[ FLASHBACK ]
A woman was leaning against the railing of the terrace. The House of Grimsbanne was surrounded by trees, established in the vast clearing. There was not any good view to watch, but sohow, the woman was smiling as if she was seeing more than the darkness of the night.
"You look happy." Her brother's voice coming from behind disrupted her peace. "Did you peek into the future again?"
The woman glanced back and chuckled, watching her big brother, Abel, join her on the terrace.
"Guess what I saw." Her lips stretched even wider while Abel leaned his side against the railing.
"Mhm." He humd, assessing the bright smile on her beautiful face. "No idea, but that smile piqued my interest. Mind sharing, what's there in the future?"
"Destruction." Aria, the lady with long virgin black hair, peeled her eyes from him and looked ahead. "The Grimsbanne will wreak havoc. You... you three in particular."
"You seem happy about that."
"That's not what made happy." A weak chuckle slipped past her shut lips. "I'm glad I saw it and knew the cause. Thus, there's a solution to stop it."
Abel shook his head, setting his eyes on the thick darkness surrounding the forbidden forest. "Aria, stop looking into the future for sothing so nonsense. Knowing what's ahead takes out the fun of tomorrow."
"Fun is not the only thing that tomorrow brings. There's also fear and uncertainty."
"But that is the order of the world, sister."
"That is why I peek to keep that order." Aria looked back at him with a playful grin. "I don't want my family to be in danger."
"We are not in danger."
"The mont we are born, we're already in danger, Abel. The ti this blood ca into existence, danger was born. Can be for us or for this world. It is just a matter of ti."
"You think too much," was what he said, but he couldn't deny her claims. What Aria said was true. Their existence was a threat to this world, and this world was a threat to them because everyone just wanted their cursed bloodline to disappear.
They thought without the Grimsbanne, the world was a better place. How unfair.
"Abel, what do you think about Marsella?" she asked after a mont of silence, making his brow arch. Aria slowly turned her head and tilted her head to the side. "Hmm?"
"Nothing." He shrugged. "I think she is pitiful for even existing. Just like you and . Hopefully, she dies."
"Death... is not the only way out, Abel."
"You will not bend my beliefs."
"I'm not trying to bend it. You've lived longer than I did and have seen many things on the mainland. I'm just glad you liked Soran." She chuckled and looked away. "I like Soran, though I wished we never t him."
"Hah... that's new." His brows rose, and curiosity was apparent in his eyes.
Everyone liked Soran, and Aria was one of those who would stick around the man every day. For Aria to say this only ant she saw sothing in the future that she wished to not happen.
"Silly thing about this gift is that I cannot change the past. I can only change the future if I interfere in the present," she said under her breath, bitterness filling her eyes. "I want to say how I wished I had chased Soran away, but he is a very kind man. Deep in my heart, I am glad to be his friend."
"You are so changeable, Aria."
"Haha. I like everyone." Aria faced him again, bearing the brightest and the most beautiful smile Abel had seen. He never thought anyone could smile like this, but ever since she was born, this house was just never the sa boring and dull one.
"You're abnormal."
"You keep saying that just because I often choose kindness."
"No, I keep saying that because you always choose others before you."
Aria shook her head while her smile was cented on her face. "Perhaps that is my purpose."
"Purpose, huh?" Abel pressed his lips into a thin line, pondering about this word, purpose. "What a strange word."
"Fun fact!" she clapped all of a sudden while her lips stretched even broader. "Guess who I am going to marry."
"You will marry? No. So fool will fall for you?"
"What is that tone?" she frowned, scrunching her nose up. "I am a woman -- a beautiful lady. So it shouldn't surprise you I would have a husband soday."
Aria looked at him in disappointnt, shaking her head once again. "I'll marry the man I fancy."
"You fancy a man?" Abel gasped weakly, in disbelief at what he was hearing from his younger sister.
"Mhm. The young Lord of the Vonstein Clan." Aria giggled happily as her cheeks blushed. "In the future, we would have beautiful children and live a simple life in the woods."
"Hah... I guess you will never leave the woods."
"It's nice to know what my choices will lead ." She lowered her head until her chin was resting on her arms. "Even if just a glimpse, I know if I keep doing what I was doing, I will have a good life."
"A good life with a Vonstein..." Abel humd a long, dull tune, assessing the corner of her eyes. "Whatever makes you happy, sister."
Her eyes softened. "I won't marry him."
"Huh?"
"I fancy Jarvis, and I'm glad he will cherish in the future. At least, I've seen the two of us together." Aria kept her soft eyes ahead, and this ti, Abel finally noticed sothing amiss.
"Why would the Grimsbanne bring destruction, Aria? What is it in the future you saw?"
Aria didn't respond for a minute before she looked back at him. Her lips curled up subtly, gazing at him with genuine affection and respect. Abel knew her, and knowing her, Aria was soone who would sacrifice her own happiness for others.
She was selfless, and that was the only thing he hated about her. An angel lost in hell and was deed evil. Aria was not evil, but the blood running in her veins said otherwise.
"Don't hate Marsella too much, Abel. She needs salvation, not condemnation. Try to understand her as her big brother."
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