Secrets of the lost past

Chapter 36

          
                           Jasper

1789. Nov. 4th -Birthday ball of the King

Not even the beautiful castle could give the ball a good feeling. The castle looked gloomier than most of the times, like all bad things were to be based on it. And the overwhelming crowd and full street shops and pretty lights outside didn’t make the situation better either. For the first time ever, the King of the Kingdom of Peace’s birthday had a terrible energy to it, but of course, there are first times to everything.
The thought of us being seen by anyone brought chills up my back, signaling that we shouldn’t really be at the ball. Everybody was glammed up with pretty suits and dresses and accessories, and so were we. But our thoughts inside looked embarrassing next to our looks.
There was a table for each of the more wealthy families: they didn’t care that they wanted the Baskakov family gone, they still made them a table. No matter how many terrible things the Blackwood family has done…The Blackwood family. The chills that previously went up my back turned to shivers and even worse chills thinking of them.
I looked at the table for the Blackwood family, and I saw the woman who was assigned to help us by Dimitry’s family. Chills.

The ball went perfectly fine until the middle of it, we just hid most of the time, and if we weren’t hiding, we put masks on our faces to hide our identities. It was more overwhelming than the crowd inside, and around the decorated castle.
The castle was much more decorated than last time, the floor was glistening from every area, the ceiling was freshly painted with silvers and golds. It was magical, but most of us were unable to enjoy it.
We were on our tenth trip towards another huge glass of alcohol when a soothing song started playing, and a less soothing person showed up.
-The hell? -I whispered to Ari. -I thought you said she was long gone.
-Heh? -she didn’t get it, so I pointed towards the person I was talking about. -She probably didn’t fall down too strongly, even if it seemed like it. I just know she has a big hole in her head -she laughed.
I made my way towards the girl, and I pulled her to the dancefloor so that I could talk to her without being suspicious.
The music started, and I did too.
-Wasn’t it just so nice of you to trick someone from our group to switch sides? -I said, lifting her chin for her to look at me. -It must’ve gone wrong. Should have been me, right?
Margaret acted like she didn’t hear what I said, she continued to pay attention to the steps.
-I know we didn’t get to know each other fully, so would you please listen? -she asked. -It wasn’t my intention to do what I did, and plus, you shouldn’t have been so naive and scared–
-Stay away from us, or your luck won’t be so great. You nobles are so fake.
The dance ended, and I went back to my group so that we could go back to our hiding places (which was the drink table at that point).
-What in the living hell was that? -Aria asked with folded arms. -Don’t you remember the things she has done to you?
She was full of upset, and as always, I liked the feeling. I liked the feeling of her being upset about me dancing with someone else.
-I thought I was supposed to be the jealous one -I teased, smirking. -Or did the tables flip, Emerald?
-What? When were you jealous? -she asked with her casual clueless form I adored.
-I thought you realized it already. Remember when you were talking to Darius and I called you up to the grandstand?
She nodded, with wide pupils.
-I didn’t call you up there to tell you he was a bad influence. I never actually thought he was one, I just didn’t want you around him, because I was jealous of him always talking to you. I also didn’t want to be too possessive with you, but I was always jealous when somebody of the opposite gender was talking to you.
I was surprised she didn’t question me saying that so easily, and that she didn’t think I was lying.
Some part of it might have been a lie, but the other was all truth. I didn’t realize before, but I loved her more than I planned to. I planned to simply trick her into hating Darius, but my feelings for her turned to more after the trip to the Kingdom of Nature. After that, my only goal was to protect her, and not use her for anything. I loved how I could explain anything to her, I loved how she always got weak legs after I explained something, I loved how she loved me, I loved how I loved her.
When I was talking about the grandstand, we were already at the grandstand, unsuspiciously hiding.
-I really try not to be jealous but I also know I’m only jealous because I love you and I want to be the only one saying that to you -I whispered to her. -I love you more than I intended to. Forever and ever.
I wanted to whisper for only her to hear it, but she wasn’t the only one. Eira jumped around and clapped with joy when she heard it. Really loudly.
Aria slapped her forehead with her palm while trying to quiet her down. Even though there were a bunch of faces looking at us, I still thought Eira was cute, clapping and jumping. But it was too late for me to realize. She shouldn’t believe everything she hears, but me breaking my promise to her must have hurt her a lot. And I only realized it days after.
I planned to lie to Ari, lead her on, get everything I could out of her, I promised Eira something and I broke it hours after. I’m the villain in my own story and in theirs too, and I didn’t even mean to do so. It really hurt but it was the truth. I only love people after getting them to fall to the ground in agony.
After Ari successfully calmed Eira down, she turned to me.
-I’m glad I’m not the only one constantly saying it to you without you saying it back. Okay. We’re from two completely different worlds, yet we found each other, even if we definitely shouldn’t have. You’re sometimes poison and sometimes the cure to the poison, and I hope you know I love when you’re both. Because you’re you in both of them–
-I understand. I finally do. It’s the best feeling ever.
I couldn’t finish what I wanted to say without ending up in her arms. I had no idea about it, but that was my safe space. My arms were always safe for her, and her arms are also my safe space.
I couldn’t bring myself to understand the “we’re from two completely different worlds”, even if I said I did. But I don’t care. The reunion of two different worlds is stronger than the separation of them.