"Are you Thomas?" the girl asked. She had straight black hair that reached slightly above her middle back. She also wore a black narrow-like ball gown style dress. The sleeves reached the wrists and began to connect to the fingerless lace gloves, while decorated in a silver design similar to that of a spider's webbing. In fact it even reached into the torso and some upper parts of the skirt. The skirt had a laver above it that appeared to be a black translucent fabric which extended to almost touch the ground. She had a red rose design that seemed to pop out on both of her gloves. It matched with her crimson nail polish. She also had a gold necklace with a blood red oval gemstone on it that seemed to unsettle Thomas even more than usual.
"Yes," Thomas replied.
He couldn't help but feel an aura of unease and regality when near her, almost as if she was manifesting it. He felt somewhat nervous as he couldn't see Nelle anymore. Nelle also felt the aura and was confused as she didn't know how they could affect her.
"May we talk", she said before looking beside Thomas, "In private."
Nelle was shocked, she covered her mouth with her hands as she thought about what she had just done. She saw her. She saw her even though she she made herself practically invisible. She wasn't human.
Thomas on the other hand had no idea on what just happened and agreed. They went upstairs to the second floor while Nelle followed far behind. She didn't want to get spotted again.
Thomas hadn't noticed this due to his unease but she was approximately four inches taller him and two inches taller than Nelle. That only added to his unrest. They were then in a hall of rooms with each containing a similar bedroom inside.
"Do you want to do this?" she asked, "Marry me, that is."
"I-I feel as if it's too soon." Thomas replied while feeling anxious, especially after hearing her rather emotionless tone.
She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Oh, good. I didn't want to do this either," she said.
Thomas had relaxed a bit after hearing that and how her voice grew some emotion to it. Barely, but still some.
"You're quiet, I would have expected you to be more, spoiled, I guess."
Thomas felt a bit hurt by that but didn't seem to mind.
"What do you know about the Hungarian Empire?" she asked while slowly walking around Thomas.
"What do you mean?"
"How do you feel about it?" she persisted.
"I don't know?" Thomas responded as he sounded slightly stressed.
She stopped walking. "Alright, I believe you."
Thomas managed to calm down. "Why do you want to know about Hungary?"
"You seem to genuinely be curious, what do you know about how my region has been treated."
"I don't."
She looked at Thomas carefully, he wasn't lying.
"Fine, I'll tell you."
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The broken gear
خيال (فانتازيا)Set in the early 1900s, we follow Thomas Henderforth, a relatively kind noble as well as a skilled warrior born in England Minor. He gets sent to Switzerland to protect one of the 8 gears that controls a positive aspect of humanity. He then encounte...
