TCF FANFIC!Lance Backstory

Ch 4: Arrival Of The Heads

Author Note: The words inside () are thoughts or translation.
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It was late afternoon when a carriage arrived at the front of the manor Lance resides in.

"Welcome home Count and Countess." A man with a very pale complexion and is wearing a butler suit opened the carriage door and said those words.

"Welcome home Count and Countess." All the servants said in unison.

"How is the children, William?" A man with a pale complexion asked. He is wearing a dark blue suit with a livery collar and a black coat made out of fur on him.

"They are fine, Count" William, the butler answered.

"Dear, Why are they at the door?" A lady with a dark complexion asked. She is wearing a hunting clothes with a dark orange coat made out of fur on her.

"I am not sure of the reason Railah, dear" The count answered his wife with a confused voice as well.

"Kiyan, Why are you and your siblings at the door? Where is Lance?" Railah the countess asked the eldest son Kiyan. 

"That you see...." Kiyan is clearly nervous. Not only because he is hesitating to answer but also because his eyes are wandering around.

"Psst, Anthony your up." Siarah whispered to her little brother. She tried to keep her voice as low as possible.

"Who is using mana when the three of you are HERE!?" The Count exclaimed the question like a tiger demanding for an answer.

"Kyle dear, why don't you look here and calm down. I'll talk to the kids." Railah the Countess said in a soothing and hypnotizing voice directed to the Count.

The trio which consisted of Kiyan, Siarah and Anthony is eyeing each other. Their gazes are the one doing the talking in their head. 

'They definitely know! We are so screwed! Someone calm them down!'

"Anthony Atler. Kiyan Atler. Siarah Atler. Where in the world is your little sister hm?" Railah the Countess asked the trio calmly. The aura around her is anything but calm though.

"Upstairs...Mother..." Kiyan said with great difficulty. The pressure of the Count Elius and the Countess Railah is too much for the trio to handle.

"We will talk later you three, especially you Anthony Atler." Count Elius said in a heavy tone.

'Fuck, we are for real screwed!' the trio thought in despair.

"What are you waiting for? Look here and follow." Railah the Countess demanded and commanded the trio with a firm but soothing voice.

"Yes Mother...." the trio said with a monotone voice.

"Why did you suddenly stop, Dear?" Railah the Countess asked her husband.

"Do you hear that?" Elius the Count asked.

"Yes, its the piano, wait...no one in our household learned the piano apart from your great grandmother." Railah the Countess asked

Elius the Count and Railah the Countess calmly rushed to the room and asked in a loud voice. 

"WHO'S THERE-!"

"Oh it's Mother and Father! Look Mother and Father, I can play the piano and make the dolls move!" Lance's voice and tone is the tone of a child who wants compliments.

A supposed to be invisible aura is rising from Elius.

"Anthony Atler" Railah the Countess called out her youngest son in a calm manner.