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❝Make them hate the fake, that way they won't see the real you.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
For a few years there were two women of the Hresvelg household, one was Jeralt's wife, and the other was his mistress. Mirabel was an assertive and strong willed woman, intimidating many of her co-stars with her strong personality and confident smile. Cynthia was much more demure, like a little lamb trapped in headlights, a sheltered noble lady with a gentle heart that didn't know how to hurt a fly. When Claude told Cynthia about Winter's circumstances, the woman broke into tears. "I'll be the best mother I can be! I'll help her smile right now!" Cynthia wanted to run off and fix all of Winter's problems right then and there. She didn't have that kind of power though, but at least she could be like a warm hearth on a cold day and melt some of the pain away.
School had become volatile. Not that Elise wanted to go in the first place. She was trying her best to control her emotions because now everyone was on the lookout for anyone that could use rain. "Accept me, accept me!" Ame would cry but Elise had no idea what she meant by that. How did you accept your elemental heir? She didn't understand. Claude was still upset with her so he was busy talking to people that thought of themselves as his friends. Serenity and Mercedes happily ignored her, and Liss was fine with that. The Black Eagle had no cares in the world for interacting with others anyways. Still, the longer the mysterious rain continued to fall over the City Center the more people would start to piece the clues together.
At least some of the harassment died away, ever since Winter's name was cleared as a superhero the commoners didn't seem to want to outright bully her anymore. Elise preferred it that way - the less attention she drew to herself, the better. Still, that didn't mean that they liked her. "She doesn't even pay attention in class, she just stares out the window." Liss heard someone whispering while doing exactly as she was accused - ignoring the teacher and staring idly out the window waiting for the clock to tick down to her freedom. "God, she's so haughty. I bet she just wants to look cool! She probably studies really hard at home!" She didn't though, she didn't have to. Academia just naturally flowed into her brain without much effort one way or another.
Eventually school ended and the cast-winged eagle made her way to Vincent's limo. Claude came as well and they both silently sat as the vehicle made it's way back to the top of the gladed hill. Cynthia was all smiles waiting for them as she opened the door. "Welcome home! How was school?" Claude winced a little but he didn't want to worry his mother. "It was fine, thanks for asking. How was our guest?" Cynthia smiled. "She's learning a little bit of freedom! I hope I haven't been pampering her too much. Winter was awake now? Well, it had to happen eventually, didn't it? "No, you don't get to go to your room." Claude smiled threateningly as he took her by the elbow. So Elise was forced to go to Winter's assigned room against her will.
"Winter? Can we come in to talk?" Claude asked, knocking on the door. This wasn't Elise who would always answer no, so he would respect her if she didn't want them. "Look - I just have to say, this wasn't my idea. Elise went and did this on her own - but now that you're here, you're going to be safe and protected, okay?" Elise rolled her eyes, agitated, she just wanted to hide in her room and not deal with any of this. "Those people were called "those who slither in the dark". Just be happy they weren't the ones to get you." Elise muttered, knowing she did the right the right thing in general, even if it put her at risk. "Things would've been a lot worse if I didn't intervene." Instead of everyone having a few burns and Winter being taken to the Hresvelg household, people would have died and Winter would have been yet another guinea pig.