Desires Of The Heart

Chapter 8

Grim's POV

Damn it. Why would they give me a mission that can be easily solved but is very time consuming?!

Are they trying to pick a fight with me?!

"Calm down Grim. The wall is going to crack if you keep punching it." Caeli said. Caeli a spirit for air users.

"Let him punch the wall. He's too hardheaded to listen." A boy with green hair smirked.

"You're making it worser Verde."

"Damn it. Damn it. Damn it."

"Cursing over and over again won't make your mission faster Grim."

"But Caeli!"

"Are you questioning the authority of the wind?!"

"Calm down Verde!"

"Stop!"

"Damn you brickhead!"

"Can't handle a little insult Grim Reaper?~"

"I said stop!"

We flinched at the sudden outburst of the wind spirit.

"Don't destroy the place while I take a look outside. You know very well what might happen." A sadistic smile emerged in her face.

"Yes Ma'am!" We saluted at her.

"Verde, make sure to hold back or else you might not see the faeries ever again."

"Yes Ma'am!" I could feel him trembling beside me. It's the faeries after all, Verde's greatest treasures.

"And you Grim." I flinched. "Behave or else I might ask an extension for this mission and you are not allowed to leave during the extension. Got it?~"

"Yes Ma'am!" Damn this woman. She's worser than Verde when angry. I mean it.

"Be good little boys, both you." Her gentle smile resurfaced. She then walked out of the door.

"She's scary isn't she?" I asked Verde.

"My poor faeries." He mourned at a corner.

See, he agrees with me too.

Zackaya's POV

"I'm sorry Princess. Looks like Grim can't arrive immediately." Midnight smiled apologizingly.

"Mou~ After I created this trap for him too."

I pressed a button over the wall and the traps began to blend in an instant and disappear.

"What should we do now Midnight? It's boring." I said before a tiny yawn escaped my lips.

"It's time for bed sleepyhead. Considering you just woke up at 3 pm and it's still 5 pm and you're already sleepy, I'm starting to think that you are addicted to sleep."

"No Am not! Sleeping is the natural periodic suspension of consciousness during which the powers of the body are restored!" (A/N: Thank you Merriam-Webster for this wonderful definition.)

"That doesn't change the fact that you're still small." He chuckled.

"Hmph!" I turned away from him. But then he grabbed to the air and carried me to my bed.

"Midnight~"

"Sleep Princess. If Grim was here, his beloved scythe would already be stuck in the wall."

"Fine~" I turned away from him as I closed my eyes.

"Really now. You should really interact with more people with the same age as you do Zackaya."

"Not my fault they're scared of me." I murmured as I fell asleep.

"Seriously old friend, is this what you want to happen? For her to lack social life? I may already have gone crazy if I was her." Midnight muttered.

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Midnight is not here. Grim isn't also here. Onii-chan isn't also here. Maybe I should try practicing swordsmanship. The training room is supposed to be empty because only Onii-chan goes there. His master also doesn't come here anymore because his student isn't here.

Maybe this is a good time to sneak out? I mean, no one bothers to visit me and no one visits the training room.

I changed into a black hoodie, black boots and black pants suited for training.

I used the passage connecting my room and the library and quietly sneaked out.

The sun was bright, enough to sting my poor eyes to tears because it was already used to the darkness. I headed to a big warehouse near the house which was the training room.

If you're wondering on why Onii-chan was practicing under the sun even though we have a warehouse, it's because he can easily gather mana under the sun unlike me which can gather mana faster in the dark.

I opened the door and fumbled for the light. As I switched it on, weapons and straw dummies were found everywhere. Just a few armor here and there.

I was awed at the different kinds of weapons; daggers, swords, crossbows, spear, you name it and it can be found here. Well, what do you expect from a family with a large influence on the military?

I grabbed a sword nearby. I ran my fingers over the sword, feeling the cold, steel blade.

I hoisted it up and it was heavy. But it's not heavy enough for me to wield it.

I did a few swings until it felt comfortable on my hand.

A familiar feeling then rushed over me. As if I had already wielded a sword before.

But when? Why is it so familiar? How could this be? I never wielded a sword in my life. Not even once.

But heck why is this making me happy?

My heart thumped in excitement.

I feel giddy.

I want to,

I want to,

"I want to wield a sword forever!"

What?

What was that?

Black spots then swimmed over my eyes as I collapsed on the cold hard ground.

"Princess!"

I then fainted.

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