Chapter 178: What is sport to the cat is death to the rat

Marg was happy today. 

Perhaps exhilarated even. She got to spend time with her beloved and also confirmed his feelings. 

She was afraid before. 

She knew Helio for a rather short time and this whole thing happened so fast, she couldn't even cope with it. Did love really work this fast? Would it really last?

At one point she thought, Helio was probably after her powers and maybe just her body. Maybe he'd just toss her away once everything settled down. But her misconceptions melted away with Helio's constant proposals and as she spent more time with him. At least to the point where she thought this wasn't some fairytale and perhaps their love really was mutual. 

She knew she loved him but was it enough? Was their love really enough? What if someone prettier comes along and what if that girl loves Helio much more than she ever could?

That's why she was holding back, that's why she didn't want to rush this marriage. That's why- she- couldn't bring herself to say to Helio- that perhaps she'd like to get married, grow old with him and even have his kids- as long as he was okay with it. She thought a lot about the subject, she also fantasized a lot too. But that's why she was scared. 

After all, the future was uncertain. 

She still acted normal and enjoyed Helio's company. She loved and she wanted to make the boy feel loved. 'Am I being too possessive?' The thought did cross her mind and that's why she was willing to give Selene a chance. It wasn't about seeing whether Selene loved him or not, but it was more about seeing whether she could still love him, and what Helio would choose. 

She was selfish, she really was, but she loved him. And that's why she was willing to compromise. 

When the weird bearded guy this morning talked about how love was never long-lasting she took a leap of faith and declared her love, but even she wasn't sure. 

But she knew one thing, her feelings weren't lies. They were genuine and she really wanted to be with Helio. And after spending the noon and the passionate spring bath with him, she knew Helio felt the same. 

Helio wasn't going to abandon her like a tool and he wasn't going to treat other women the same way as her either. She didn't let it out but she was happy- perhaps the happiest she'd ever been. 

So with a smile, she stood in front of the door to her mother's quarters. She was about to talk to her mother and she was going to live with Helio from tomorrow. 

'Everyday huh?' She giggled softly to her. It was rare for her to show so much emotion.

Helio didn't want kids yet, so they'd have to stick with protection: it didn't matter though as long as she got to be with him. Just the thought alone was enough to arouse her. She really wanted to give her all to him and be with him. And she wanted all to herself. 

She was selfish but- she loved him.

Before she could knock though, a sharp pain ran through the back of her head. Her chest felt compressed. 

Her vision blurred slightly and before she could cover her nose, some drops of blood leaked on the floor. 'Wha-?'

A second later, she herself dropped on the floor. 

The sound was minimal but the door opened inwards just a moment later. A middle-aged woman looked around but there was nothing. She was about to close the door but somehow her vision went down and her eyes opened wide. 

"Marg?" The middle-aged woman said, slouching down. "MARG!?"

***

The whole house was mine, totally mine!

I was alone but at the same time, I felt amazing. 

Usually, whenever mom went shopping, she'd always take Elsa and me with her. 

During her workdays, she'd arrive home at 7, but even during those days, I wasn't alone in the house. After all, I had a nagging sister. And till now, I was never given an option when it came to shopping. So, technically I was never alone in the house. 

I ran from here to there. This was my empire! At least for the next forty-five minutes!

But it felt a bit surreal to think my clingy sister had finally grown up. 'I guess I'll burn only half of the lucky guy's face.'

My sister was young and naïve, I didn't want her to rush things. 

Before I knew it, I came back to my room and jumped on my nostalgic soft bed which wasn't as soft as I remembered. I guess I already got bored of my own empire!

But seriously, as I stared at the ceiling of my room, I felt like my face leaking all my emotions: very not so pure emotions. I'd be living with Marg every day from now on. Living alone would probably be a lot more complicated than just living in the dorms and we'd probably end up fighting too. But- but I wanted to experience all the bitterness so we could enjoy our lives and all the happiness. After all, no one can enjoy the light without the darkness. 

'I'm gonna make her happy.'

I rolled around in bed, out of sheer embarrassment, but-'I forgot to book the tickets.'

I sighed and went to the Holo com. 

We only had one in the house and it was enough to automate most of the stuff.

But the moment I entered the website- 

Everything was already booked. "Oh boy."

I sighed. 

Everything was booked, EVERYTHING. 

I did have people who could fly me there but- this wasn't going to be great. And I couldn't ask Marg either. I didn't want her to go through all that trouble for my sake. 

With some more sighs, I called my cousin.

I really didn't want to, but even if I took the fastest train, I'd only be arriving at the borders in the morning. Rushing to the stadium and fighting in that state wasn't going to work. 

"U-U-Aunty-" It was John, my cousin. 

The guy was freaking out, thinking mom called him. I didn't know why but the guy feared mom way more than me. 

"It's me."

He sighed rather audibly. "Ah, thank the demons." He was weird. "So, ya need anything?"

Shouldn't he had at least asked about how I was and something?

Sigh. "I need a ride to Germany." Since he was being blunt, I was being blunt too. 

"From your home?"

"Yeah."

He started laughing loudly. "Just fly there, I'm telling ya, it's easy. Just jump high and-" And he still had the misconception that I could fly like gramps. 

"Shut up and get over here. Weren't you the guy who was fawning over how you were proud of me or something?" I was not afraid to use that card, no. 

Me and the guy weren't on the greatest of terms but I knew he'd help me. We were family after all. 

"Th-that has nothing to do with me coming to your house." He was way too flustered. 

But I knew just the way I could have my way. "Mom isn't here you know."

"Really? I'll be right over!" He cut the phone. 

A devilish smirk crept up on my face. 

It'd take him at least an hour to get here and within that time mom would probably be back. 

Muahah ahahahah!

***

A glass broke. 

A maid was just being clumsy. 

She looked around and no one was around.

There was a blizzard going on outside. 

But inside the kitchen, everything was normal. The temperature was warm and comfortable but the maid couldn't rest. 

Was this a sign of some sort? The girl touched the broken shard but her finger got cut. "Ouch."

"Is something wrong, Zinny?"

A man came inside the kitchen, rather young and well dressed. 

"No-nothing young master. I might have been a bit clumsy, that's all." She chuckled, hiding her cut finger behind her. Her golden locks were long and they were aiding in the cover of her hand.

"Let me see that."

The young man came close to the maid. He'd already guessed what was going on. 

They had roughly ten years of an age difference. The maid was 27 while the boy, just a month over 17. His looks were similar to his mother's. White hair, red eyes, and skin like the snow.

Though the maid and the boy had differences in social standing, and perhaps age, they both had one thing in common. 

Since the maid was ordered, she couldn't deny it. She showed the boy her finger and the boy took out the small glass shard from the cut. He also licked the blood. 

The girl squirmed a bit but didn't move around. 

"Must hurt?" The boy let go of the finger and it healed.

"No- it's okay. Look it's all healed." The maid chuckled. 

"That's good to hear. There's a storm coming this way, I want you to head to your parents' house and stay there for the week." The boy was serious, he looked too dashing when he was that serious. 

"What about you, young master?" The maid looked up, concerned. She was good-looking, and a hard worker, but there was another reason the two were talking. 

She was present when the boy was born and from that day on, she took care of the boy. The boy was attached to her- but perhaps he felt more. 

The boy came close and held the maid's chin. He was taller than the maid. "I have to stay by mother."

"Lady Hyora," The maid looked down. She was a bit pained by the response. "But-"

"After this-" The boy began, paused and thought for a second. "I'll talk with mother."

The maid smiled faintly. "Please don't. They'll never-"

And the maid saw the boy as her own child. She was incapable of having her own, that's why this boy was very special to her. That's why she couldn't stop loving the boy. But that wasn't all. 

The Battlesuins were a famous family and within that family, the head family only bred with other pure breeds. There was no place for half breeds let alone a maid. 

"I know but-" The boy smiled too. "It doesn't matter what she thinks." After all, he also loved the maid. 

They both loved each other, but their love wasn't the same. One love was that of mother and her son, while the other- desire and devotion.