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|| The Blond Executioner ||
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Eventually it was dinner time, and the family was all gathered. What kind of delicious meal had Rosemary made for them today, with the help of her small army of assistants, of course? Estelle did not know, but she intended on finding out. So when food time was called, Mallier rushed over excitedly to the table. Eamon took her hand with a bit of a smile before Estelle could draw away. "Welcome back, sis." He told her, and Estelle sighed, scratching her head. "Just this once, okay? Once I'm gone, I'm not your sister anymore." Sure, she still loved her family. She even loved her father who she had driven a sword of light through. But in the end, she had her mission and she had no choice but to complete it. If she didn't, then Manfred would complete his plan and all would be for naught.
It all smelled quite delicious and Estelle knew why. Mother had always been one of the best cooks the world had seen, and that hadn't changed despite losing a large part of her family. "Master, you should play with Clover more before you go!" Fiyero told him with a grin as he and Maple helped set up the food for everyone at the table. Eamon looked as if he wanted to - how close had they been, Estelle wondered to herself. "It might just be awkward." He murmured, looking down at his food. "We used to be friends, but now she probably doesn't want to remember." Of course, one part of it was that Eamon and Erika had been siblings, so wasn't there a chance that Clover's memories could be jogged? No magic was perfect, and Distortion magic was the least stable of all of them. It made sense not to want to make the risk, even if Fiyero and Mallier had teamed up to force Eamon to pet one of Clover's ears.
"Thanks for the food." Estelle stood up quickly once she finished eating. It had all been very good, and the noises of appreciation she made while chewing probably was more than enough to prove it. "Now I have to go and research some more!" Maple pulled on her long hair, making her fall onto her back before she could escape. "I heard from Rosemary that she still keeps your violin here." Maple said with a fiendish grin. "Do you want to play for us?" It had been a while since she ever got to just relax and play, hadn't it? "Fine! Just this once!" Estelle grabbed the case from Rosemary and stood up on the makeshift stage, hands on the bow, chin on the rest, playing her heart out her favorite tune that reminded her of the old King Arthur tales of ages past.
Once that was done and bathing was finished, Estelle retreated back to her guest room. It was coming back now, it all was. Every night around the same time until morning, this happened and she had no idea why. Her mana nodes all seemed to retract and horrible burning pain shot up her spine, ebbing out in waves to the rest of her body. She cast a spell of silence on herself so she wouldn't alert anyone. She hugged herself on her knees until she could regain her her strength and slowly meander her way back to bed. "Gnight." She murmured to no one, gazing at the sad moon in the night sky. Tomorrow the journey would begin again. And hopefully one day they could break the barrier and see what was outside.