A/N- Dear readers I will be going on a short hiatus from today till Feb 25 due to...MY BOARDING SCHOOL! Seriously this school thing has definitely troubled me and all of you as well but please stick till than coz I got no choice either (sucks being a student ರ╭╮ರ .)
Emilia sighed as she glanced at the newspaper which arrived that day. The topic was the same as usual but the body was far twisted than the truth making the conclusion end as a whole damn lie...
'The Lord of Crime is on the hunt again."
Within a week the count of nobles in London were decreasing again but this time the murderer's name was known to everyone...The Lord of Crime aka William James Moriarty.
He continued with his plans each day when the darkness spread like a blanket engulfing the whole of London, not a single place left uncovered. Alber on the other hand, kept on handling the politics, House of Lords and the government as a whole.
The pressure was getting quite evident which started affecting the rest of the household members with nervousness. They couldn't help but feel sad and helpless when they thought of how both of them were handling the worse side of the plan.
Emilia was also suffering the worst of it in the interior. William started ignoring her and almost spend 20/24 hours all alone. With no conversations taking place she started getting anxious and clueless of what she should actually do. Knowing that he did deserve alone time at moments like this she kept it like that for a while but she knew that she had to start talking to him soon.
Even with the grief moments going on, Emilia knew she couldn't give up now...she had to fix everything but how can she? She didn't want to be a rebel to him or his plans in any possible way for her loyalty was tied in a knot to him but how could she...as a lover, as his wife...stand the fact that he had to sacrifice himself all alone?
Emilia thrashed the newspapers in the dustbin harshly soon letting a frustrating groan. She let out a sigh while caressing the red scarf which was resting on the bed.
"I wish we just lived a peaceful life in a kind world..."
But she knew that it was almost the end of the long plan they had been continuing for years and years, and it was far too late to turn back. All of them were involved in this hazardous plan than why did William decide to sacrifice himself all alone...?
(Flashback~)
"...This is unacceptable!" Emilia slammed down the papers harshly on the table leading everyone except William to flinch.
"Exactly! If brother goes than I too..." Louis reasoned, himself disagreeing with the new plan which was planned on the paper. But Moran didn't stop himself from speaking out further as well,
"Louis, William's plans and orders are absolute. It doesn't do any good to bring up the story anymore."
"...Yes, William you mean...you have an idea? We can keep the mansion alive for the time being." Albert spoke with a heavy heart yet he had to maintain the facade and stick to it...after all he truly believed in his small brother William.
"Yes...I am sorry brother. You will have to bear the burden of deunication..." William replied back with a tone filled with guilt which everyone could feel. "I don't mind. It doesn't compare to what you intend to face alone." Albert said.
"So you want us to handle the grudge filled people who will eventually turn up at the manor do you?" Emilia asked with a plain face filled with mixed emotions which made it hard to distinguish the emotions.
"...Ah, I asked you Jack." William answered, slightly ignoring Emilia.
"William please don't..."
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The red string(William James moriarty)|| Moriarty The Patriot
FanfictionThis is the story of a girl named Emilia,who was engaged to the real William James moriarty. Her heart never belonged to him, it belonged to the boy with the red eyes. For they were bonded by the red string of fate... *The picture belongs to its res...
