Unknown Lady

Kabanata 22

It's has been three days since the full moon happened. Everyone is confused with what happened and some says Winter Frost is involved with the incident that stunned them and left a big question mark on them.

Acel frustratedly brushed her hair with her bare hands when she cannot reach Winter through her dreams. She sat on the vintage color of their couch and flicked her finger to caught a serviteur's attention.

A lady with a long shining black-jet hair popped up from nowhere, she is wearing a long-sleeved light yellow dress that reaches under her knees, above her dress is a white apron.

"Acel," she bowed as greetings.

"I want a tea, thank you," Acel said and smiled at her.

The lady nodded and vanished, the same time Acel's smile on her face, disappear.

She's getting nervous as time goes by. Weeks after she accompanied her on the boundary of Ziatryle Empire, Winter blocked her from communicating her through her dreams, Acel didn't know how Winter did it. Probably her mother taught her.

Yes, right...her mother...Zyatha Winter.

"You're here," Regos, the god of power gasped when he saw Acel on the living area.

Acel rolled her eyes on him and glance at the lady servant who placed the cup of tea on the center table. "Merci," she thanked her and the lady just nodded before vanishing to gave them privacy.

"So...how's your relationship with her?" Regos smirked and sat in front of her.

"Don't talk to me."

Regos whistled then, chuckle. "She's probably mad at you right now, Acel."

Acel glared at him. "She's not." And, then, she get the cup of tea on the center table and took a sipped.

"Hmm... but, she's not letting you to reach her out, huh?" He cocked his head on his left side, giving Acel a teasing look.

Acel sneered on him and popped up a breath. "She's just...busy...yeah, she's busy," she said to herself.

"Or maybe...she's not." That stunned Acel. With her shaking hands, she put the teacup back on the center table and glance at Regos who has this serious expression on his face.

"Winter's smart," Regos began, "she would find out what's your agenda as soon as she stepped in here in our world."

Regos then, let out a breath and rest his back on the seat's backrest. "Once she succeed freeing vampires from a curse, what will happen to Hezéllaire?"

Acel stilled and averted her gaze from Regos. "She'll vanished..." she gulped.

"That's cruel," Regos commented that made Acel looked at him, again.

"That's her destiny."

Regos nodded. "Have you heard from Luxiel about Winter's sudden disapperance? I wonder where she go..." he changed the topic, "do you think Déesse has something to do with her sudden disapperance?"

"Hindi niya 'yon magagawa."

Regos arched his brow. "How sure are you?"

Acel bawled her fist on her lap and gritted her teeth. "Zyatha won't do it."

"Yes," Regos nodded, "she won't hide her daughter, of course. But, do you think she'll let you manipulate Hezéllaire's life again?"

Acel gulped and looked away. "They are still humans, Acel. Let's face it. The only difference, they are born to live here. They belong to us despite the fact of them, having a human blood."