The Grey Storm

17

Lady's first visit
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"Eu Cassrah Minida? Taka jneera e-Ké hina mi neera?" (What crap is this? Am I not welcomed in my own house?) she asked without looking at Isamiona fiddling with her pocket watch as the Korean guards blocked them from coming in, aiming their guns at the visitors. "Apparently the Malagarian staff were dismissed, this is Korean staff. Moseli-Moseli Eüya," (Forgive me Grandmother,) bowing her head, cursing at her Kobe bead sending a threat alert. Lady Lelï huffed hissing in frustration. With one had in her pocket tossing a gun at her granddaughter, the guards all together took a step back. Catching the Bell whistle gun, non bullet but generate energy blasts hefty damages, enough to cause explosions.

Aiming the gun above the leader's head closing her left eye. "If he's not coming, den I'll blow deh gates down. Make sure you got the right target."

"Ay, Eüya." (Yes, Grandmother.)
Isamiona smirked, standing firm tilting her head. "Sin, dat, metah. . .Excellios!" (Three, two, one. . .Fire!) sparks emitted from the barrel to the bullet chambers as a fireball spat out from the gun, a high pitch whistle was heard then a sudden explosion happened blasting the indestructible gates. The guards dropped onto the ground from the explosion causing other bodyguards running, Eüya raised her hand signaling for another round. As soon as she dropped her hand. Isamiona shot again, really blowing the gates off the hinges this time. The Korean guards jumped out of the way, "Eh, needs a remodel. Ivory wood this time." Lady Lelï said pressing fist on her hip, flickering her wrists as her guards ran ahead to check for any threats.

"Eüya. . ." Isamiona dragged out in a whine, "I'm not in the mood to see his face so early," her grandmother's guards rounded up the Korean bodyguards together. "He should have thought about that when he tried to over take my manor," Isamiona took a wet wipe and a towel from the Royal guard, wiping the blood from her face and neck.

The doors of manor were opened to a fuming Iseul, but froze upon seeing his mother—Lady Lelï Anahita Irsa Rosemary, the Lady of Zetharaoh.

"Hmm, dusty. Des Koreans get lazier by the years, useless!" Lady Lelï muttered wiping the armrest of her throne upon seeing a thick layer of dust, disgusted as Devlin wiped her hand with a hot cloth. Bowing his head low as she ruffled his hair, "Good to see you old friend, the rotten spawn has exhausted your beautiful youth."

Giving a side eye glare to Iseul who stood by the far side near the door gloomy in corner of the Throne room. Isamiona stood next to her by the throne, hearing the maids and servants running around since the original owner is here. Every Rosemary was summoned, expect the younger twins at two in the morning. "Her Ladyship flatters me, welcome back." Devlin said with a small smile.

Hyo was astonished by seeing her mother-in-law for the first time. She looked exactly like Isamiona, except Isamiona has grey eyes and Lady Lelï  has blue eyes. Their personalities were both on point, it's like Isamiona is the mini version of her. Bowing her head low in respect, with her hands clasped together. "Greetings, I'm Hyo-Sonn Rosemary, I'm Iseul's wife. P-Please to meet you," displeased at the timidity of the woman's greeting, that her son proclaimed he "loves", mostly disappointed at the approach. Pressing her knuckles under her chin observing her body posture and her appearances. Huffing waving her hand to get her out of her sight, "Dhis the little vife?"  furrowing her brows shaking her head, causing Hyo to feel hurt about the reaction she received. "Mother please,"

"Just saying, can't be a Rosemary woman if you look like a bird vho will break like twigs." the Korean brothers were confused that their stepfather doesn't look like his mother, but it explained why Isamiona was the only dark skin one out of the children of Iseul. Baek was getting pissed at how that old lady judged his mother, "That old lady better keep her mouth," Ethan pinched his arm and spoke in a low voice. "Be careful what you say in here, that old lady can snap your neck effortlessly and have you fed to her lions." warning the Korean guy, "Aren't you a Master of history? Malagarian Royals, especially women are known to petty revenge when threatened." Elijah added. Forcing him looking away to avoid getting picked out. Shivering at her intense glare around the room. "Disrespectful! A Rosemary woman do not bow low, regardless who is in front of her. It shows weakness and weakness gives opponents opportunity to find various ways to kill you."