Chapter Eight

"I accept wholeheartedly your offers and I will gladly aid the country to the war and promise lots of victories."

"That's good! I know when to choose a capable person. It would be a waste if you rejected my rewards!"

The audience applauded after I accepted the reward of the emperor. I was very happy. I felt free. I finally broke free from those miserable shackles of the Grey duchy.

At the thought of this name my eyes scanned the audience to spot them. To my surprise, My eyes met Asher Herion Grey and his two sons beside him. The handsome young men I met a few days ago.

I felt betrayed when I found out that those kind men were the brothers that hated me but they said nothing. How could they trick me like that! They are truly despicable.

*Sigh*

I focused my eyes on them and noticed that they seemed sad and hurt. Yeah, sure... The only thing that would make them sad was the fact that they could not bully me anymore!

The emperor distracted the flow of my thoughts and called my name.

"Silvia Fury..."

"Y-yes your majesty?"

" You can move to your new estate anytime. Also I hope you attend the council conference next week, to discuss about the war.'

"I will make sure to attend."

I bowed to pay my respects to the emperor and left the arena. On my way out I felt a big hand land on my right shoulder from behind and stop me from walking away.

For a moment, I stopped walking and while keeping my composure and controlling my curiosity, I placed my hand above the hand on my shoulder.

I stopped for a minute and thought of many different scenarios. It could be a molester, an attacker or someone from the Greys. In any case, all three seemed detestable. All three scenarios would make me disgusted.

Attack or Defend myself. It was the only option. I felt the hand strengthening the grip on my right shoulder. I flinched in surprise.

Now the only option was to defend. An image came to my mind like a memory I don't even remember having. I imitated the movement of the image and grabbed the collar of the man behind me. Then I grabbed his arm blow the shoulder and threw him to the ground.

A big thud was heard as he crashed on the ground and groaned in pain. The man in front of me was handsome and familiar.

Black hair like the darkness of death

Green eyes that reflected grass fields.

A tall and slender man.

White skin, befitting a noble descendant.

He was my younger brother Toren. One of the two tricksters. Despicable! He hasn't had enough of tricking me yet.

Toren stood up in pain and brushed the dust off his coat.

He raised his gaze and his narrowed from the pain and the confusion, green eyes met mine.

" Silvia..."

His voice came out trembling as he called my name. Who is he to call my name like that? After everything he did to me!?

His expression was so annoying. He looked like he was wronged. How dare he! I wanted to throw a strong slap across his infuriating face...

I clenched my fist and acted mature, trying to hide my emotions.

"Sir Toren Grey we are not so close... Calling my name like that is impolite and improper."

His eyes widened in realization of what he just heard. His expression now was empty. He was completely blank. He flinched and extended his arm desperately to reach out to me.

I took a few steps back and slapped his hand.

" Brother shouldn't you be happy? I am finally leaving."

His expression was that of desperation and regret.

I was happy to see him suffer like that. Call me a sadist but all I want is to live respectfully. That was my revenge.

I want them to see me strive for honor.

My head is stinging. I felt a little dizzy. I pierced my hand with my fingernails to remain conscious.

A few drops of my blood fell in the ground and Toren noticed them.

He scanned my body carefully with his eyes and his gaze fell on my fist that was painted by little red blood trails.

Toren frowned and closed the distance between us. I wanted to push him away but I was fatigued.

Toren took out his handkerchief and gently lifted my fist. It was probably the first time he treated me like that.

He tied my wound carefully and looked in my eyes.

His eyes seemed to try to find any emotion that I could express. His attempt was futile.

"For how long?"

I asked him. This is probably the first time I asked about it.

"...W-What?"

" For how long have I been asleep?"

" Its been six years..."

Six years?! This is too much! What made me sleep for so long? My eyes widened in surprise and my eyelids twiched.

I tried to swallow a bit of my saliva but my throat was dry.

I tried to change the subject to avoid his excuses.

"Anyway, Sir Toren Grey, Tomorrow I will be departing. I am going to my estate. I wish you to find peace within my absence and forget we were ever family."

Toren's legs gave up in desperation as I walked away from him.

I rushed to the forest.

Fatigue plagued me from that torturous headache. I lied below a big tree and adjasted my back on the huge tree trunk.

In pain I summoned Speth with a groaning voice.

Speth climbed down the tree and stood in front of me.

"Contractor... Are you okay?

" It hurts!...my head..."

" You seem to be regaining memories"

" How can the pain stop?"

"There is a spell...but you will have to make a sacrifice"

"What sacrifice?....agh!"

" To forget a very important person to you..."

Why would I have anyone important to me. They all seemed to use me when needed and disregard me when I was useless to them. Who would be so important to me? He wouldn't matter more than to stop this pain.

"Speth...Agh!...do it!"

"As you command contractor"

A bright light came out of Speth as he murmured something and my pain disappeared.

There was no pain. I felt my eyes moist and a hot tear slide down from my cheek.

Why am I crying? I am not in pain anymore. Why do I feel empty?

I placed my hand on my chest and clenched my teeth. There was nothing but emptiness.

I remember everything. Their mistreatment, abuse,verbal and physical. My anger grew greater. I wanted to leave right away.

I went to my room and took all of my stuff. The diary, the few clothes and rags I made by myself, the moonstone pendulum and the grimoir.

Last but not least, I wrote a letter to this freaky family.

" To the Grey family.

I, Silvia Fury will never forget the name of the family who adopted me and treated me like trash all this time. The Grey family mistreated me repeatedly. The highlight of your mistreatment was injuring me to the point of falling into a six year long coma.

By the time I woke up I got tricked into believing that you are kind people. To my mistake when I realized that you tricked me once more I decided to leave.

You people are very shameless. I sicerely hope that you forget I was ever your daughter and continue our lives peacefully and seperated.

Sincerely,

Silvia Fury."

I conveyed my feelings in those few lines and left through the front door like a human.

On my way out I noticed that blonde maid who burned me when I was ten. She looked old. She saw me and her eyes widened. Then she averted her gaze. I ignored her and left this estate.

I took a carriage and reached to my estate in the capital. A beautiful mansion.  A large building that was even bigger than the Grey mansion. A huge garden full of lilies, lavender, hibiscus, and jasmine flowers.

There were peach blossom trees and a lake with a bridge built above it.

I thought that I was in paradise.

A young man dressed in a butler suit with a black tailcoat, black tailored pants and chain details, stood in front of me

The young man was good-looking. Ice grey eyes downturned and bright. Dark brown hair well styled. A tall and slender figure just like a ghost. He looked aethereal.

This man bowed and greeted me with respect. Probably the first time someone has taken care of me like that.

"Your grace Duchess Fury! I am the head butler of your estate and my name is Jonathan."

"Nice to meet you Jonathan! My name is Silvia Fury. Please take good care of me."

Jonathan took my suitcase and I entered my new home...