Chapter #6

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Amare collapsed on the beige sofa. while still laughing hysterically, it became even harder for me to suppress her laugh and stop myself too. The conversation was definitely that of a typical 90s television show, where the brother meets his "sweet" younger sister. Yes, the typical conversation.

My hand still on her mouth, had gotten sweaty it slipped from her mouth. That's when she fell from the sofa a second time and it slightly startled me at how she stopped the coffee table from falling with just her toe.

I was forced to pinch her waist, but that did the work of pausing her laughter. We stood straight, right beside Arnoldus and Elazaior, making Arnoldus awkward.

"Umm, Ela, I'd love to prolong this meet. But, I have something to do." Arnoldus looking at us, had to end the meet.

"Uh! Come on! We're meeting after pretty long. What could be important at this hour?" Elezaior complained.

Arnoldus moved towards her, and wrapped her around his broad chest."We'll meet again shortly, my little sister. And that time, you'll be surprised!" He whispered to her. Elazaior hugged him back, smiled at him, and left the house.

"Amare! For once couldn't you stay calm!?" Arnoldus grew angry.
"Aaaaand, you think I will listen to you." Amare yawned at him.

He rolled his eyes, and attempted to push her onto the floor. But, little had he known, that his palm would be hanging by one nerve from his arm. But, Amare didn't want to create a gore scene, and did enough to impale his palm, and that happened, with just her touch.

"Let's not waver from our purpose." I was sick of his presence, and wanted to return back.

"And the purpose is?" Arnoldus questioned.

"I am going to question and you are to answer, Arian." I made my voice stern, and used his mortal name to present the fact that I am in no mood of going astray from the question.

"Interesting. Go ahead." He ran his hand through his black glossy hair.

"Who is Elazaior?" My deep voice, just seemed deeper then.

"It's apparent." He said heedless of the question.

"Don't b-"

"Manipulation."Amare broke my speech.

"To whom?" Arnoldus perplexed his features.

"It's apparent. Right? Create more people close to you. Betray them. Destroy them. And with that, your stagnant heart is at peace." Amare answered with a sarcastic tone.

"How could I forget? Weren't you the one who was always starved of pity." Arnoldus narrowed his eyes and looked straight, deep, in her eyes.

"So. You. Think. I am plainly reminding you of your sin." Amare retorted, yet keeping her voice beautifully calm.

"Yes. And there goes immature Adriana again." He looked away and rolled his eyes.

"It's vain a conversation you both!" I couldn't attain composure .

"Yes! our brother, Arian, killed our & his mother, the mother of Arian, Adriana & Arbor. In the most gore & inhumane manner! And that fact is ever unchangeable." My eyes turned black-red from the anger. Pain....

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At peace. The readers have known now who is Arian and Adriana. let me know your reaction to it. I am eager!
The star is too empty, though.
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