Chapter 197: The Deeper Truth
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The next morning when the weather was crisp and the sky cloudy, Samantha sat up on her bed while gazing timidly at the envelope in her hand. She felt the brown smooth texture of the envelope, her eyes displaying her affection for the one who wrote it, whilst she opened it up to take out the white paper that had been kept inside. Thankfully, Alain had gone to et his Father for the anti, giving her enough ti to read the letter without any disruptions.
Her Father handing this letter to Mada Ginevra could only an he sensed his death day coming. There was no other neighbor he trusted except Mada Ginevra, she understood his reasoning, but why would he give Mada Ginevra the letter to hand to her when he could have given it to her personally? Or was his perspective about her receiving the letter a little earlier ant she wasn’t ready to encounter what it held?
For so reason, Samantha hesitated, and she could feel her heart speed up. Looking at the neatly folded paper in her trembling hand, she mustered up the courage to open the letter, and when the handwriting ca into view, a faint sorrowful smile curved her lips. When her green eyes lowered to gaze at the content below, she took in a deep calm breath before reading the content.
"Dear Samantha, if you are reading this letter, then it must an that I am, sadly, no longer with you. I hope you and Maurice can forgive your Father for being incompetent enough to protect his own children. The both of you must be going through a lot as a result of my actions, the humiliation.... must have been difficult, and I am sorry that I cannot be by your side to comfort you both when you need it the most. Do not hate
for the accusations you might have heard."
Samantha paused briefly as she tried to take in another deep calm breath, it was almost as if she could hear her Father’s voice reading the letter out to her. She could sense his apology and his regrets, it threatened to make her cry, but knowing she could not do so as she needed to stay strong, she blinked the tears away and continued to read the letter from where she stopped, ntally building herself for what was to co.
"I know what you must be thinking, you must have a lot of questions to ask , but let
answer the important one which is no, I never murdered King Muzan.... I was frad for it." Samantha’s heart eased upon reading the note, "Muzan and I were good friends who only had the betternt of the Kingdom in mind, I have told you our story more than once my child, but there were a lot of people who didn’t approve of the relationship existing between humans and vampires in the Palace. Muzan never ruled by favoritism, so he ignored the complaints. I beca his special advisor since he believed I could help him make wiser decisions concerning the Kingdom, and one of those critical decisions involved the Mystic Orb."
"When the Mystic Orb was brought to the Palace, it prolonged the nature of GreenHollow, it beca the target of a lot of enemies, and Muzan, who wasn’t aware of the power he had brought to the kingdom, did what he could to make sure the Orb never got in the wrong hands. The mystery of the Mystic Orb and why it was desperately wanted beca Muzan’s one goal, to figure out the truth and the antiquity it held within his family. The Orb originally belonged to a powerful Demon who was castigated to hell during a war between Vampires and Demons, it was a centuries-old tale that Muzan had secretly dug up in Vesunard. We didn’t believe it was a problem since the owner had already been castigated from Earth, but a year after the discovery, it was rumored that the Demon had been awakened."
Samantha could feel a strange dread settle against the pit of her stomach, but she read on.
"The Demon was nad Marius, and it wanted its Orb back. Muzan and I were reluctant to give it after comprehending his perilous motive for seeking the Mystic Orb in the first place. We had stick to it till one Stormy night, Muzan called
to his Palace, and Lady Agathe had directed
to the Orb room. Right there and then, Muzan made a hasty decision, one I hadn’t expected since the kingdom was already under serious threats by Marius. Muzan figured the Orb could grant wishes, but it was in exchange for one’s life. I tried to stop him, I tried to talk him out of considering his options, but Muzan felt the need to sacrifice his life that night, and the wish he made... he wished for the Orb to be human so it would never be found by the Demon. If the Orb beca human, its connection with Marius would be temporarily hindered... it didn’t sound possible, but it was a risk he was willing to take. "
"There was a bright light after he made that wish, but when it died, Muzan was gone. Soone had alerted the guards about what was happening, but it was a lie spread by Lady Agathe that I had killed the King. She never liked my closeness with Muzan, and I had realized too late at what I had gotten myself into. Before he died, Muzan made
promise to take the Orb and run away with it, to sowhere safe, and that’s when you, my precious child, ca along. After escaping from the Palace, I hadn’t realized until after I stopped running that I wasn’t holding an Orb, but a beautiful baby girl. You are not my real daughter, you are the Mystic Orb."
"There’s a growing darkness inside of you, Marius will try his best to reach you the mont your powers are activated, but don’t give in to him... you can’t let him gain control of you. This.... Will be difficult to co to terms with but I want you to know that your Mother and I have always loved you from the depths of our heart, and we are so lucky to be blessed with a daughter like you in our lives. Take good care of your brother, and stay strong like you always have been. From your loving Father...."
When Samantha had sohow managed to read it to the ending, the letter dropped from her trembling hands at the deeper truth she just learned. Her eyes were glazed with tears as she shook her head, refusing to believe it.
"No, that’s... that’s not possible." She shook her head, finding it utterly unbelievable. "This cannot be the truth, this cannot be–" she hugged herself, "I’m...I’m an Orb???"
*! Knock! Knock! Knock!*
There was a sudden knock on her room door, but Samantha was too paralyzed by shock to hear it. When the door eventually opened after minutes of constant knocking, Ivan walked inside to find his little lamb sitting at the corner of her bed. He found it completely strange that she had ignored his knocking, and the silly woman wasn’t even asleep to be able to use that as an excuse. He had stepped inside her room, yet she made no attempts to turn around and see who it was.
"Little Lamb."
She didn’t answer him.
Puzzled by her lack of reaction to his presence, Ivan made his way to the side where she sat, and his visage imdiately switched into worry when he saw her in tears. "Little Lamb?"
He sat beside her, but she refused to look at him. It seed as though she was drowning pensively on a matter he couldn’t comprehend, and her silence was starting to hurt him as well. He was about to lose it when his gaze inadvertently dropped to the letter on the floor, a look of recognition dawning on his visage. Instinctively, his eyes moved to the brown envelope that no longer bore the letter inside, which could only an his little lamb had read the letter.
Since his little lamb was refusing to tell him what the matter was, he decided to read the letter himself. His eyes tremor through every word that was written on the letter, but a minute after, his expression turned evidently aghast. When he was done reading the letter, he looked at Samantha who had pald her face with both hands, shaking her head non-stop.
"No, this cannot be the truth..." she kept muttering, presently undergoing a state of ntal rejection. Ivan had to re-read the letter for the second ti, and he folded it back before glancing at his little lamb who was silently sobbing while continuously shaking her head.
"Little Lamb–"
"My Father is not my real Father," she uttered, glancing at Ivan with teary-red eyes. "If he’s not my Father that ans Maurice isn’t even my brother! I’m not even human!" Her eyes were laced with disbelief as if she was finding it difficult to fathom to the truth.
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