House Solon-Agriche ||Boood and Murder||

1st Murder

The night was cold. The air was crisp and fresh from the winter yesterday. "Was it going to rain?" Wondered the long and violet-haired woman who was standing outside of her mansion. It was the day after her father's execution, that the woman, Medea Solon, killed her father indirectly. Not that she felt mercy, it was because she had a lot of things to do, only one down.

"Aish, I still have too much to do. I, I should take a small break." Seeing on how winter has ended in Vassilios, she wondered if Agriche has started to snow. Medea had to consult with her dearest friend, Roxanna Agriche. The cunning head of the Solons went inside the mansion. All with a gloomy aura. "Prepare the carriage at once, we are going at Agriche.

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House Agriche, is a place full of horror. Filled with people who are out of their minds. One of the many houses that nobles around the world feared. One man stood, eyes empty at the countless bodies displayed. "Fufu, eliminating these fools has proved to be the easiest tasks the old man has ever given, shall we be grateful.." Said a woman with blonde hair and eyes as red as ruby and a dress as dark as blood. She turned around to look at the man in a dark turtleneck and black cloak. "Right, Dion?"

The man, Dion, just stared at her blankly and then turned around to pick up his fallen sword. Roxanna didn't care. She went to leave the room when a knight, an Agriche knight ran to her. "Lady Roxanna! There is a visitor for you." Roxanna's eyes squinted slightly annoyed. "Take me there. Oh and Dion, follow me, after we greet the guest, we have to deal with another errand."

Roxanna gently opened the guest room, and to her surprise, it was the new Duke of Solon and her dearest friend. "Medea?" She asked. Medea's smile formed as she went close to give her a hug. "Hello my dear friend, I apologize for coming unannounced." Roxanna smiled at her friend, "Oh no, you are welcome in here much as you like."

Roxanna and Medea sat together and talked. After some time, those two finally had a break. "Actually I came to vent my frustrations. A human sparring doll. Do you have one?" Medea said as she grabbed her sword. Roxanna nodded. "Dion. I need you here."

Dion opened the door and stared. This woman was the crazy ex-crown princess of the Vassilios Empire, now the current Duke. How did he not know that his sister and the Duke were friends? How foolish of him to lack important information. In his eyes, the woman was radiating energy he wanted to inhale. The aura of a psycho. Oh, how he loved it. 

"Dion, my friend wishes to have a short spar with you. Do what she desires, would you? I would be the one who will do what our father asks of us."

"Yes, yes I shall." 

Dion opened the door and walked down the hallway. Long and excruciating hallways of House Agriche. As they went closer, Dion felt Medea's eyes peering at him with interest and curiosity of some sort. 

"Pardon me, but are you staring at me?"