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❝Sometimes I wonder about the dreams I have when I'm awake.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#007F03 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #B20070】
|| Need you Now || Lady Antebellum ||
As much as the prodigy enjoyed the life of privilege and status from being a Harrington, there was a certain kind of freedom that could only be accomplished by escaping the house once night fell and letting herself be whoever she wanted to be. Atop the Wall of Glory, the two girls were, Erika having to help grab Clover to make sure the white cat didn't tumble to the streets below. When asked which side of the Wall she came from, Clover shook her head and pointed out to the forest that surrounded the city's outskirts. "Wasn't there a mage who lived there?" Erika asked. It was a story told a while ago, a family was using medicinal magic to help the poor so Manfred Remington exiled them and they fled, leaving Min City for the forest instead. Perhaps it was them, perhaps it wasn't.
Clover accepted the offer to the partners and Erika felt very happy. She gave Clover many bonus ear scritches for her decision. "Good kitty." The flutist beamed as the moon glimmered above them, pretty yet untouchable in the sky. Who knew how many people right now were looking up at the moon, begging for someone to save them? How many people were being hurt, who were the CCC hunting now? It was impossible to know for sure, and as much as Erika wanted to go on patrol, she knew Clover was at the end of her rope here. "Let's go back, I know you're tired. For tonight you can sleep in my room, but after that you'll have a room set up in the Servant wing of the Estate." It was inappropriate, even for personal servants, to sleep in the same room as their Masters. But Clover would be an exception, just for one night.
The next morning, it was time for another day at Miss Everett's Girl's Academy. Erika got herself dressed in her school uniform, wearing her grey coat overtop because of the fall weather. "Clover, today you'll be learning the basics of how to be a servant from Fiyero." She informed her feline with a small, refined sort of smile, brushing her hair in the mirror. "I will be back this afternoon, so be good while I'm gone." She gave one last scritch and then met up with Eamon at the entrance. He would be going to Sir Kerrigan's Boy's Academy, right next door to Miss Everett's so they could take the same limosine. It was more convenient that way, of course. "G'morning." Eamon greeted her with a grin. "Wait till Sera finds out about Clover. Think she'll get jealous?"
"Why should she?" Erika asked with a polite glance in her brother's direction. "There's nothing like that between Clover and I, there's nothing for Seraphina to worry about." Eamon yawned, shaking his head. "At least be a little provoked, you're so boring sometimes." Erika giggled at her brother's frustration. "A noble lady should always be composed." Unless she was the Blue Lotus, she had to stay under control. That was what she was raised to be.
The gates of the Academy were large and fancy and Seraphina was waiting for her within, with a big wide grin. "Heya, Rika." She grinned, yanking Erika out of the limo with an energetic bounce. "Gosh, it's so much more fun to meet each other without the adults around!" She had to act prim and proper during official outings but here, her fiery and out-going personality could shine. "See, not all noble ladies have to be composed." Eamon taunted as he entered school on his side, giving a flirting wave to his two girlfriends as they had to be pried off of his arms and dragged into the correct entrance. "Sera's special." Erika had a faint blush as she said it, one she shoo'd away after a few minutes.
School was the same as always and the time passed quickly. Erika was relatively smart, though most of her mind and talent went to magic and music, not really for academia. Eamon was by far a better student. Sera, too, was always the top of whatever year she was in, an utter genius as most people would call it. "I have a new servant." Erika told Sera as classes ended. "Do you want to see her?" Sera grinned and hopped into the limo. "Of course! I gotta see! I'll give her a good beating to make sure she's good enough for you, Rika!" As she did her fist pump her sleeve fell to reveal a dark bruise. Erika bit her tongue and ignored it, because she knew it she wasn't allowed to pry. "Go easy on her, you'll understand when you see her." Clover would probably be afraid of the fiery princess of the Remington family.
As much as they were in love, there was a lot of tension beneath the surface. Something or someone was regularly hurting Sera but she would never, ever reveal who or what it was. And the stress from not being able to help... it was very draining on the prodigy. Sometimes having love wasn't enough to make a relationship work, as painful as a fact that was.