❝He and I, we were black and white. So different, yet so similar. Where he was blunt, I was kind. Where I was obedient, he was a rebel. So, when he left me, it truly did feel like I lost my other half. I have no one to balance me out, and no one to...
Seven days since the last update... I'm so sorry minna-san I've been so stressed this week! Booth's no excuse, I hope you enjoy this chapter:)
(Y/N)
I had been out of the infirmary for almost a week now, though I hadn't been taking on any jobs. Not that I hadn't tried to, I was itching to get back to work but Mirajane and Master refused to allow me to take on a quest.
Laxus barely let me leave his house. I was staying with him until I was back on my feet. I didn't mind it though; having Laxus at my beck-and-call was actually quite entertaining. Laxus hadn't been home recently though, he said he was arranging something with the Thunder God Tribe. I didn't question it.
I was currently lying on the sofa reading some random novel, though I couldn't get the guild out of my mind. Almost every member had taken up a mission to save Erza from the "Tower of Heaven". I had begged Master to allow me to go, Erza was my closest friend, yet he wouldn't budge.
I had actually tried to sneak out and join the rescue mission multiple times, yet Laxus caught me each time and he eventually made Freed set up a rune around the house that didn't allow me to leave.
With a frustrated sigh I blew my hair out of my face and continued to read, only to be interrupted by knocking on the door. My ears perked up and I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked in the direction of the door.
No one ever came to visit Laxus, only the Thunder God Tribe and even then they just walked straight in, well except for Freed who claimed it was "rude" to just walk into his "beloved master's" home... Freed was a strange one but I loved him nonetheless.
I slowly got up and walked towards the door. As I turned the doorknob a letter floated through the crack of the door and an unknown force pulled the door shut. I jumped back in shock then ripped open the door, peering out and looking for who the perpetrator was. The porch and front yard was barren, however. I shut the door slowly and bent down to pick up the letter.
"(Y/n)" was printed on the envelope in elegant scripted letters. I peeled open the envelope and took out a small strip of paper that was inside. It had beautifully crafted calligraphy on it, if I had to guess I'd say it was an ancient language.
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Along with the strip of paper, a Roman golden laurel wreath crown was inside the envelope. I delicately turned it in my hands, examining it carefully. I hummed to myself and placed it on my head and glanced in the mirror. The shining gold contrasted with my (h/c) hair perfectly and it looked as if the crown were made for me.
I hesitantly took it off after a minute or two and placed it in my jewelry box, along with the paper. I locked the chest with a small key and put it back in its hiding place. I had a feeling that the paper and crown would hold some significance later on.
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After hours of begging Laxus to take down the rune over a communication lacrima, he finally gave in since he was returning to Magnolia soon anyways.
