You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 612

"..... He escaped?"

"Marianne..."

— Choose... Let the fear guide your path and allow my wrath... or use what you have, end them as you want...—

It was suffocating to listen to the bestial roars susurrating brutal tremors in my head. Savage images came to my head, bloody and seemingly natural... There was fear overwhelming me, questions about how this could be, where he could be roaming... and endless suspicions about the little sister I was thinking of giving a chance only a few minutes ago. Time felt frozen in a dizzy haze... and I became more confused by the words of the deity showing delight in his dreadful approach.

I saw how dad tried to support me while I lost balance because of the strain everything provoked in me... and while a whirlpool of thoughts stirred chaotically my senses, the voice I recognised with which I made an agreement unleashed sudden clarity with its intervention.

— Do not listen to those you perceive as malicious... your mission your soul knows it best, child... this soul you came to be will not fail our compromise... You are the chosen... called..... M... Anne... —

"... Call Aindreas! Summon Rémi!" — Dad was already yelling, terrified as I was having trouble staying awake. Ready to faint... but reluctant to lose against the stress.

"... no... I am alright." — I said, with a drowsy sound.

"My dear... You are not alright, look how pale you are." — Holding my arm, dad said blue himself at the scare. I had almost fainted at the many stimulations and now that I pulled myself together I could notice how Theressa was being held down while Paige aided me along with Dad. My guards rushed, they were the ones holding Theressa down yet the other released her to hurry and do as Dad had ordered. Nonetheless, the voice of those in Izeneya had fixed my desperation... one that Fenrir had purposely instigated, and now I could recall how for a second the thought of destroying all and everything crossed my mind while invaded by fear.

’... dangerous he is... certainly, being its protegee has its threats...’ — Trying to think straight again, I placed my hand on dad’s knowing exactly what to do now that I had Theressa crying at my feet.

"I am alright, Dad... the news solely startled myself..."

"... Vitor go get Talmhach. I want to make sure Marianne is fine."

"Yes, Master."

"... Theo, please let Theressa go." — I then said, knowing I would not avoid the physician’s visit when dad persisted in sending word even against my wishes. I noticed how dad nodded to signal Theodore to follow my word... and obediently, her wrists and head were released from his tight grasp.

Meeting her eyes again, although I saw relief when I came back to myself, now I could see wonder when ordered to be freed.

I stepped closer to her, looking at her from above determined to end this unfruitful strategy of kindly giving her the opportunities to give me what I needed... and turn to other methods so something could be accomplished sooner.

"... Whether you are behind Paul’s escape or not... whether you are plotting something against myself or not... it does not matter anymore, Theressa."

"!? N-no! Sister, I swear I did not plot against you! I know nothing about this! I solely hope for your soul’s ease!! You have to believe me, sister!!!"

"I do not believe you. Yet I already told you that it does not matter."

"... hff... sniff! But...! I swear, Marianne... I h-have not done anything against you..."

"Sure, but now you will have to."

"??? What?"

"What are you saying, Marianne?" — Also confused, Dad inquired.

"Paul will surely try to reach me and Theressa will surely be approached with that objective even if she is not already in this with him."

"..."

"You say you want the ease of my soul? At first, I wanted your sincerity to be told but that opportunity... it is completely gone, Theressa."

"... I understand."

"Do you truly?"

"Yes... I know exactly what sister wants this time... if you let myself, then... what you wish to learn I will do what is needed to let you know."

"You seem awfully eager and quite accurate in guessing what my last opportunity for you is. Are you done acting ignorant?"

"Before father arrived... I was about to tell you, sister... I do not lie, no plot am I involved in at the moment... yet I know there is someone around who wishes you harm..."

"... who is this? And why are you saying this now?"

"Solely a letter is in my hands... it is only now that I feel it is right to say it... for before, your eye nor your sound would be allowed upon myself. I had the intention to investigate... yet I am aware of the many eyes on myself that would tell sister and make you misunderstand... I will... go to them and learn their means."

"..."

"Sister believes there is a witch... when I was in jail and at that time when sister was kidnapped, something eerie was employed by Paul to take myself with him. Sorcery it must have been..."

"... Does this mean you agree to Marianne’s request?"

’It is not a request however...’ — I thought of dad’s intervention after my silence, intrigued by the way this all unfolded.

"No request is needed... I offer myself for if Paul were to be aided... Sister would be in greater danger."

"..."

"I will not... repeat an unclear past. These decisions and actions I take, I am well aware of them."

*******

Theressa’s resolution was immediately visible. After declaring such conviction she stood to get the so-called letter she had received and showed it to us.

[ Being your enemy’s servant, don’t you wish to fix her audacity? A way I can show. No matter the night, if your hand writes a reply in this sheet we shall meet to make things right. ]

A short message was within, suspicious in its meaning and how it could be delivered. Yet thankfully, the fairies that had taken a liking to Theressa came in handy again.

"Oh~ so this is what she hid in that cabinet ~"

’They knew she had it?’ — Impressed and annoyed I looked at them flying unbothered.

"It is difficult to open cabinets for us fairies~ heavy they are!"

"It is~ it is~ difficult it is~!... yet this letter is cursed. Good thing it is that she did not hold on to it for long."

"Good it is~ good it is, Estelle~ the little girl has been cleansed from stains. This will not have an effect on her like before~"

I became curious once hearing them say such, yet there was no time to ask at the time. Theressa showed us the letter, conveying how there was something familiar in it although she refused to fall into the trap and had put it away... or that is what she said.

"Tonight, I will do as this letter says... if it does allow a meeting to occur, I will make sure to learn the schemes against sister. I swear."

It was difficult to trust her. But even so, there was something I feared more than her betrayal, and it was to let myself be persuaded by a dangerous deity. Hence...

"Do so." — I said even while I knew Dad was restless at the circumstances. — "I will keep you close as I have done until now. Followed as well. Therefore even if what you say is a lie now, you will not get away with it, understood?"

"... yes. It is best for I wish to prove myself to you, sister... I will not let harm reach you again, not by my hand. Ever again."