Strange Girl & Mister Mystery

Strange Girl and Mister Mystery

The rain was pouring, lightning struck making the loud thunder noise. That night at the imperial palace was the gloomiest night. There were no soldiers guarding the palace nor the maids wandering around. They were in their respective chambers.

The emperor of the Obelian empire stumbled across the hallway, clutching his head aching. As he stumbled, he crashed into the vases that were decorating the hallway, shattering them on the floor. He dropped on his knees as the pain in his head was unbearable.

"Jennette!" He called the princess of Obelian, his 'daughter'. "Jennette!!"

"Father!" Jennette, who heard the call of her 'father', rushed out of the room to see him holding his head in pain. "Does your head hurt again?"

Claude groaned.

"What's happening?" She mumbled softly while looking at Claude, worried. "His majesty in such a state..."

"He can barely manage every duty, let alone rule the country."

"The palace has been so chaotic too lately."

"That rumor can't be real, right?"

"What rumors?"

"You haven't heard?"

"Heard what?"

"Don't tell anyone."

"Jennette." Another voice called her from behind.

Jennette froze in fear.

"Leave this be, and let's go." A pair of cerulean eyes glowed in the darkness as they looked down on the current emperor who had already lost consciousness.

"They say his majesty has been cursed."

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[Claude P.O.V]

Why does my body feel so light? I slowly open my eyes. Where am I? All I could see in my surroundings was darkness as my body was floating in a dark void.

I touched my head which to my surprise, my headache was gone. I began to look around to find my way out of this black void.

Suddenly the memories before I passed out rushed into my head. I was in the Emerald Palace looking for Jennette. I heard someone's voice before I lost consciousness, a male voice.

"Anastacius." The name that I despised left a bitter taste my mouth. "He's still alive all this time." I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Your majesty." A soft soothing and familiar voice spoke. "Would you like to meet our daughter?"

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Athanasia stared at the man laying on her bed and questioned herself as to why she helped him. While she was running away from the imperial guards who were looking for her due to the Emperor's order, Athanasia came across a man who was badly injured in the dark alley.

"What if he's a bad person?"

Athanasia had tended his injuries as she waited for him to regain consciousness. She can't really heal his wounds with magic, so all she can do is clean and bandage his wounds to avoid any infection.

The man looked like he was around his late 30s, with brown hair. Anthanasia noticed the frown on his face, unconsciously she sang him a lullaby that she used to sing for her father.

"Why did I sing a lullaby for him?" Athanasia covered her face in embarrassment. The only person she had sung for was Claude, it was when she was little. Athanasia watched as the man relaxed, "Why does he remind me of dad? I wonder how dad's doing."