eyes were apparent for all to see, for it was truly strange for the calm and easy going heir to snap so suddenly.

After a few minutes of forcefully calming down himself, he lead back on the bed.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, his disarrayed mind was slowly coming back in an orderly consciousness.

I was certain I died, not only did I die but I died to my own mother. It felt so realistic that I could somehow still experience her drowning me in the water... The taste of my salted tears and the sourness of my throat from screaming for her to stop as father watch all this unfold—

Sighing in relief

"Luckily it was only a dreadful dream" he said with a fearful voice.

"What dream, it sounded more like a nightmare to me" his mother whom uninvited entered the room said.

She most have been informed by the guard's about the situation. For an heir to have waken up gasping like a drowning man, it was something weird in the eyes of the servants.

"You came mother.....may we be a Star" he greeted

,"may we be a star....." She walked close to him and put her hands on his for head, then his neck and lastly she checked his tongue and eyes.

"it does not seems to be related to the rain you soaked yourself in yesterday....are you alright? " She asked.

"yes beloved mother... nothing to worry about" he said.

"Good. I have instructed the servants to pour hot water for you, quickly take your bath and come down to meet my and the professor" she said as she started walking towards the door with slow steps.

"The professor? Alright..."

Forty and half minutes later, the boy Samiel stood before his mother and a middle age man around the age sixty.

The man was wearing a simple white robe and a his black-grey hair was bonded like a bun.

"So....lad you are saying your heart reverse research has reached its final point? I recall you only starting the research half a week ago.... Human heart reconstruction phaotic isn't something that would take that early to solve? And you know that's all in theories so it's result would even be more uncertain" the man asked

"professor are you perhaps doubting my ability to solve that xetraxix?" The boy, samiel asked

"Far from it, it would have been alien for you to perform less... But I'll still have to verify though."—the professor said with a simple and stagnant expression.

"I'll immediately transfer them to your study once I all things needed to be said are said" he spoke as he turned his head towards his mother as he spoke those words.

Tapping the table twice,his mother, myaiser spoke with a calm and straightforward voice—"samiel, your bride will be arriving this evening and you are to express the very essence of all the highborn. Be bright, be charming, be slightly humble yet arrogant seven-tenth as much"

Looking piercingly at him she added–" and make sure not to vitiate the name of our household"

"Yes lady mother...." Samiel answered, but in his mind he was a little abstract in thoughts.

They have found a bride.. which lineage is she from?sram, nrutas or even sunaru.... It can't possibly be any of the other household's since our relationship with them them isn't something close enough to even consider a political marriage... —although he let his thoughts wonder, ninety percent of his mind was on his mother after speech, which were simply instructions on how a lorsheir should behave in presence of their to be main wife....

*Later, he was sent away as his mother and the professor were fervently discussing about something. if not for his mother's hate for gossip,he would have mistaken it for such.

Walking thoughtlessly towards the lorsheir abode. on his way he came across a twelve year old boy with similar features to himself and a twin with blood hair.

The boy was slightly taller than his age, with a casual expression and a pair of deep peering eyes. His attire was sown from black arachnia silk, threaded thickly with a crimson colored thread and his boots were made from the leather of a aesg back leather turtle.

His presence was casual yet refined and his eyes were deeply attentive, disregarding all identifications as a child's.

comfortably walking by his side where two young and completely identical girls.

There were wearing simple yet 'flowerless' red dress, on their neck's were necklaces made of strand black precious material's with a symbol of a black sun or a white moon on each of their necklaces respectively.

This were

–"Noaiel, solarrah, lunarrah where might you all be going now, could your beloved elder brother tag along?" Samiel asked with a much affectionate expression compared to the ones he has been displaying to other's.

"We are going to meet lady mother, do you perhaps know we she may be?" The boy said with a simple smile.

The boy is samiel's younger step sibling,while the twin are daughters of his uncle.

NOAIEL standing in the household IS pretty high, NOT only because he is of the DIRECT line but also because he is the most beloved CHILD OF The LADY OF THE HOUSEHOLD. Touching him slightly would course for a full out massacre of someone's bloodline.

"Lady Mother?she is in the lesser star shaker hall currently talking to professor gnitsieph haizin heisting"—samiel mouthed

"samy, you know professor haizen doesn't like it when he's entire name is called sooooo unceremoniously"—one of the twin said with an exaggerated expression. this was the one with the moon headed neck chain.

,they all giggle with the professor being the center of the joke. Must people wouldn't understand theirs words (or it simply the author not knowing how to write jokes;—authors note)

"Alright,if you would excuse us we will take our leave now" noaiel said with his casual tune.

"alright...tell the professor he will be seeing the the files in his study" samiel said as he started walking towards his quarters.

Far from the dominion ranges of the retipuj household, in an entirely different territory. At the heart of their capital state, in a large castle made with blooddrake granet and volcanic dust harden limestone's as main material's.

Walking slowly and refinely through one of the corridor's of the castle,was a young maiden at the age of fifteen with puberty displaying it greatest works on her body.

Her dressing style are similar to that of samiel mother, mostly consisting of black tight yet large dress and a black cloth covering her face preventing all attempts of admirers. She was also carrying a black folding fan with silver decorations and a symbol of a household at the center.

Behind her were two maids in black and crimson clothing with veiling that only reveals the eyes of the wearer.

In all her movements, she was silent and unhesitating. her chin constantly up and her back straight.

"Pherelyn..."—a voice came from behind.

Without even turning her head, she could immediately tell whom the voice belongs to.

"Enroid,what can I help you with?"— she asked with a low yet shaky voice.

"the lady of the household has asked me to take you to the kniph garmentmaker ....and to escort you to her angel cap garden pond afterwards"–said young man in his late tens spoke with a smirk. His hair was of ginger red and he was considered handsome for the set standards.

The kniph garment makers? Egh..those people make me uncomfortable—she thought

"Why are we going there now? Aren't we only supposed to go once we are going to my future Lord's place?or perhaps.... "—her voice sounded calmer yet still low.

"That right... You're about to meet your new OWNER"—enroid said with his smile growing evilly wider, that even the two maid's behind her fearfully retreated because of the madness exuding from his being.

The body of the maiden who's name is pherelyn vibrated slightly upon hearing the owner yet she quickly hide it.

"No one is my master... I am a sister of the sha-aam'mu divine church and soon I will become a lady of an household mind how you speak before me" she said as she stared deathstill into his eyes from within the clothing.

Enroid could feel her cold gaze from behind the veil and could somehow feel threatened by it. This however coursed him to boil with anger yet fearful of his unsightly end if he was to lay a hand on her, he simply throw back his head and turned around with annoyance.

"Make sure to keep up... You dirty slut" he said, whispering the last part as he grumbled away.

Without anyone noticing pherelyn clenched harms tightly.

One of the maid said from behind—"my lady are you okay"

Pherelyn nodded without looking back, she simply stared at the moving back of the livid enroid.

"My lady, keep not what he said to heart.... Your future is casted in gold and much more brilliant than the likes of sir enroid"—the other maid said with a much more mature air her compared to the other.

"thank you owym,vidiar.... For the support which you have given to me throughout all my long experienced years of endless oppressions and sorrow...if not for the both of you,I would hav—" Pherelyn couldn't finish her word's before enroid's angry voice barked at them from afar.

—"are you coming 'miss soon to be lady of household'!"—

She sighed and started walking once more. Her steps as even and calm as ever, without rush nor hurry.

—"hurry damnit!! I still have my white slaves to play with... And those whores gagman promised me... Dammit hurry the fuck up"—

Yet no matter how much he shouted she remained everso undisturbed.

At another place in a dark and dimly light room, two bodies where constantly entangling and separating.

The was also their silhouettes on the wall dancing with the candle light flame.

The female always seems to want more yet the male isn't up for the challenge.

Very quickly their 'fight' stopped from the exhaustion of the male silhouette.

Climbing down from the bed the female said as she packed her hair—"your thoughts process are madding to the brainless thinkers and closed minded, yet your plans has always lead to a bountiful harvest every harvest festival... Yet at times like this even the must brightest minds would be confused..."

Pausing briefly and picking up a glass of wine from a nearby table..after taking a sip, she continued

–"just why.... Why would you join hands with those warcrazed bastards and go against the retipuj household, isn't this basically considered treason by the imperial law of the crown?"

After she was done speaking,she waited for his reply yet after waiting for some time in pure silence without any signs of him responding. She started to feel discomfort from the silence

What wrong with him... Could it be... Is he... What is he thinking—this type of thoughts started creeping into her mind.

But at the next moment a voice of an old crow sounded... His voice was like the ugly whisper of old age and the hopelessness of humanities final moments.

—"I told you to reduce your movement speed, yet you keep thrashing up and down against my cock... Are you planning on killing me perhaps? You know I'm still young yet you want me to die so early... Are you that heartless? " He bombarded her with questions and blames.

All praises I've said so far towards this old crow....I take them back, he is just senile old man hungry for a wasteful life and money— she complained in her mind.

"But to your question... Well, you may not know this but the retipuj is one of the oldest households in the entire crowns governance and even the entire mutual center" he said as he quickly took out a bottle of wine hidden underneath his bed.

This wine seemed abnormally old, he unskillfully uncocked it and turned into a glass himself.

"So?" —she asked as she didn't get the massage he was trying to convey.

"The retipuj is a household built on mountains of corpses and rivers of blood....their estimated kill count is seven small kingdoms worth head's...and that counting from the seven household head" he said with a calm face while sipping on his wine slightly.

Her face was displaying a different expression to his... Infact, her expression was the opposite of his.

"That bullshit!" She screamed with exasperation.

"Not even the royal household can claim that much heads nor even the other borderline households!!" She said fearfully

"Quiet down will you or do you perhaps want us executed?" The old crow asked.

This quickly calmed her down.

"I also thought same when I Heard it newly.... But after some deeper verification I had no choice but to believe." He said as he picked up a pipe from the side and started smoking.

The woman stretched forth her slim hands towards the aged wine bottle, abandoning the original expensive wine which she was drinking.

But the old crow was faster as he quickly put it far from her reach.

"And who might be feeding you such nonsense?"—she asked

"the second shadow....'exhale'" he said as he exhaled out the smoke afterwards.

"...how much?" She asked after giving up on the aged wine.

"A....fuck tun" the man relaxed face immediately harden upon remembering something. But very quickly it returned back to relaxed and comfortable.

"But I'll make back my money's worth.... Just as the retipuj's have crazy kill counts, that pales in comparison to their wealth.....you should know the kingdom is owing them a dept for over five generations due"

"But if they are so strong...why are you risking your entire bloodline on such a brainless gamble, isn't such action a death wish?" She asked back her original question.

"You don't need to worry, This time—(he look at her, even without them seeing each other faces through the dimly light space, she could somehow see his eyes fill with nothing but pure hatred and bloodlust

)—Their enemies are from all directions"