The Scarlet Prophecies

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗-8

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The castle was quiet. The guests had left and new students had been assigned to their dorm rooms. Special Grade students stay in the castle while the other ranks were escorted to the school dormitories.

Only a few servants and guards would walk past down the corridors attending to their duties.

"So what is it that you wanted to tell us?" I asked, leaning on my table. My sister Eleanor was laying on the floor face down pretending to be dead, don't ask why at this point I have come to the conclusion she is mentally ill.

Rosabella and Vinter at least sat on chairs sensibly.

Honestly I feel bad for Vinter, it seems like a curse to be with my sister. Obviously I would know, I have been with her since we were in the womb. Yet, Vinter somehow enjoys our 'silliness' even though she had tried to kidnap him multiple occasions and once tried to dismember him.

Rosabella took a deep breath, "The Silver Tide returned from its voyage yesterday..."

I tilted my head a little, "Isn't that supposed to be a good thing?"

"It is..." She sighed, "No one was on the ship...it arrived empty...not even my uncle was in there," she spoke silently.

"What...?" Vinter raised an eyebrow, "How could that happen?" He looked at me as if I had answers. Which I don't.

"Did you recheck the ship?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Do you think they are dead...?" I asked.

"I hope not..." I don't know how but her voice held hope, she always sounded hopeful, I always found it difficult to have hope. That word seemed strange to me, "...Icurus's dad was one of the crew," she added.

My sister rustled on the floor turning around to face the ceiling, "Oh then I think they are alive!"

Vinter chuckled, "What makes you think that?" he asked her quite lovingly. Eww, disgusting.

"Well for starters, Icurus's dad fucked a siren and survived. No man has lived to tell the tale! So I am sure they or at least he will be alive!" She stretched her arm out.

"I wonder how he did it..." she looked at me "Should I ask Pyrrhus or Icurus how their parents made them?"

"No!" I sternly said, "I am not allowing you to ask sixteen year olds about sex!"

Rosabella cleared her throat, "Hm. What about the mystery at hand?"

Eleanor looked at her, "You mean the mystery on how Icurus and Pyrrhus's dads fucked their moms?"

"I mean.." Vinter tried not to laugh, "I am intrigued as well..."

"Ok!" Rosabella clasped her hands together, very loudly, "Back to my topic!"

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Edward layed on his bed, chest down, his wavy hair framing his face. His green eyes sparkled and his lips formed a small smile as he asked, "What happened next?" He played with Icurus's hair, coiling it around his hands.

Sitting on the floor and leaning against the bedpost, Icurus replied, "Then Prince Vinter came along and somewhat settled things down." His voice was gentle.

With a soft sigh, Edward shook his head. "I'm sorry Levina treated you that way. She can be difficult."

Icurus looked up, locking eyes with Edward. He saw his own reflection in Edward's emerald eyes, while Edward saw himself mirrored in Icurus's silver ones.