The moment, I opened my eyes, I was restless. My fingers were itching, my hands were twitching, my eyes roamed around the room, and my heart pounded against my chest. Even though my mates laid on both of my sides, peacefully sleeping, I was the opposite. I had just woken up, and yet, I was already wide awake, alert, and tense. I wanted to act like a fool, as if I did not know what was happening to me, but in reality, I did, I knew exactly why I felt this way. Although last night was amazing, and I truly enjoyed myself as much as my mates enjoyed me, I still couldn't shake it out of my head after all. Perhaps today was the day. No more will I stay confused and ignorant.. for today was the day.
Without any words, I slowly sat up, careful not to wake the charming sleeping beauties beside me. Oddly enough, I wanted to read that piece of paper with my sister, not my mates. I had no idea why I felt this way, but I did, and I felt strongly about it too. Perhaps it's because it was Weiss who first introduced the idea that the wicked witch had a connection to us, to our family. It made sense, it truly did, but only because we found out that she was a noble. However, what did not make any sense was the piece of paper that hid in my bedside table.
What business did she have with my mother, the former queen? Did my mother entertain her? Did mother return her letters? Were they friends? Were they enemies? Was that wicked witch already planning to steal the throne even before Weiss became queen? Did mother know that bitch wanted to take the throne from our family? All of these questions constantly screamed at me, begging me to find the answer to them.. but only one question was able to anger and terrify me at the same time.
Did the wicked witch play a part in my mother's suicide?
With her sudden connection to my mother, and her current plan to take the crown from my sister, the question rose from the darkness in my mind. It felt as if everything was connected, as if she had been planning this from the start. However, I couldn't be sure unless I opened that letter. Though the possibility of it actually being the case made me want to sob and scream at the world, I still have to remain levelheaded. I have to read that letter with a clear head, because if I don't, then I might tear it into shreds before I can even read it properly.
Without trying to move too much, I slowly slipped away from the middle of my mates and carefully got out of the bed. As I looked at them, I felt my heart calm a little at the sight of my adorable mates sleeping like logs. I guessed last night really tired them out.. which I thought was a bit strange since Mallory should've felt even more energized after everything we did.. then again, perhaps my succubus just loved sleeping.
Clearing my throat and shaking my head, I tiptoed to my bedside table and slowly opened the first drawer. Once my eyes were met with the untouched letter, I had to restrain myself from quickly taking it and opening it without a care in the world. Taking a deep breath, I took a step away from the drawer, and began picking Mallory's pants from the floor and carefully wearing it. After my mates and I had sex for hours, I slept with only my underwear on, and I obviously couldn't go to my sister with nothing but my panties. Weiss has seen me naked on plenty occasions, but I'm pretty sure my mates wouldn't like it if I were to walk outside in my underwear.
However, I didn't feel like wearing my clothes so I opted to wear Mallory's pants and Gaia's tank top. Was I wearing any bra? No. Was it important? No. Did I care? No. All I wanted to do in that moment was to run to Weiss' room.
Thus, as soon as I was fully clothed, I immediately grabbed the letter and quietly got out of the room without waking both of my mates. Since my room was quite literally just a few steps away from Weiss' room, I didn't have to walk too far just to go there. With the letter tightly gripped by my hand, I swiftly walked towards my sister's room. Once I was directly in front of her door, I did not hesitate, I immediately began knocking on it. I felt a bit bad that I may be waking Weiss up from her well deserved rest, but the suspense was killing me and whatever was in that letter, Weiss had to know.. we had to discover it, together. It just felt right that way since we were family.
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FantasyDeath, Pain, Despair. Where is Love? It's in Misfortune -- Willow Hudson, the princess of witches used to spend all of her time playing with the hearts of fragile women. After she was done toying with them, she'd throw them away like garbage, never...