Third Person.
"Wanda, please don’t get into this fight you have with Draven’s wife," Levi sounded like he was begging her. "I don’t want to be involved."
Wanda glanced at him before opening the door. "This is your bedroom. Don’t forget it and go looking into other rooms here," she said to him before stepping inside.
Levi followed after her and shut the door imdiately.
"Father wants to get rid of her." Wanda suddenly dropped the bomb and earned a stare from Levi.
"Father wants you to kill her?" As soon as Levi asked that question, he put up his hands in front of his face as she turned to him and gave a small nod.
Levi shook his head. "You know what? I don’t want to know what your plans are and what Father’s mission is all about. Don’t get involved in this. I already have more than enough on my plate already."
"So, if I need help with this mission, you won’t co running?" Wanda asked, blinking her lashes as sothing soft like pity flashed across her eyes.
Levi shut his eyes and stepped away from her. "No. I don’t see any reasonable reason to do that. And we don’t share similar visions."
"You wouldn’t like to see your beloved sister on the throne, ruling beside your friend, Draven, as his Queen when he finally ascends the throne?" Wanda asked.
Her tone was soft. She didn’t sound or look offended.
"Sounds tempting." Levi opened his eyes and looked around the room. There was a big enough bed to hold his big body, two chairs, and a small table in the other corner.
The room slled sothing like fresh olives and barbecue sauce.
There was a plate on the table, covered with a stainless steel oval-shaped bowl.
Imdiately, he moved towards the table and removed the cover to see about seven skewers of barbecued at.
"Is this a welco food or dinner?" he teased, grabbing a skewer and taking the at out in one single swipe with his teeth."
"Welco food," Wanda said, walking up to him. "How do you see your bedroom? I arranged everything myself."
Levi looked around once again before letting his gaze fall on her face. "It’s comfortable. Thank you for a good job, sister."
Wanda steps into his arms and wraps her hands around him. Placing her face on his chest, she listened to his strong heartbeat and briefly shut her eyes.
"I missed you so much. I wish you weren’t married," she whispered.
Levi released a deep sigh from the top of her head. He slowly placed his big left palm at the small of her back.
"Is father giving you a hard ti?" He asked.
Wanda lifted her gaze to et his calm eyes without releasing her hands.
"He is," she replied. "Is there a single mont where he isn’t in control of our lives and goals? And now with you not here to protect any longer, my life is almost in shambles."
Wanda went on to tell her brother that Draven was the reason she had been holding out till now, but then, another woman had to co into the future to ss with her hope.
"...this is why I have to listen to father and get rid of her, even though it wasn’t my initial intention."
Levi shook his head. "We are done with that topic, Wanda. Don’t go back there."
He ant the topic of killing redith. He wasn’t interested in it.
Wanda released a deep sigh and stepped out of his embrace. Her brows were tightly knitted. The corners of her mouth turned down.
Levi noticed her unhappiness and grabbed another skewer from his plate, giving it to her. She took it reluctantly and shifted.
"We need to have a conversation," she said, looking straight into his eyes before bringing the at to her lips in a fluid motion.
"Not tonight." He shook his head. "I am exhausted from this fucking trip. I need the remaining strength to pull through dinner."
Wanda didn’t say anything. She didn’t take her gaze off him. Instead, she continued staring at him while biting off a small chunk of at from the stick.
"Tonight can’t work since I’m tired and won’t last. Tomorrow morning will be busy as I will be with Draven. So, tomorrow night it is. At least my energy will be back full-ti, and I can give all my ti to you. Deal?"
Wanda pointed the skewer at him. "That sounds like a good deal."
Levi sighed and grabbed the third skewer.
"The servants will be here any minute with your luggage pieces. While you bathe, I will help you put your things away," Wanda said to him, biting off the last of her at.
Levi declined her offer. "Let them do it."
"If you saw so." Wanda shrugged and put the empty skewer inside the oval stainless bowl. "I will return to lead you to the dining room once it’s ti. Rest up."
She reached out to tap his chest twice before walking away.
As soon as she stepped out of the room and shut the door, she leaned her back against it and let out a deep sigh.
She remained in that position until she saw two servants approaching from the end of the hallway, carrying two luggage pieces.
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~**redith**~
Dennis and I parted on the third floor.
He went into his bedroom while I went into mine with a scowl on my face.
Unfortunately, my plans to buy so ti before moving in hadn’t worked out because I never thought all my demands would be t.
So, here I was.
Even my maidservants have to follow really strict rules. I won’t get to see them as often as I want anymore.
Draven doesn’t like crowds and noise. He loves to live in seclusion like a monk. Knowing that I had five maidservants, he relocated to his floor. Now, they will be forced to follow his rules.
After freshening up with Azul’s help, Kira picked sothing semi-formal from my wardrobe.
"Umm... Do you know what ti it is, Kira?"
"Yes, my lady. It is dinner ti," she replied. "But there is a guest tonight. You have to look the part. It’s a rule."
Damn the rules.
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