He could Be she
CHAPTER 2
"SEARCH THE PERIMETER, TAKE THE SURVIVORS YOU MEET ALONG YOUR WAY," he ordered. His soldier do what he said and take pledge of the order. He settled his horse, one of the soldier on guard stand by as when he discharge his self and gave the rope to the guard. The guard mooch the horse at the near tree.
One of the commander greet him with a bold look. " Report for duty, your grace. The infected wolves are all dead. No threads found of the mysterious Mask who slayed all the wolves. But all wolves were freshly fed. The bodies we found are out of breathe,yet, all are died by just this night. We found no traces of old bodies inside the wolves. They seemed putted in long slept of their hunger, and awaken to gather fresh flesh."
He entered the fence of found bodies of chopped dead wolves. " Did you dice them all?"
The commander nodded." The Royal Guardian wants to gather a research for their parts. That's what we were order from the bishop."
He palmed his face. Bishop is really into that mysterious Mask. Now he's using the Royal Guardian to look for traces behind that slayer.
"The bishop wants to find who's the real man behind the slayer feature. He's using the tactics of the late king." He said while roaming his eyes on the flesh of the wolf.
" He's using the pathfinding item, one of the called symbolic artifacts of the deity. The Sharp.," Wefer added, one of his guard.
" It could be not long to find that man. The Sharp is not mean for nothing." He grinned for that idea. The masked man already took everything to raise his image. Annoyed. But amuse
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" Explanation is what. I. need. the. most." He said pausing each word emphasizing his serious and don't like to ride her tricks.
Damn. This night is F*ck.
" How about we take our nap first and enjoy a dream of fantasies, then discuss this later, isn't it a good idea?" But, he only gave her a flattened look and never insist to blink from her glares.
Sighed. This will take a long night.
"SAPH, TALK NOW," she demanded. She brushed her hair while soaking in her tub. Saph is her Lady-in-waiting, personal assigned by the Minister's wife. But Saph is one of her acquaintance back days.
Saph hold her grit before bursting. " Your uncle was so worried about you last night," answered.
" I already took it. Thanks.," Saph breathes slowly yet heavily as while looking at her side.
She can feel her gaze, burning her alive. That's what keep echoing in this bathroom corners. " Saph, talk now,"
She can tell, Saph averted her own gaze away at her to able to stop herself from nagging. " Death always occured everyday. One of the common reason is Heart failure. Heart Failure is the ailment that caused second prince died without meddling the quarrel of the Two Kings. As you know, it might be —" she was cut when Saph loosen its rope.
" My next? Are say'n?"
She gave her a thumps up and mimic the work perfect.
" Tsk. You. You never think for us. You always do your own. You always quiet but stubborn on the other side. Sneak at night, found at clubs, forest, or ruining a flower sunset during spring at dawn." She smiled and faced her.
"Live your life to the fullest" she quoted the sentence.
Saph released a exasperated sighed and annoyed at her, " Seek your death, that's suitable for your behavior," she murmured.
She laughed at what Saph said but shortly covered her mouth when she met her deathful glares. " I'm just doing my walking routine," she commented.
" Routine, my butt." Saph snorted.
She pushed her back at the floor of the tub and lift her head. " You know killings is prohibited to us, Ladies. We, women, only allow to kill, as what to defend ourselves, when it is necessary. But when we laid a finger to kill, we're punished salvagedly that we can't even oppose."
" Veileds need to stay her sanity and humanity. That's what they stay—," Saph poured the bubbly liquid on her own palm and squeezed it on 'her' shoulder. " They model purity against the odds running around the clock"
She half-grin as what she expect Saph to say. She closed her eyes, feeling the massage on her shoulder.
Yesterday night, is half tiring and boring. People always strive to live, but they never point to fight against it at the very least of their breathing. They just waited for savior. And that is the suck thing they believed onto. Wasted their life by some kind of savior who never wished for their survival. That is what she's rooting for. Showing them, neither a savior can fully save them, they need to act, stand, shield their own than trusting artificial and fake gods.
" Does purity always sees on innocent-hands? They might be niether do the killings through hands, but what do about their schemes? They can kill without grabbing a knife or picking a poison. They could kill with no mishap." She popped the big bubbles spotted in her eyes below on her naked knees.
" Power and mind is what you want to point out. Yeah, for the moment, I could plan of terminating you without be in nose of someone." Saph laughed and confidently said those words as continuing massaging now her forehead.
" Schemes. Shocker." She murmured.
Saph laid her robe and helped her worn it. The bathroom is tilt with crystal that can be drawn as mirror of every corner. The curtained of the tub always spring the clear-glossy white silk of it. The orange moisture that the water live on its dearest, leaves its smell alluring the room.
" Thanks for the bath," she said as she combed her own hair. Saph cracked a grin then said. " Orange is my expertise." Yeah-yeah. She can't argue with that. Saph background lines never sort of likings orange nor working with a spring. They are worn with sword on their hips. But Saph is the total wrecker of their line, she never like sword nor do like seeing blood, even she sliced or wounded her skin.
" Your hair smooth like feather of phoenix. Rare and delighted with soft fire. Did someone tells you, your hair is more like a symbol of fortune?," She hoist a brow. She never heard that kind of crazy before. Slap for the fact, she was veiled when she reach her two of age.
", Maybe now, I'm hearing it from you," her hair is long but never laid a special concern for it. Her hair is just like anyone has. Her hair is just a product of ordinary. Nothing mysterious behind it.
Though, sometimes, she find it cringed. Her hair changed color somehow if her eyes never failed her. Yet, it only happened for a couple of second.
Saph folded a tons of messy towels in the basket and book for it to the cabinet, the done one. The towel is big that can be mistakenly a blanket. However, it was purposely designed by the assigned bishop to his line of designers.
" I'm just a slacking of word. I don't see any fortune on it. I may lucky at the first sight of it when I stepped in your chamber, but nothing improving in my position. So it is rather nothing," Saph is really kind of absurd. Damn, remind every damn seconds she's not here to be a source of headache.
" It is literally rude"
"Sucker" Saph murmured and face high, chin up into her doings.
" What happens at the meeting of yours yesterday?"
"Jinx, as what to expect." Saph boredly said.
" Why though? Is there something bothering you?," She picked the lipgloss in her podium of face models. The gloss designed to prohibit her face to be seen if the veil suddenly worn out or blow by unexpected guests.
" Someone, that's the perfect word," she laughed. If it is someone, then she knows who Saph exactly mean. Only one person who Saph hated and annoyed the most, the lady in crown, the next to pursue the crown of Convalesce, Lady Autia.
" Why would she be there?" Lady Autia never laid a foot on the chamber meeting hall of the lords and ladies in waiting. She hates the idea of setting a heels on their tiles. Though the reason, is just bit of absurd, she just hate the tiles, that's it.
" My mind was not entirely focused yesterday," she can feel bitterness on saph voice, as if toning that she did something unusual that stole her mind instead of contributing on the meeting." And that brat lady worst my mind. She always have this disgusted look when she look us in eye to eye. Yet, she turns sweet when the leader of the meeting enter the chamber hall." She can't stop to make a laugh, but she knows it would add boil in air if she do that, so she just turned, face the door, away from her gaze. That could be a little safer if she blurted out.
" You tone jealous. Do you still idolized the lord of What they always called -fuckable-faceless-of-god?," Teasing Saph is not a good idea, she can sense the air wild and intense more. " I guess I need to see my gown now, see you if you're done" without hesitation, she walked out.
The Lady of the crown already start her move, even stepping on her own pride just to save her face, is absolutely foolish. She really do everything just to start her schemes.
She wondered if what the Lady in Convalesce begin her motives just to corner the masked man, the rumor child of the God, who loathes to save weak, and who loves to dare a blood with monstrous beings. 'Lady Autia is really obsess to see the masked man real face, which is Autia could never be expected it could be me, a lady in veil.'