"Cecile, please call them to the dining hall."
"They have been waiting for you before you came out of the young lady's room." the young maid replied.
She was right. The two knights stood near the door in the hallway.
"You were here the whole time?"
They replied that Cecile saw them outside and that she was the one to lead them here.
Sloane patted her shoulder. She was nearly the same height as Cecile. It wasn't that she was short. But the members of Nirvanas had a hereditary trait that they were taller than an average human.
This was due to their history of living in cold mountain regions of the country.
They quietly had dinner after Azriel joined them.
Sloane saw them off with Cecile. Jack was more concerned about Yulia's health. He knew that the second young miss was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
One slight hit and she would break into pieces.
He had been with the sisters since he was four.
Before they parted, Jack hesitated for a moment.
"Jack?" Nine looked at him.
He tightly clenched his fists and turned back where Sloane was.
"My lady I will accept your proposal. I want to move forward. I know it will take time but I don't want to drag others behind with me."
Sloane smiled faintly and reassured him that all that needs to be done is to prepare themselves to move to their new home.
-"A week has already passed. Yulia is still unconscious. Should I write a letter to Lord Sebastian?"
She lay on the bed wondering how to overcome the obstacles that blocked her way to lead a smooth life with her family.
"mmm~Life is rough." She mumbled in her sleep.
Cecile kissed her good night and quietly left her room.
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"It's dark." Sloane woke up and looked around.
She looked around for a fire lamp.
She heard a sound and looked again.
"Who's there."
She saw a woman lighting a lamp in the other corner of her room.
"Cecile! Thank goodness you are here." She trotted towards her.
"Cecile? Is something wrong? Why are you not speaking?"
She tried to look at the young woman's face who had her face against the wall holding the candle.
"You... a murderer." the woman replied.
"W-What?" Sloane's voice began to tremble.
"Cecile, why are you being like this?"
Sloane forced her to turn to her. As the woman turned around, to her horror the maid's eyes were crying tears of blood and her left arm was cut clean off from the shoulder.
Sloane backed away scared as she slowly approached her repeating the same words over and over again.
"I should never have followed you. You are the reason I am in this state." She cried.
"N-no...How can this be?"Her heart raced rapidly.
Crash*
The windows of her room were shattered by stones and bricks.
She heard cries from outside.
" Get them! They are the traitors of our kingdom."
"We want justice."
"Execute the devils. Burn them!"
Sloane ran towards the windows. She saw a huge crowd holding fire torches which together, looked like a sea of flames.
"What's going on?"
She looked around the room to get her sword and glanced at the mirror.
Her eyes widened with shock.
-"It can't be. Did I go back to the future?"She was not seeing her twelve-year-old self anymore.
"Sister, Help me!" She heard the faint cries of a girl.
"Yulia!"
She tried to run out of the room but was stopped by Cecile.
"You will pay the price."
Sloane pushed her away with fury. But the young maid grabbed her with one arm dropping the lamp on the floor.
"Uggh.Get off me." She tried to push her away.
Suddenly another figure appeared before her. She saw a young man in his late teens in a knight's uniform standing in front of her holding his sword.
"J-Jack!"For a moment she was relieved but when she saw his distrustful, bloodthirsty lifeless eyes.
-" He is the same as others."
"Because of you, my parents died." He pointed his sword at her.
"A life will cost a life." He charged at her.
Clash*
She opened her eyes and found herself kneeling with her head in the guillotine. The people who were with her to the end of her family's demise were watching her in satisfaction.
And the disgusting sight of the murderer.
"This is what you deserve. Sloane De Nirvana." He laughed like a tyrant.
"Charles you bastard!"
She saw behind her. The people who with her stood as death row convicts were none other than her father and the cursed prince.
They did not look at her.
-"Father?Lord Sebastian?"
The guard declared the crimes of her family.
"On this day, the criminal worst of the worst, who..."
"This should not have happened." Sloane tearfully looked back.
And saw a light approaching her.
"Live long my child." A women's voice whispered.
She gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Ugh!"
Sloane suddenly took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
The same ceiling under which she slept at night.
-"A dream?"
She slowly got up and looked around.
It was four in the morning.
"My head hurts."She put her hand on her forehead.
-"It was a dream huh. Thank goodness."
She poured herself a glass of water.
Touching her pendant she felt it cold around her neck. She trembled in fear.
"Mother."