The Butterfly Effect [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 1.12 ー The Sickly

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As soon as Hibiki left in possession of Haruka, I decided to go greet an 'old friend' of mine. I wouldn't have gone to Roka if I wasn't to look for clues leading to that villain we were after. The halls of the manor were the same as always-- polished floors, and not a speck of dust in sight- but I couldn't help but feel that the house has changed somehow.

With that, I stumbled through the antiquated halls, sauntering up the velvet-covered stairs, until I came around to Roka's room, or as she calls it, bedchamber. It was larger then most, but I hated the way the Von Faecero family bragged about their wealth. They even capitalized the 'von' in their name, which strayed from tradition. Cocky, isn't it?

When I had finally found Roka's room, I gave a long, heartless sigh before pushing the door open, not bothering to knock. Nonetheless, Roka sat there on her bed reading a book, bed-sheets pulled onto her as if she had just woken up, still wearing a nightgown, everything set up as if she expected my arrival. Her room was the same as always- shades of blue, the single window, and a map of the continent we reside on, Aithe.

Roka Von Faecero.. She's something special, I'll tell ya. She's a different tier of person, but you can't blame her for that. Locked up most of her life due to illnesses I don't bother to remember, she's always sickly and bedridden. It was rare for her to get out of bed, and even more rare for her to attend the wedding between Tomoe and I. Despite rarities, she went.
Since she's been away from the rest of the world all her life, she has a horrible attitude, and like her sister, she's too dependent on the servants of the household. Mocha hair, sun-kissed skin, and amber eyes that glistened like stars. If only she was kinder, she could be as popular as Tomoe.

"Hello Sora. Have you come to visit my sister and I?" She said nonchalantly, shutting her book with a tinge of force.

I gave a sarcastic grin. "Oh, you know it. Are you still bothering the poor butler?"

"He's paid, so it doesn't matter. I'm not doing anything to him anyway."

"Oh, quit the innocent act. You always toyed with him."

She copied my grin, shifting her gaze to the only window in the room, where light leaked in to illuminate the area. "That is true. What happened to you after that event at the wedding?"

"Nothing really. We were just the last to evacuate." I dully lied. Normally, I'd tell the truth and I wouldn't feel so bored, but my mood was never positive near Roka. "How's your health then?" I added, closing the door behind me as I stepped further into the room.

"It's just great. When I got back from the wedding, my veins turned bright green. We called in a doctor but it couldn't be identified, so we're getting someone of a higher rank from the city to come in and see what it is."

"Yikes," I shuddered.

"I can't feel any pain either. I've gotten so familiar with diseases, that I bet I'm numb to it." She said, surely covering her worries at the situation she was in. If I were closer to her at the time, I'm sure I would have seen sadness behind those orbs of hers.

Talking to her was a douse of negativity. "Listen, let's cut to the chase. It's sickening talking to you, and we both know we can't last more then thirty minutes without talking. It's boring as heck, so I just need you to answer a single question." I lashed, turning my back to her, pretending to examine the map on the wall.

"I should have Silas cut off your tongue for that remark. You're awful, and if I wasn't stuck here I'd strike you like you did to me when we were younger." she icily spat in response. "How has Tomoe been anyway? Still a playboy?"