What you really need was someone who really 'see' you, not the one that always (only) 'smile' at you.
What you want was someone who 'listen', not the one that 'talk' behind you.
You didn't need answer because you never wanted it from the start. You just wanted that at least someone understand your position and condition. You just wanted that at least there was someone who had the same idea as you and supported you for that.
This life hadn't been fun before you do something mischievous, everyone should try it while they still could. They said that life was boring, if you learn about it, it'll be more tedious. This was not the reason you should use to avoid what you must do, but each of us have limit, right?
Rest if you are tired. No one would get angry on you. If there were any, and you couldn't show your fist on them because of some circumstances, you should count. One… two… three… until those 'banned' lost its authority.
Got it?
"Father!"
"W-why did you leave the matter of Sister? I can't take it! They're definitely the ones who killed Sister, why are you shielding them?!"
Even a high noble could not do anything regarding royalty, that was what he want to say, but his teeth kept clenching, denying to open his mouth.
He lost her daughter today, his wife passed out after hearing the news, and his son couldn't take the decision. The truth was his daughter was died due to poisoning. Even if it's just a glance, anybody would know that his daughter died of poison because her lips looked darkened.
The problem was… the royal. Although his daughter was not engaged to any of the prince, she was adored by the princes and the candidates of crown princess. Almost no one didn't realize that she had a great power on bringing down the noble hierarchy. Though she never intended to so.
From here on, even if it was not the Emperor who personally killed or asked someone to kill his daughter… he and the royal, was finished here. He had enough of the heavy atmosphere, he had enough of those two-faced people, really enough… his daughter, beloved daughter that he cherished a lot gone forever…
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"Father, who are those two?"
The two little girl mentioned immediately hid behind the Viscount.
"Rafa, Nia, say 'hello' to your elder brother…" The Viscount said with a warm smile as he kneeled down in front of the little girl.
Those little girls lifted their face, facing the boy far in front of them, about 3 meters before them.
"Rafa," said the one with different colors eyes (odd eyes) while pointing at herself. "Nia." She said again as she pointed at the other girl with a pair of golden eyes.
"Papa, when will we go to bath? Nia has wound to treat…" said the odd eyes little girl, Rafa.
"Now, Rafa, Papa will bring you two to the bathroom." The Viscount replied with a smile on his face as he carefully lifted those two little girls in his arms.
"Fathe…"
"We will talk later, Dominique. She needs to be treated immediately." The Viscount said coldly to his son as he passed his eldest son.
Dominique clenching his fist. He realized that the girl called 'Nia' had wound, probably around shoulder and chest, the blood looked darkened and dry as if it was happened quite a long time ago and hadn't been treated. He thought that he could not ignore that and decided to leave the corridor to his room.
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"Is the water okay?" asked Dominique.
"!" Rafa and Nia looked surprised.
They were in the bathroom, they asked the maid to let them wash themselves and they would call if they need the maid. And here Dominique, their elder-brother-tobe, casually came into the bathroom.
"We… were bathing…" Rafa said slowly as she quickly took a towel from the wooden case beside the bathtub to cover her and her sister's body.
Dominique casually approached, even pulled the towel away.
Of course, Rafa and Nia tried to cover their body with their hand, though it's useless. At least they tried.
Without any word, Dominique stretched his hand towards Nia and that gesture made Rafa hit his hand with an upset face.
"We. Were. Bathing." Rafa angrily stated those three words.
"Ah… I see… I was wrong." Dominique faintly smiled. "I only want to see the wound, if the wound cleaned poorly, it would cause an infection and it hurt a lot… may I?"
Nia looked at Rafa with wary. Rafa stared at Dominique, as if she was looking deep inside of Dominique to ensure herself that Dominique would not do any no-good.
"Okay…"
Nia stared at Dominique with a worrisome look. Then, she showed the wound, though she's hesitant to.
Dominique looked at the wound. It looked like a wound resulted from a dull blade, Dominique predicted. It's not too deep, but it's still caused much blood loss. There's even a few black-bloody layer on that wound.
Dominique touched the wound gently and moved his lips really fast, spelling something. A greenish light shone on the wound and the broken tissue slowly recovered.
"This…" Nia furrowed her left eyebrow with a confusion. "… healing magic."
"Wow, Big Bro could do a high-level healing magic at this age?" Rafa gasped with an amazed expression.
As the most important wound recovered, though it's still needed to be checked with appraisal magic, it resulted quite a good new layer on the skin.
Rather than that, "How could you know about healing magic? Even you know the level…" This thing bugged Dominique quite a lot.
Healing magic was not a common thing to know. If it was the church apprentice, it would not be weird. But, if it was the commoner or even the children from slums, it would be weird to know even could recognize the magic level.
Rafa tilted her head a little, "There is a plate with the name. As Big Bro used the high-level healing magic just now, the high-level section and the healing magic aptitude section shone in greenish light." Rafa explained.
"You…"
"!" Looked like Rafa suddenly became wary as she saw Dominique had a change of face.
"I'm worry." Dominique apologized as he tried to change his expression to a gentler one.
"Now, Rafa," Dominique stretched his hand a little to the front of Rafa. A appeared a small purplish fire in his palm, added by little bluish lights surrounded the fire. "could you see what is this?"
Dominique hoped what he thought was not true. But, instead of showing confusion, Rafa casually told the thing she saw.
"A unique-level fire magic and a low-class ice skill." Rafa said with eyes looking at Dominique, but as if looking at the front of Dominique and not Dominique himself.
Upon hearing the reply, Dominique sighed.
"Okay, you've been too long in the water. You might catch a cold." Dominique said as he took a clean towel from the upper wooden shelf in the bathroom and wrapped it around Nia's body, then Rafa and lifted them one by one out of the bathtub.
"Rafa is wrong?" Rafa asked as she pulled Dominique right sleeve.
Dominique smiled at Rafa, "No, you full markah."
[Full Markah is different from full score, it's higher than full score. Simply put like in tests, A+ plus bonus points, like that]
"Ihihi…" Rafa giggled and showed a cheerful grin.
As Rafa seeing Dominique lifted and brought Nia in his arm outside of the bathroom, Rafa whispered to herself.
"We're the 'blade', we're the 'brain', and we're the 'dawn'. I wonder who will be the 'next'…"
"Rafa?"
"Ah? Big Brother?" Rafa lifted his head as she saw Dominique came back, then lifted her in his arm.
"I will take care of you both, you both are my sisters after all." Dominique gently smiled to Rafa.
'You would regret it though…'
A week after, Dominique's fiance was found dead, assassinated with a slit in the throat. Dominique didn't seem to care that much though.
Who's the killer? Of course, 'Dawn Lady'. Sharing the same fitur, they could easily finished off anyone. Anytime, anything, any worse case, they would 'clean' them off until sparkly.
They're the 'blade', they're the 'brain', they're the 'dawn'. They're life could be taken by no one. As the sun rise then 'sleep' again, the 'beast' would surely come to get you again.