Chapter 301: 066 – What Am I Doing?
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Izlandi was curled up into a small ball on her bed, her plaited hair fell onto her shoulder and she still wore her black dress that she wore for the feast, her green eyes were opened wide since she could hardly sleep as she pictured what was going to happen at any moment.
She could see clearly, thanks to the slivers of moon light that passed through the curtain, she looked at her palm that was shining as her mana surged into it, "Any second now," she smiled with anticipation.
Time passed by slowly, but it wasn't long before she heard the first shouts and screams, ringing within the corridors.
Izlandi's smile crept up further on her face as she heard more shouts, she curled her two tiny fists to her chest and felt her racing heart.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
'Is this what it feels like to experience exhilaration?' she wondered with her green eyes sparkling in the moonlight.
Izlandi stretched her fair slender legs over her bedside and climbed to her feet, her dress fell over her legs as she took soft step to one side of her room and put on an expression of terror.
She could hear the footsteps rapidly approaching her room, so she had to play the role of being the scared princess.
The doors to her room were pushed open, the first person she saw was her uncle, "Uncle!" she called out, "I heard shouting, is there an enemy attack?" she asked while trembling.
The trembles were not feigned, however they had nothing to do with fear, she was so excited as she thought of how she was the one to cause all this chaos.
"Something was poisoned at the feast," he said seriously as he rushed to her side to check her condition, "Are you alright, do you feel anything wrong with your body?" he asked looking her in the eye with concern.
Izlandi quickly shook her head, "I'm fine," she said after a brief pause, "Did anyone die?" she asked with growing anticipation.
Her uncle sighed and slowly nodded his head, "Over 50 Novices have already been confirmed dead, and over a dozen adepts are in critical condition, we have no idea if anyone who left was poisoned or who the poisoner is," he said gravely.
He put one of his thin withered arms on her shoulder and started to guide her out of the room, "Lets get you to the infirmary for a check-up just in case," he said gently.
Izlandi nodded while acted like a frightened child, but internally she was thrilled, 'It's just like he said, lethal to novices, and enough to put an adept out of commission,' she thought and followed behind her uncle.
The walk to the infirmary took her past the dining hall, she took a curious peek into the hall, and saw a shocking sight, the floors were covered in blood and white froth that was slowly turning pink as it mixed with the blood.
There were several bodies strewn about on the floors, that look like a mess, there was blood seeping out from almost every inch of their bodies, like they died to a million needles piercing through their bodies from the inside.
Around the bodies there were several people weeping bitterly, mainly family members and some friends.
As she looked at the bodies, a new thought occurred to Izlandi, one that she could hardly believe she missed, the novices were the elite forces of House Kurt, with a little over 700 novices as their elite forces.
In this one night she already confirmed that she killed over 5% of the forces and put at least a dozen of the 42 adepts into critical condition.
A short while later Izlandi was inside the infirmary, where she saw every bed occupied for the first time in her life, the entire room looked like a disaster, the floor was covered in blood and froth and the white curtains were all stained with blood.
Anyone who was a novice was already dead, and the adepts were writhing in pain as they rolled about on their bed with blisters forming all over their bodies, that constantly leaked pus and blood, and every couple of seconds someone vomited mouthfuls of blood.
'He is truly extraordinary to be able to do this to Adepts with just ordinary ingredients?' she thought with the utmost joy as she noticed Reyna lying down in one of the beds with her face covered in blood and sweat.
As the others were being checked on by the doctors Izlandi's had a check-up done by her uncle, after a few minutes he confirmed that nothing was wrong with her, and left to go investigate the food and drinks to learn what had poison in it.
While the infirmary was in chaos, another sharp scream rang out through the infirmary, everyone turned to see that it was Selner, her entire body was twitching like she was having a seizure, and her howls caught the attention of even the adepts who were rolling around in pain.
"DON'T… DON'T, GO IN THERE, HE'S A-A-A-A MONSTER," she shrieked at the top of lungs, "LADY IZLANDI…PLEASE…H-H-H-HE'LL KILL YOU!" her cries rang out in everyone's ears before she fell down unconscious once more with her body twitching.
Everyone settled down thinking that it was a wild a hallucination that Selner was having, all except one.
As the nurses ran to help Selner, Reyna's eyes darted between Selner and Izlandi, when she heard the word monster being shouted, the only image that came to her mind was Lirian.
'Was this that mans doing, is he really the one who pushed her mind to this state…' Reyna wondered but she soon felt a new load of blood and bile coming up her throat, when she looked back up Izlandi was gone.
---
When morning came the keep was bustling with activity, it had been a busy night for everyone and not a single person got any rest.
Izlandi could hear many people talking about who poisoned the people of House Kurt, she was happy to learn that she wasn't even a topic of discussion.
Most people were saying things along the lines of assassins from House Brock or Hauton, came in and poisoned the food or that they bribed a servant to do the poisoning.
Which spelled trouble for the servants but nothing for Izlandi, while everyone was busy trying to do damage control and establish how they were going to investigate the matter, Izlandi slipped away and left the keep, her destination was none other than Lirian.
When she got to the brothel she rushed up the stairs and ran to the room that Lirian was in, oddly she found herself extremely excited as she pushed the door open.
She saw Lirian sitting in the chair she gave him to use, but she noticed that he was fast asleep as she stepped closer.
She inched closer and closer without being able to take her eyes of his face, she found herself smiling as she noticed how cute he looked, as he took small breathes every couple of second.
Most of all, that devilish smile was no longer present on his face, he looked so peaceful and cute that her heart was fluttering with every second, it seemed odd to her, he appeared so harmless while asleep.
When she was right in front of him she lifted her dress a little revealing a bit of her fair legs and bent down bringing her face close to his, she still remembered looking at his eyes that first time, in truth it was constantly popping up in her dreams.
Those eyes that seemed to oddly contain everything in them yet lost it's light, she slowly raised her small hand to touch his face, but as she brought her hand up something caught her eye.
When she looked at Lirian's ear she noticed a piece of his skin hanging, she quickly changed her target and caught the piece of skin, but as she touched it she realised that it wasn't skin at all.
She started to carefully pull on the skin with steady hands and in just a few seconds the skin mask that Lirian had put on to look more masculine, started to get undone, she didn't know if it was because it was old or something else, but the mask practically slid of Lirian's face once she pulled on it.
When it came of she looked at the mask with wide eyes, 'Oh crap he's going to kill me,' she thought as the mask sat in her hand, then she turned to look at Lirian and her eyes widened even further.
"O"
'Is he actually a she?' she thought feeling disbelief at how adorable Lirian looked, her eyes involuntarily drifted down.
"His/Her chest is pretty flat, but it's not exactly unheard of," she muttered and touched one of her own breasts that were a lot more on the smaller side of life.
"I guess there is only one way to confirm," she thought with a sparkle in her eye and slowly extended her hand to Lirian's waist, she involuntarily licked her lips as her hand inched closer.
'What am I doing?' she cried internally but found herself unable to resist her desire, but suddenly another hand latched firmly onto her hers, locking it in an iron grip.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she heard Lirian whisper in a cold voice.
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Izlandi was curled up into a small ball on her bed, her plaited hair fell onto her shoulder and she still wore her black dress that she wore for the feast, her green eyes were opened wide since she could hardly sleep as she pictured what was going to happen at any moment.
She could see clearly, thanks to the slivers of moon light that passed through the curtain, she looked at her palm that was shining as her mana surged into it, "Any second now," she smiled with anticipation.
Time passed by slowly, but it wasn't long before she heard the first shouts and screams, ringing within the corridors.
Izlandi's smile crept up further on her face as she heard more shouts, she curled her two tiny fists to her chest and felt her racing heart.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
'Is this what it feels like to experience exhilaration?' she wondered with her green eyes sparkling in the moonlight.
Izlandi stretched her fair slender legs over her bedside and climbed to her feet, her dress fell over her legs as she took soft step to one side of her room and put on an expression of terror.
She could hear the footsteps rapidly approaching her room, so she had to play the role of being the scared princess.
The doors to her room were pushed open, the first person she saw was her uncle, "Uncle!" she called out, "I heard shouting, is there an enemy attack?" she asked while trembling.
The trembles were not feigned, however they had nothing to do with fear, she was so excited as she thought of how she was the one to cause all this chaos.
"Something was poisoned at the feast," he said seriously as he rushed to her side to check her condition, "Are you alright, do you feel anything wrong with your body?" he asked looking her in the eye with concern.
Izlandi quickly shook her head, "I'm fine," she said after a brief pause, "Did anyone die?" she asked with growing anticipation.
Her uncle sighed and slowly nodded his head, "Over 50 Novices have already been confirmed dead, and over a dozen adepts are in critical condition, we have no idea if anyone who left was poisoned or who the poisoner is," he said gravely.
He put one of his thin withered arms on her shoulder and started to guide her out of the room, "Lets get you to the infirmary for a check-up just in case," he said gently.
Izlandi nodded while acted like a frightened child, but internally she was thrilled, 'It's just like he said, lethal to novices, and enough to put an adept out of commission,' she thought and followed behind her uncle.
The walk to the infirmary took her past the dining hall, she took a curious peek into the hall, and saw a shocking sight, the floors were covered in blood and white froth that was slowly turning pink as it mixed with the blood.
There were several bodies strewn about on the floors, that look like a mess, there was blood seeping out from almost every inch of their bodies, like they died to a million needles piercing through their bodies from the inside.
Around the bodies there were several people weeping bitterly, mainly family members and some friends.
As she looked at the bodies, a new thought occurred to Izlandi, one that she could hardly believe she missed, the novices were the elite forces of House Kurt, with a little over 700 novices as their elite forces.
In this one night she already confirmed that she killed over 5% of the forces and put at least a dozen of the 42 adepts into critical condition.
A short while later Izlandi was inside the infirmary, where she saw every bed occupied for the first time in her life, the entire room looked like a disaster, the floor was covered in blood and froth and the white curtains were all stained with blood.
Anyone who was a novice was already dead, and the adepts were writhing in pain as they rolled about on their bed with blisters forming all over their bodies, that constantly leaked pus and blood, and every couple of seconds someone vomited mouthfuls of blood.
'He is truly extraordinary to be able to do this to Adepts with just ordinary ingredients?' she thought with the utmost joy as she noticed Reyna lying down in one of the beds with her face covered in blood and sweat.
As the others were being checked on by the doctors Izlandi's had a check-up done by her uncle, after a few minutes he confirmed that nothing was wrong with her, and left to go investigate the food and drinks to learn what had poison in it.
While the infirmary was in chaos, another sharp scream rang out through the infirmary, everyone turned to see that it was Selner, her entire body was twitching like she was having a seizure, and her howls caught the attention of even the adepts who were rolling around in pain.
"DON'T… DON'T, GO IN THERE, HE'S A-A-A-A MONSTER," she shrieked at the top of lungs, "LADY IZLANDI…PLEASE…H-H-H-HE'LL KILL YOU!" her cries rang out in everyone's ears before she fell down unconscious once more with her body twitching.
Everyone settled down thinking that it was a wild a hallucination that Selner was having, all except one.
As the nurses ran to help Selner, Reyna's eyes darted between Selner and Izlandi, when she heard the word monster being shouted, the only image that came to her mind was Lirian.
'Was this that mans doing, is he really the one who pushed her mind to this state…' Reyna wondered but she soon felt a new load of blood and bile coming up her throat, when she looked back up Izlandi was gone.
---
When morning came the keep was bustling with activity, it had been a busy night for everyone and not a single person got any rest.
Izlandi could hear many people talking about who poisoned the people of House Kurt, she was happy to learn that she wasn't even a topic of discussion.
Most people were saying things along the lines of assassins from House Brock or Hauton, came in and poisoned the food or that they bribed a servant to do the poisoning.
Which spelled trouble for the servants but nothing for Izlandi, while everyone was busy trying to do damage control and establish how they were going to investigate the matter, Izlandi slipped away and left the keep, her destination was none other than Lirian.
When she got to the brothel she rushed up the stairs and ran to the room that Lirian was in, oddly she found herself extremely excited as she pushed the door open.
She saw Lirian sitting in the chair she gave him to use, but she noticed that he was fast asleep as she stepped closer.
She inched closer and closer without being able to take her eyes of his face, she found herself smiling as she noticed how cute he looked, as he took small breathes every couple of second.
Most of all, that devilish smile was no longer present on his face, he looked so peaceful and cute that her heart was fluttering with every second, it seemed odd to her, he appeared so harmless while asleep.
When she was right in front of him she lifted her dress a little revealing a bit of her fair legs and bent down bringing her face close to his, she still remembered looking at his eyes that first time, in truth it was constantly popping up in her dreams.
Those eyes that seemed to oddly contain everything in them yet lost it's light, she slowly raised her small hand to touch his face, but as she brought her hand up something caught her eye.
When she looked at Lirian's ear she noticed a piece of his skin hanging, she quickly changed her target and caught the piece of skin, but as she touched it she realised that it wasn't skin at all.
She started to carefully pull on the skin with steady hands and in just a few seconds the skin mask that Lirian had put on to look more masculine, started to get undone, she didn't know if it was because it was old or something else, but the mask practically slid of Lirian's face once she pulled on it.
When it came of she looked at the mask with wide eyes, 'Oh crap he's going to kill me,' she thought as the mask sat in her hand, then she turned to look at Lirian and her eyes widened even further.
"O"
'Is he actually a she?' she thought feeling disbelief at how adorable Lirian looked, her eyes involuntarily drifted down.
"His/Her chest is pretty flat, but it's not exactly unheard of," she muttered and touched one of her own breasts that were a lot more on the smaller side of life.
"I guess there is only one way to confirm," she thought with a sparkle in her eye and slowly extended her hand to Lirian's waist, she involuntarily licked her lips as her hand inched closer.
'What am I doing?' she cried internally but found herself unable to resist her desire, but suddenly another hand latched firmly onto her hers, locking it in an iron grip.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she heard Lirian whisper in a cold voice.
Izlandi was curled up into a small ball on her bed, her plaited hair fell onto her shoulder and she still wore her black dress that she wore for the feast, her green eyes were opened wide since she could hardly sleep as she pictured what was going to happen at any moment.She could see clearly, thanks to the slivers of moon light that passed through the curtain, she looked at her palm that was shining as her mana surged into it, "Any second now," she smiled with anticipation.Time passed by slowly, but it wasn't long before she heard the first shouts and screams, ringing within the corridors.Izlandi's smile crept up further on her face as she heard more shouts, she curled her two tiny fists to her chest and felt her racing heart.THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.'Is this what it feels like to experience exhilaration?' she wondered with her green eyes sparkling in the moonlight.Izlandi stretched her fair slender legs over her bedside and climbed to her feet, her dress fell over her legs as she took soft step to one side of her room and put on an expression of terror.She could hear the footsteps rapidly approaching her room, so she had to play the role of being the scared princess.The doors to her room were pushed open, the first person she saw was her uncle, "Uncle!" she called out, "I heard shouting, is there an enemy attack?" she asked while trembling.The trembles were not feigned, however they had nothing to do with fear, she was so excited as she thought of how she was the one to cause all this chaos."Something was poisoned at the feast," he said seriously as he rushed to her side to check her condition, "Are you alright, do you feel anything wrong with your body?" he asked looking her in the eye with concern.Izlandi quickly shook her head, "I'm fine," she said after a brief pause, "Did anyone die?" she asked with growing anticipation.Her uncle sighed and slowly nodded his head, "Over 50 Novices have already been confirmed dead, and over a dozen adepts are in critical condition, we have no idea if anyone who left was poisoned or who the poisoner is," he said gravely.He put one of his thin withered arms on her shoulder and started to guide her out of the room, "Lets get you to the infirmary for a check-up just in case," he said gently.Izlandi nodded while acted like a frightened child, but internally she was thrilled, 'It's just like he said, lethal to novices, and enough to put an adept out of commission,' she thought and followed behind her uncle.The walk to the infirmary took her past the dining hall, she took a curious peek into the hall, and saw a shocking sight, the floors were covered in blood and white froth that was slowly turning pink as it mixed with the blood.There were several bodies strewn about on the floors, that look like a mess, there was blood seeping out from almost every inch of their bodies, like they died to a million needles piercing through their bodies from the inside.Around the bodies there were several people weeping bitterly, mainly family members and some friends.As she looked at the bodies, a new thought occurred to Izlandi, one that she could hardly believe she missed, the novices were the elite forces of House Kurt, with a little over 700 novices as their elite forces.In this one night she already confirmed that she killed over 5% of the forces and put at least a dozen of the 42 adepts into critical condition.A short while later Izlandi was inside the infirmary, where she saw every bed occupied for the first time in her life, the entire room looked like a disaster, the floor was covered in blood and froth and the white curtains were all stained with blood.Anyone who was a novice was already dead, and the adepts were writhing in pain as they rolled about on their bed with blisters forming all over their bodies, that constantly leaked pus and blood, and every couple of seconds someone vomited mouthfuls of blood.'He is truly extraordinary to be able to do this to Adepts with just ordinary ingredients?' she thought with the utmost joy as she noticed Reyna lying down in one of the beds with her face covered in blood and sweat.As the others were being checked on by the doctors Izlandi's had a check-up done by her uncle, after a few minutes he confirmed that nothing was wrong with her, and left to go investigate the food and drinks to learn what had poison in it.While the infirmary was in chaos, another sharp scream rang out through the infirmary, everyone turned to see that it was Selner, her entire body was twitching like she was having a seizure, and her howls caught the attention of even the adepts who were rolling around in pain."DON'T DON'T, GO IN THERE, HE'S A-A-A-A MONSTER," she shrieked at the top of lungs, "LADY IZLANDIPLEASEH-H-H-HE'LL KILL YOU!" her cries rang out in everyone's ears before she fell down unconscious once more with her body twitching.Everyone settled down thinking that it was a wild a hallucination that Selner was having, all except one.As the nurses ran to help Selner, Reyna's eyes darted between Selner and Izlandi, when she heard the word monster being shouted, the only image that came to her mind was Lirian.'Was this that mans doing, is he really the one who pushed her mind to this state' Reyna wondered but she soon felt a new load of blood and bile coming up her throat, when she looked back up Izlandi was gone.---When morning came the keep was bustling with activity, it had been a busy night for everyone and not a single person got any rest.Izlandi could hear many people talking about who poisoned the people of House Kurt, she was happy to learn that she wasn't even a topic of discussion.Most people were saying things along the lines of assassins from House Brock or Hauton, came in and poisoned the food or that they bribed a servant to do the poisoning.Which spelled trouble for the servants but nothing for Izlandi, while everyone was busy trying to do damage control and establish how they were going to investigate the matter, Izlandi slipped away and left the keep, her destination was none other than Lirian.When she got to the brothel she rushed up the stairs and ran to the room that Lirian was in, oddly she found herself extremely excited as she pushed the door open.She saw Lirian sitting in the chair she gave him to use, but she noticed that he was fast asleep as she stepped closer.She inched closer and closer without being able to take her eyes of his face, she found herself smiling as she noticed how cute he looked, as he took small breathes every couple of second.Most of all, that devilish smile was no longer present on his face, he looked so peaceful and cute that her heart was fluttering with every second, it seemed odd to her, he appeared so harmless while asleep.When she was right in front of him she lifted her dress a little revealing a bit of her fair legs and bent down bringing her face close to his, she still remembered looking at his eyes that first time, in truth it was constantly popping up in her dreams.Those eyes that seemed to oddly contain everything in them yet lost it's light, she slowly raised her small hand to touch his face, but as she brought her hand up something caught her eye.When she looked at Lirian's ear she noticed a piece of his skin hanging, she quickly changed her target and caught the piece of skin, but as she touched it she realised that it wasn't skin at all.She started to carefully pull on the skin with steady hands and in just a few seconds the skin mask that Lirian had put on to look more masculine, started to get undone, she didn't know if it was because it was old or something else, but the mask practically slid of Lirian's face once she pulled on it.When it came of she looked at the mask with wide eyes, 'Oh crap he's going to kill me,' she thought as the mask sat in her hand, then she turned to look at Lirian and her eyes widened even further."O"'Is he actually a she?' she thought feeling disbelief at how adorable Lirian looked, her eyes involuntarily drifted down."His/Her chest is pretty flat, but it's not exactly unheard of," she muttered and touched one of her own breasts that were a lot more on the smaller side of life."I guess there is only one way to confirm," she thought with a sparkle in her eye and slowly extended her hand to Lirian's waist, she involuntarily licked her lips as her hand inched closer.'What am I doing?' she cried internally but found herself unable to resist her desire, but suddenly another hand latched firmly onto her hers, locking it in an iron grip."What the hell do you think you're doing?" she heard Lirian whisper in a cold voice.
