Free Web NovelChapter 70: 70-The vision (5)
The violent rustling of leaves echoed in the light. A crowd of mourners had gathered around, dressed in plain white mourning clothes.
The compound was deathly silent save for the cries and screams of one beast kneeling beside a coffin at the center of the gathering.
Nerezza remained frozen as she glanced at herself in the light, kneeling next to her husband’s casket, calling out for him to wake up.
The troubled emotions pulsing through her kept her from blinking or moving an inch. Yes, Rhysandor liked to move around in a special casket that had been built with natural essense that refuels his body and soul when he lays inside.
The craftsman who build the casket was asked to build something he can move in, with essence fused into every inch of it’s inside, due to his obsession with caskets, he build a casket for Rhysandor.
After a few tries moving around in it, Rhysandor got used to the feeling and even enjoyed lazying about inside as beastmen carried him around.
But at the end of the day, it was just a preference and a method of self-preservation. She never thought that a day would come when he’d enter the casket and not get out again.
Staring at her mourning figure, dressed in plain white dresses and shoes on her feet, Nerezza truly understood that he was gone. It was impossible for her to naturally put on clothes that weren’t red and shoes without feeling the discomfort the attire brought her.
However, how can she focus on what she was wearing when her husband, her life partner and the only beast to save her from the brink of ruin was gone from the world. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Watching herself lift Rhysandor’s lifeless figure in the casket and continue to shake him while begging him to wake up, scarred her.
Rhysandor was the closest thing to a dream of eternity she had. It was only by his side that she felt the beauty of forever was worth looking forward to, but if he wasn’t even going to be there in the future then what purpose would her life serve.
Where would she go? Who would she turn to? Who would understand her trauma and care enough to save her?
The questions were left without an answer. As quickly as the mourning scene appeared, it vanished. She didn’t have time to learn the cause of his death, at what time she loses him and why fate was so cruel to her.
First, her brother betrayed his mates and brought calamity to the dynasty which resulted in the fall of her family and their reputation. Then, her destined mate rejected her and she became the laughingstock for the beastfolk.
Only for Rhysandor to come to her rescue and promise to make things better. And to his word, he spent his days helping her family rebuilt and nights staying awake with her when she couldn’t sleep or holding her with a kindness she’d long forgotten until she fell asleep.
Overtime, he had become a part of her. A routine and a habit she’d gotten used to and couldn’t break away from, not that she wanted to.
Then fate brought her brother back, the cause of her misery and reunited him with Rhysandor, constantly forcing her to face her nightmare while in the habit of staying close to her daydream but that was okay, as long Rhysandor was with her.
However now, it was showing her that she was soon going to lose him too. She couldn’t handle that.
"Wife, why are you shaking?" Rhysandor asked, wrapping his warm hand around her figure.
Nerezza raised her head, she met his gaze and a few tears slid out of her eyes.
"You are crying. What’s wrong?" He inquired, wiping away her tears with his fingers.
"Di...didn’t you see that?" She asked, pointing at the light.
"See what?" Rhysandor asked. He looked at the light again but saw only the light that had fully captured the skies and the earth. He didn’t see anything else that would make anyone shiver. "Is there something in this strange light?"
"Did you also see a vision?" Theren inquired, having overheard her question. freёwebnoѵel.com
"You too?" Samihita and Zeyron let out together, both panicking.
"I’m guessing we all saw visions in the light. What does this mean?"
Rhysandor stilled. He hadn’t seen anything when he glanced into the light. He had no idea what the others were talking about or why he had been excluded.
"What did you see?" He turned to Nerezza, hoping to learn about the vision from her.
Nerezza couldn’t voice out the nightmare she just witnessed. Speaking about it would give it power and she wasn’t ready for a world without him. That world looked colourless and dull.
"I want to rest."
"But what..."
"I don’t want to talk about it. Just let me get some rest," she said, and without waiting for his permission she walked away.
For the first time in a long time, her feet felt heavy against the ground. The ground felt rough against the sole of her feet and her entire body felt numb. She had long forgotten such pain since Rhysandor came into her life.
The last time she felt like that was when her mate rejected her publicly and she discovered that no one wanted to marry her so she had no where to rest her aching head. It had been the loneliest times of her existence.
The walk back to her room was terribly long. Her chest ached as her mind replayed Rhysandor’s lifeless state as if only to echo the cruel plan fate had in store for her.
’Did I burn down a nation in my past life? Was I a terrible tyrant that killed innocent beast children? Or did I kill a god in my past life? Why is fate so cruel to me?’
Her mind buzzed with questions. The longer she questioned why fate was constantly forcing a life of pain and loneliness on her, the worse her pain got.
Back at the backyard, the beasts looked at each other cautiously. They each wanted to know what the other saw in the light but none dared ask least they were required to speak of their own visions.
It was a stalemate.
Princess Samahita was worried that the other beasts would discover that she is destined to fall in the future, Zeyron would most probably inform her father who might end up thinking she was useless to him and decide to end her life.
Zeyron was worried that either Samahita or Theren had seen him in their visions and knew of fate’s plan to link their lives together in the name of love with him as the lovesick fool in the unrequited part of the triangle.
In that case, he was ready to strike them both down at that very spot or die trying and avoid the horrifying future.
Theren looked up at Zeyron, the most annoying beast he had ever met and felt his heart burn with hatred. He scratched the back of his head and wondered if the mysterious light had gotten drunk before showing him a vision of himself and the male entangled in what looked like a love nest.
In the vision he had seen it clearly, in a means to save Samahita’s life and bring back her beast, he must become one with Zeyron.
He shivered. ’Can I really do that to save Samahita?’ he shook his head, casting the thoughts aside. ’No, absolutely not. Zeyron would kill me before allowing me that close!’ he knew the emperor’s lapdog well to understand that he wasn’t born for love or to used for other beasts benefit.
