I was the Passive Narsississtic Sister of the Villain(Under Construction!)

Sofia Harrison

Margarethe Grimaldi

"Sister! Are you alright? It's a good thing your guards were swift they were aiming for your head!"

"Preposterous! Men should only aim for women's heart but never the face! I shall bring justice for ghe both of us dear that scratches on your arm are worth their whole family, now go to your room. I shall deal with all the aftermath."

Freya reluctantly was dragged by her guards to her room whilst I whip open my fan no. 2, Deux,Freya's precious gift that I especially equipped like my fan no. 1, Un.

If there were something that I learned in my previous life that would be fans are a women's companion. They can be your shield and your weapon.

"You are very lucky to witness the greatness of my Deux."

The man responsible of breaking the glass cried outloud as the knives that I retracted from the tip of my fan cut away his left arm. I know I should have cut all 4 limbs since he was the one responsible for scratching dear Freya but that would be a waste.

I felt that this attack was on full scale. Screams from all over the house can be heard, Murias chanted into the air and there appeared a butterfly flying away.

"Reinforcement shall soon arrive my Lady,let us first retreat."

"Pathetic, a Grimaldi is never one to be a coward. Prepare at once. I have told you, I AM NOT WEAK."

No one really knows of this because this usually only occurs in bloodlines like that of Liechen or Volvola, the ancient bloodlines. There was a reason as to why the Duke Romano Grimaldi and Duchess Lucinda Grimaldi were very secretive. This household have long been bearing children with magos. Through sickening ways as I learned.

It was late at night when I returned to the estate when I heard a noise from the underground basement, I think its a dungeon but I dont really care. I am just tired from the hard day of work.

I felt a magos and heard a shrill voice, I was never one to be curious but the strong streak of magos bothered me.

The smell had a sharp smell of metallic and pungent together.

Blood.

I walk further careful not to touch any of the walls.

"Ah-ah stop please enough!"

"More! More! So good!"

"Move it!"

A whole room of male and female in shackles doing revolting things, my father belt and pants below the knee whilst being savage like a beast, my mother baring herself naked towards the men. All the shackled prisoners were emitting magos.

A child, whom may be the same age as Freya saw me and reached out to me for help. Father saw this plea and looked towards my directions.

A bit shocked but seemingly quite proud he smiled,

"Welcome to Grimaldi breeding grounds my dear! Sorry about this disheveled appearance dear, but don't worry soon you will be a part of this! Together with Freya ypu will both follow into our footsteps."

Twitching I forced a smile out as the young girl reaching out for me passed out. I opened my fan to hide my displeasure.

Pathetic, is this all Grimaldi is? Pathetic. I shall never stoop as low as this for prestige and such.

Then again I also won't speak up.

Running towards where the noise was, I let my magos flow out like thread alerting the intruders. Holding the fan, on my right hand as I spin my threads on the other. My threads are beautiful just like mine hair.

With a swish of my fan you can see my magos with the flying daggers. My thread acts as strings to play with the men.

Goria with his excellent skills finished his side and Murias with his impeccable abilities finished his side, holding the leader.

"Thou shouldn't have touched the Grimaldi Estate, pathetic. Murias bring the man down but kill the rest, I only need one tongue."

Edward Pierre

"Your Highness, there were report of a full on attack against the Grimaldi household."

"What? How are they? Send out the fourth squad."

"Your highness, allow the third squad to this mission."

"Alright, send out your own knights to protect your woman."

Chris hurriedly left for his beloved.

How tragic those two will soon be. I hear of the talk for Greta's marriage.
A marriage between the neighbouring kingdom, Terra.

It looks like in the speculations of mine and Greta's advice are some truth untold. The little crumbs we keep on seeing were actually bugs.

"Sir! Have you heard? Sir Chris Liechen is to be wed to the daughter of a baron up north?"

Freddy is my trusted butler one that tends to be too noisy and irritates me but also a useful informant.

"How dare a baron propose to a duke's family?"

"Sir, actually the Harrison family is actually a branch of Nowerst family, and the Lady Sofia Harrison is particularly a well known lady up north for being a saint and a well kept lady, Duke Nowerst completely trusts and vouche for lady Sofia."

How interesting, who would have thought that the prospect duchess of the Liechen would be from duke Nowersts household.

It seems their time of playing friends will soon be over, finally some entertaining stuff amidst this messy royal life.

"Your highness, the squadron leader is here to report."

"*sigh* let him in."