Book 7: Chapter 266: Jade (5)
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJade suddenly awoke from her thoughts. What was she thinking? She just met this Dyon character a few days ago, and all he did was pay Mithrandir back for her antics. Why was it that she was suddenly so angry?
‘Calm down…’ She spoke softly to herself. ‘What’s wrong with you…’
While Jade believed that Ri had a heavy weight on her shoulders, the weight on her own was even fiercer.
Back during the reign of the Elvin Kingdom, her Eostre family had been nothing but pawns. They sacrificed their sanity for the sake of breeding False True Empaths all so that they could lead what remained of their race out of trouble.
To this day, Jade was the only one who seemed to have escaped this fate. Her abilities were the highest, while she also seemed to suffer the least side effects.
But suddenly, she felt her own thoughts slipping out of her control.
Jade looked toward Dyon with a complicated glance. ‘I have to stay away from him… The Clan is relying on me. For him to stir my true emotions like this… It’s not a good thing. It seems I’ve indulged poorly.’
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe manifestation of the Eostre family had always been the Moon. While in some cultures, such a beautiful thing was worshipped and bowed down to, Jade had never seen it this way…
What was the Moon’s light if not the mere reflection of the Sun? It didn’t produce any beauty of its own… In fact, if you looked closely, the moon was filled with so many flaws, cracks and crevices that it couldn’t be counted as beautiful at all…
This was her Eostre family… Always fated to be the imitators of the light while in reality, they lacked substance of their own… Who was she, as the Moon, to seek out the Sun in Dyon?…
historicalDyon remembered Ores very clearly. It was this scumbag that scared Little Lyla in the forest. He had actually wanted to groom her into a concubine for himself, yet he dared to look down on others. Outrageous!
Seeing that moment between them, Jade could only smile bitterly, retracting her gaze from Dyon and silently wishing the two of them the best.
Even as Dyon stood in the arena, valiantly fighting for Ri and tearing Ores’ façade of arrogance apart, she couldn’t help but think to herself just how great it could be if he had been fighting for her instead. If his heart had opened up for her instead of Ri, would that be such a bad thing? Why did she have to continue sacrificing herself for a decision her ancestors made? When had anyone ever asked her what she wanted?