Chapter 22

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New Questions

"You're Ophelia's daughter, right?" he asks as his hazel eyes witness her (e/c) eyes go wide, "You look just like her."

"How do you know my mother?" (Y/n) asks, her throat closing up. The man who probably burned down her home had known her mother. It made her alert of the situation she was currently in. Her left arm becomes painful at the man's appearance.

"Let's just say we used to be friends," Nikolas says with a passive-aggressive smile. He was looking at her like if she was some lost child and it was pissing her off. She feels the tension in the air, thick enough to cut it with her dagger, "But that's not why you're here."

"In reality, I was here to figure out why you had my home burned down" (Y/n) states glaring at the man standing before her. She takes off the wig to reveal her real hair, "You're going to tell me everything."

"Oh, but that won't be fun" Nikolas retorts, the sickening smile on his face, "I like this cat and mouse game we have going. It's very refreshing. I like that you won't submit so easily to me, unlike your so-called friends."

"So Madame Ava and Fredrik fed you the information? They're working for you?" (Y/n) presses on, bringing her dagger to hang beside her. The necklace was becoming hotter and hotter, alerting her to be careful.

"Isn't that obvious? I thought you were smarter than this" the man sighs, his hazel eyes taunting her, "There's a lot you don't know about your bloodline and that makes you an easy target. If you keep basking in your ignorance, then you will end up dead."

"How can I not be ignorant when everyone keeps quiet when I demand answers?" (Y/n) asks him, her teeth grinding in anger, "Whenever I get near to finding an answer, more questions arise. How in the world am I supposed to figure out who I am?"

Nikolas pauses for a second. His eyes devour her figure, memorizing every curve, "You have the power to figure out who you are, but you don't use it. You're a scared little girl just like your mother was. You don't want to know what your bloodline offers because you're too afraid of the responsibility that comes with it. You're weak."

"I didn't come here for a therapy session," (Y/n) grumbles at him, "Answer my questions."

"The answers lay near you," he says as he steps closer to her, "All you have to do is go back to the place that started this all."

"Shinganshina?" (Y/n) says, the smile growing on his face gave her the answer. She had to go back to the place her mother had given birth to her. To the place where her mother drowned herself, "I have to go back to Shinganshina."

"Or you won't ever get the chance to" he smirks at her and a figure appears before her. The figure throws a punch at her face, but (Y/n) jumps back with the dagger tight in her hand. Once she was at a safe distance, her lips quiver. Fredrik stood before her, his bald head reflecting the moon and his green eyes glaring at her.

"You bald-headed fucker" (Y/n) harshly states as she glares at the man. 

So it was true that Fredrik had something to do with the brothel burning. This also proves that Madame Ava was involved too. (Y/n) grits her teeth. Fredrik could use fire which put her at an advantage. However, she didn't know what Nikolas De Paz was, so she was easily outnumbered.

(Y/n) glares at Nikolas, "This isn't over."

Nikolas gives her a tight lip smile, "Then I'll wait for you at the Hall of Crystals."

Fredrik runs at her, but she rips her skirt off. She throws the chiffon fabric at him and he burns through it. (Y/n) breaks the window with her wind power, and jumps into the night sky. She looks down at the castle. Fredrik stood at the window frame, watching her disappear into the night sky.

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