Lumiere's Bane (Original) [Complete]

•Chapter X•

X. Unfulfilled Promise

Why does life have to go so fast? Dying at a young age. What a life!

My mother once said, "Death comes by like a bullet, shooting your heart, bleeding you away." Well, that actually happened. And I cannot deny for it is true.

I got away from the disastrous wreck of the events.

I never get to meet Stella ever again.

How did we fall in love? It is simple, she loves me and I love her.

Well, if you are querying about our love story... It is quite a slippery slope regarding to the punching-the-floor thing.

I was frustrated that Caesar's mighty power destroyed the love life I ever wanted with her.

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Long ago,

Stella was young, a young, gorgeous and stunning youthful woman. Though she was just a servant that we met five years ago in replacemwnt of Samuel, she was quite the kind woman. Despite having the same age as my sister that time (thirteen). She is hardworking. My father recruited her a few weeks later.

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August 19th of (N/A), It was after my sister's fourteenth birthday, I met Stella. As what my sister ordered, she never wanted birthday celebrations ever again. Estelle was a gift to her, to be her new friend and personal servant.
- Sure she works for me, too, but she is like, let us say "secretary" for Bella.

One day, I was only twelve and she was fourteen. In the wrong room she entered. She walked on me reading books.

She was shocked that she entered in the wrong room. But if she did not, it would probably end in a different story.

"I apologize! I— I... I apologize!" She blurted. I did not actually see her until she says a word. She is always quiet, those are one of the things I like about her.

"No— it is all right. I do not mind. Though if you have important things to attend to, then you may go."

Then Stella's eyes locked with mine.

Let me stop the story right there. Suppose you know the definition of lepidopterist, right? Well, if not... It means that it is a person who studies butterflies. If you are wondering what does that has to do with anything? Imagine swallowing tons of butterflies that ended up in your stomach.
-   Now those butterflies are floating... Flying within your stomach. That is how I felt... That is the love... That is... You know, I cannot find the correct sentence. But, I know you got the gist of it. Forgive me for interrupting.

It made me feel special. It made me feel... It was unexplainable. My habromania wished to become true. Like a dream I wanted to reach but it was not palpable enough. I wanted her to be mine. Whenever I am with her or feel her presence, I feel the tranquility passing through me like a dead ghost.

"You could read with me...?" I was nervous, thinking of what she may negatively judge  about me.

She chuckled, "With all my proper respect, my lord. You seem funny!"

I want to find it disrespectful for her to speak to me like that. But, the butterflies just flapped their wings harder in this stomach of mine.

"I... I am— uh, offering." I  hesitated.

"I wish to, but I have to return before Her Higness finds out that I did not give her the book she requested in instance."

"My sister never had been that bossy."