THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES

Chapter 4: The stakes

Author's Note: Ayo! Here I am once again!
Nobility is a hard one to pull off. But once done right it's delicious.... if you actually like it.
Anyways, you've been seeing thw dark side of the story so far so let me shine some good light on it.
Enjoy!

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*Shhhh*

A jail ceil can seem like a pain or a nightmare once you're locked for the first time. However, after a few weeks or months it becomes as normal as breathing, depending on the person.

Standing under a shower Izika was tiredly rinsing his body, too tired to even jolt at the sensation of cold water on his back. After a good rinse Izika shook his head, letting his wavy hair whip around until it poofed up just like a wet dog after a good shake.

"Why did they have to wake me up so early in the morning?... aren't they still grieving?... the funeral happened a few days ago... not to mention forcing the suspects to build a funeral house.."

Izika whined and reached out to his left to grab a towel as he scratched his eye with the back of his other hand. After realizing that he was just catching the air instead of a towel Izika gave up and stretched his arms forward.

Izika sighed heavily with a groan. "And why make us wear prison unforms?... it was your fault for making us work... my favorite shirt got ripped.."

"Needed a towel?"

Hearing and sensing that someone had held out a towel for him Izika got the towel and begun to dry his hair.

Izika nodded lazily. "Yeah..."

If we were to follow how many suspects were found at the beginning of the case, they were three. One male, Izika and two females, Hika and Nami. However, the number rose to twenty-five in total so... Izika jumped and screamed, covering himself with a towel at a blinding speed. Getting a good jolt for the morning.

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"Did you hear the rumors which are being passed around?"

"No, what's wrong?"

With the sun in the sky the time was around 10am. Hika and Nami were standing outside along with the other female suspects, all dressed with bright pink shirts and matching trousers. Standing in a row just at the door which led to the large entrance and lobby of the servants chambers.

Hika turned to her left once she heard the sound of chains clanking aganist each other. "Oh, here come the boys."

The male suspects walked over to the row of female suspects, standing in the same way their counterparts were standing. Lady luck decided to be generous and let Izika coincidently stand next to Nami, with Hika being behind her.

"Hey, Izika."

Izika sighed with regret. "Hey Nami, Hey Hika."

"Hey."

Nami raised a brow upon seeing Izika being a little more... closed, if that could be put in words. "...You okay?"

Izika wanted to tell her that nothing was bothering him but Hika beat him to it by giggling under her breath.

Nami turned and wondered what on earth could make and ice queen like her giggle. "Are you feeling alright? Monthly?

Hika stopped herself as she took in a breath. "Yes and no. Why would it even do that?"

Izika shrugged. "Who knows the ways of women?"

Nami giggled as she realized that they've been together for some time, but they never questioned or did anything to her. As the two just asked the basic questions like "how is the weather?", Nami remembered what the two did in the cell. Sure, Nami and Hika did talk to each other, but they didn't press on the huge murder case or her holding the murder cup of tea.