Madeleine woke up in the morning in high spirits, looking down at the flower Dyon had given her, a bright smile bloomed on her face.
Getting up, she went to the bathroom and fixed herself up, changing into something more casual. She put her hair up and slipped her glasses back on before almost bouncing into the living room to find Meiying, Delia and Oliver.
The three of them looked up, and although they had a bit of an unnatural look on their faces, Madeleine didnāt pay much attention to it.
āOh? Whatāre you doing here Oliver? You know itās not polite to come to a ladyās home like this,ā Madeleine said teasing her elder brother.
Oliver sighed, āLittle sister, I came to tell you that father has decided on a wedding date. Two months from now youāll marry Akihiko.ā
Madeleineās smile froze, her bubbly personality turning stone cold, āNo. I absolutely will not.ā
Oliver shook his head, āYou donāt have much of a choice. Considering the date fatherās chosen, you wonāt be in full control of yourself regardless.ā
Madeleine paled, coming to a sudden realization.
āTwo months from now? The winter solsticeā¦?ā
Usually during that time of year ā in fact, even during the entire month ā Madeleine closed herself off from the world, unwilling to lose her most precious thing or to disgrace herself while not being in control. But, now, her supposed father was using that against her to consummate a marriage she wanted no part of.
āDyon canāt fight against two pillar families like this⦠And I wouldnāt even be able to help him. That month is not only the one Iām in the most pain for, Iāll have the least amount of control. Iāll have no cultivation and even if I did, how could I fight against the Kami and Sapientia family elders?ā
Madeleine buried the pain in her heart. It seemed like her family was giving her no choice. Ignoring her brother, she looked over to Meiying and Delia.
āWhereās Dyon, I need to talk to him.ā
Such a thing had to be explained face to face. She couldnāt allow him to learn about this from someone else, no matter how much it hurt.
āThis⦠Iā¦ā Delia stuttered, not knowing what to say.
Madeleine looked intently at Deliaās face, but all she saw was endless hesitation.
āTell me,ā Madeleine said with a shaking voice. Her heart was trembling as she looked down at the flower in her hands.
āItās too⦠itās too dimā¦ā Her tears began to spill over.
She had very clearly remembered what Dyon said that night. This flower was connected to his life, so why was it so dim now?
Beneath the shining morning sun, she hadnāt noticed. But in her state of agitation, she was picking up on all the details she had missed previously.
Oliver got up, walking over to comfort his sister.
āHeās dead.ā Oliver said softly, reaching a hand forward to hug her.
āGET AWAY FROM ME!ā
Oliver paled, before his face steeled.
Madeleine fell to the ground, unable to stop her shivering. She clutched the flowerās stem in her hands, trying to feel some warmth from it.
A layer of frost started to cover the ground, coating Madeleineās skin and hair.
āBig sister!ā Delia ran to Madeleine, ignoring the cold and holding her tightly, āIām sorry, Iām so sorry.ā
Meiying stepped forward and blocked Oliverās path. Her carefree expression was nowhere to be seen, all that was left was rage.
āLeave. And tell that Chenglei heād better never come see me again.ā
Oliver looked over at Meiyingās cold eyes before nodding and leaving the house.
The sound of a lonely door closing resonated with Madeleineās endless sobbing.
āMeiying, her illness has never acted up like this before. Dyonās flame isnāt working.ā
Delia was delirious, she had no idea what to do. The pillar she had always held onto was breaking apart and she couldnāt help.
Meiying rubbed Deliaās back while holding onto Madeleine with her.
āHow could it work?ā She said softly, āItās tied to his life⦠you heard what he said at the banquet⦠he said it would leave her in comfort for as long as he āā
Meiying choked on her last words, unable to finish. Though the reality was harsh, she knew she had to say it. Madeleine needed to hear it.
Madeleineās shivering only got worse. The three girls sat on the floor of the living room, holding each other in helplessness, doing whatever they could to find some warmth.
**
~Several Hours Ago~
Dyon looked toward the expanse of blackness around him, slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake.
āWell⦠this sucks, now doesnāt it.ā
After ten minutes of holding his breath, Dyon had sunk far enough that he believed the lights from his array formation wouldnāt be seen from the surface. Unwilling to see if the same trick would work on Oliver twice, he chose to be cautious.
Dyon smirked to himself as he thought of the events. Although Oliverās sword had in fact pierced his chest, and, even went through his heart, Dyon had distracted him long enough to draw the spatial array he had used to pass through the window with Madeleine earlier that night on his heart.
He would have done so with his entire chest, but that would have meant a whole host of problems.
First, Oliver would have noticed a lack of resistance. Secondly, there would have been a lack of blood. And, finally, and most obviously, there was no way Oliver would miss the shimmering arrays attached directly onto his chest.
For all these reasons, Dyon only covered his heart and lungs, leaving his skin and bone to be run through. Luckily, Oliver just barely missed his spin and he hadnāt used any qi to disrupt his array, or else Dyon would have no idea if heād still be here.
Pushing out a spherical defensive array from him, Dyon formed an air bubble, finally allowing himself to take a deep breath.
āHe still cracked my ribs though⦠fuck that hurt. Iām real tired of all these people trying to kill me.ā
āI should head back to my room, that way Libro will see me on the monitor as long as I take down the metal plate. At least that way I can disappear for a while without Madeleine thinking Iām dead. That girlās suffered enough.ā
Dyon laughed to himself, shaking his head knowing that he was a fool.
It seemed he had really fallen for this girl. He almost died, but he was still thinking about her wellbeing despite the fact he didnāt even know if he could trust Libro. After all, Libro was Madeleineās Uncle⦠what if he was a part of all of this too?