"And now it's your turn to listen to me Alex. I don't care what the whole of Florence thinks, least of all a Queen who's ruled for barely a year. Who's countlessly and openly prostituted her body to agile, young men, or simply any red-blooded male who has a dangling wand between his legs that finds her even the least bit attractive, more than she puts her actual mind to good use for the good of the country! Listen if you're not going to help me, then that's fine. But I'm going to do it myself, and bring the wrath of god on any man or woman who's ever laid a hand on my sister!" her jade green eyes flared with passion, with every angry word she dished out.
"Do you have any idea who you'd be going against Delilah? You won't just be going against the Queen, which is by God a formidable opponent on her own, you'd be going against the entire gentlemen of the court!"
"Oh you mean, her pack of rampant male whores, trained and sharpened to be tigers going about doing her daily biddings? Oh I'm ready for them. They did this to my sister! I'm sure of it. This diary... It didn't just arrive here by mistake. Someone sent it by mail to me. Someone read those last pages and wanted me to know what had happened to my sister so I can do something about it. And I won't stop until I do. After a year. After a year of thinking she eloped or ran away, I finally know the truth. I don't know if they killed her or what they did to her further than this, but I won't rest until I do find out everything and the culprits behind this!"
"Oh Delilah" he whispered, shaking his head, and at that moment, Delilah saw the life leave his crimson eyes, even if he was not dead. She saw the fight die from his very eyes. Alexander Whitson hadn't just been her friend since kindergarten, ever since she'd first seen him pee on his pants, he was also a chief inspector and a detective at Scotland yard. He had the power and the means, to truly help her get to the bottom of this, if he wanted to. But he was blatantly refusing to do this, simply because he didn't want to go against a Queen who wasn't truly committed to her people. Who's been ruler over nothing but chaos and strife and grief ever since she'd come to Florence.
"Delilah, you- You are-" he continued a minute later
"Beautiful, a genius, immensely talented-" she teased him, folding her arms
"Dangerous. You know, you ruined me Delilah" Alex began after a while, quietly "We were seven years old when our teacher first told us that the most colorful insects were also the most deadly ones. But I was sixteen, when I looked into your dazzling, beautiful, jade irises and finally realized that she had been right all along."
"Alex don't..." she breathed in deeply, looking anywhere but at him. She'd always known of his feelings for her, but she'd never once felt the same way towards him as well, and he was such a beautiful, young man. But he was not the man for her. She did hope he'd finally find someone who would know how to cherish him properly, the way he ought to be.
"It's fine. I won't delude myself into thinking you even feel the same way or feel half of what I feel for you" he shook his head wistfully "But Delilah, this case is going to lead to your death..."
"I'd rather be dead, than not know what happened to my sister. I'd rather be dead, than fold my hands, and do nothing."
"Then in that case, I have some good news for you, and some necessary congratulations are in order then, I guess. Because you will infact be very dead, by the time you are done with this case!" he yelled back at her.
"Garrggh! How do we keep getting ourselves into these situations? This... Whatever this is?" he motioned his hands to indicate an imaginary wall standing between the both of them
"Twenty one years of friendship, and I still don't know Alex" Delilah boldly proclaimed, wistfully.
"I'm just thirty, but my greatest regrets in life, is you Delilah. You were never mine, but somehow loosing you always seemed to break my heart. Take a look around this room. Everything in here can kill me, but you alone can do it most efficiently. How do you think you can destroy those monsters yourself Delilah, without thinking you'd have to become one yourself? Because you will need to. Give it up Delilah. There is still a chance to salvage everything. Go home, get a husband. Give birth to little babies who would call you Mummy... "
"Then what happens to my sister? Who's going to call her mummy? Don't you even care about her just a little bit? Doesn't life care about her? She's the one who's always wanted kids, you know. And to further-on the family's name and legacy. It's ironic really, that she's the one that had to have been captured, leaving me. The girl who doesn't even like boys, talkess of little children. What's going to happen to the family name then? Don't you dare tell me to give up Alex, like everything were just so- meaningless. Like I didn't truly loose a sister in this. And yes, if that means I have to become a monster, to fight them..."
"Delilah, you haven't truly learned anything, until you learn that monsters have nightmares too. You think if you become bad enough, ruthless enough, the pain of loosing your sister would somehow end? That she would somehow seem...less gone? Or that the every-night nightmares would finally come to a stand still? Or better still, a total end completely? You lost your only living family Delilah. Let that sink through your thick skull. So yes, it is okay to feel sad. It is okay to feel alone and cry. Pain's not always a bad thing, heck it's part of the package. But you need to deal with that. That's just what you need to go through on your own. But don't now go out there, with a vengeful course on your mind, hoping to avenge what does not exist, simply because you are inept at dealing with pain!"
"They took everything from me! Get that through your own thick skull Alex. They took everything from me. It's not about grief, or about poor handling of pain on my part. It's about taking back what's mine."
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