What have you done?

Lloyd stood over the bed of the governess. Her figure was in front of him, with no sign of movement. The sun shone brightly outside as the window looked into the back gardens. Lloyd had no reaction whatsoever.

Over the span of the last ten years, he had this constant fear. What would happen if Jennifer died before he found her? He had these thoughts over and over countless times.

So he wasn't actually surprised. More like the surprise was there but was muffled.

He touched her black hair. They were not always black. They were white. So living up to her infamous name of 'The White Witch of Singrad'. White hair was never common in Alkezar. Jennifer was the first person he saw with such brilliant hair. He was fascinated.

Her house in the inner forest of Singrad was his paradise. A utopia he could spend his entire life at without complaining once.

The fact that there was no actual culprit in destroying his paradise was a very annoying reality. What happened at Singrad ten years ago was nobody's fault. It was but the result of a chain of events. Slow and silent events that they didn't even pay attention to.

Slowly stroking her hair as he traced her face with his eyes, he felt neither sad nor heartbroken. All he felt was anger. After so much wait, he finally had her. Her oblivion mattered little to him in the end. But now that she was there, as lifeless as a living person could look, a wave of unexplainable anger took over him.

"We called physicians but they weren't sure what happened to her," the maid who was attending to Jennifer said.

"Where is Raymond?" Lloyd asked calmly.

"An urgent message from Lady Fallon came in this morning," the maid replied. "He went out after making sure that Lady Murray was stable."

"I see," Lloyd looked at the maid. "What happened to her?"

"We found her collapsed on the stairway this morning. Sir Raymond was the first one to notice her," the maid told him. "She was shaking and was very defensive of being touched even while unconscious. We barely managed to bring her back to her room."

"Any thoughts as to why she collapsed?" Lloyd asked sitting beside Jennifer on the bed.

"It's not clear yet as to why she was there in that state," the maid looked down a bit nervously. "I'm not sure if I'm supposed to tell you this but..."

"What is it?" Lloyd looked at the maid.

"Sir Raymond said that it was nonsense. But I think it might help... It's not a very important detail though..." (the maid)

"Just say it." (Lloyd)

"Actually, one of the maids said that near midnight she saw the governess heading to the stairs. And that she didn't mean to follow her! They were just going the same way! But she heard another voice than the governess'. She didn't directly see the person but the voice was..." (the maid)

"The voice what?" (Lloyd)

"She said the voice was familiar. Like... like... Young master Frank." (the maid)

Lloyd violently stood up. He shouted at the maid," Who?! Frank!! And Raymond told you it was nonsense!?"

Telling the maid to get out and slamming the door shut at her, Lloyd frantically punched the wall. With bleeding hands, he stopped as blood dripped from his knuckles.

"Karnov! Yes! Nova! He must know what is wrong with her!" he yelled and dashed out of the room to his study.

Ignis nervously stepped out of the room's doors. The electric shocks were faking themselves in his body after his previous experience with that door.

Lucifer looked at him as he adjusted his skirt. The long pale girl-like legs of his female body were bare as he lifted the edges to flick out the stuck fabric.

They both were bare feet. Lucifer held Ignis' hand as he dragged him along around the Whitlock estate.

The plan was to show Ignis around the place he was going to spend the next few years.

"How high are we from the ground?" Ignis asked as there were no signs of them going downstairs from that room with clouds showing.

"Quite," Lucifer said. "A couple of thousand feet I think."

"How did you build such a high castle?!?" Ignis asked, amazed.

Lucifer looked at Ignis for a moment. Then chuckled a bit and said," The castle itself is not that high."

"But you said we are a lot of feet above the ground," Ignis asked, visibly confused.

"I said it's thousands of feet up the ground. I never said that the castle was ON the ground," Lucifer smirked.

Ignis' eyes widened as he heard that and in front of them, Lucifer led him to a large balcony. Beyond the balcony, Ignis saw what he called the most beautiful place later. The entire estate of Whitlock was up in the sky like a large floating island.

The clouds encircled the majority of houses and gold fences were installed at the edge of the floating estate. Waterfalls flew upwards and trees were even higher than the castle itself.

"I'm dead and this is heaven, right?" Ignis asked as he ogled as much of the view as he could while leaning over the balcony.

"Pfft..." Lucifer laughed and approached Ignis. Ruffling his pale slender hand through the rough white hair of the boy, he said," Well, you say I'm not human, so maybe."

"So you really are an angel!" Ignis nipped on Lucifer's nose with his finger and laughed.

'You are the angel,' Lucifer thought when he saw the happy-go-lucky Ignis run about on the large balcony. His white shirt flickered in the air occasionally as he ran around.

"There is a reason why the king fears the Whitlock duchy so much, young prince," a voice came from the hallway.

Duke Hector Whitlock came after Lucifer and Ignis who had now stopped at a certain point.

"He is my uncle, Ignis, the Duke of Whitlock," Lucifer said to Ignis.

Ignis looked up at the tall figure of the duke and uttered, " My greetings, Duke Whitlock. I'm young duke Ignis Blaqua from Alkezar."

Hector smiled and said," I see that you've had your share of education in etiquette."