Chapter 50: Fragile Aylin
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Chaos erupted in Aranill and the devastating incident at the Commander's manor spread like wild fire. Everyone in Aranill was speaking about it and a chill went down their spines when they saw the number of people who had been brutally murdered.
But what troubled them more was the sight of the little Siena and her brother Zeev. Despite being eight and fifteen respectively, they had been killed in the most vicious ways. The sight of their cold, lifeless bodies was enough to evoke sympathy and sorrow. Some of the faint hearted people even shed tears, especially when they recalled the good times they had spent with the adorable children.
The Commander of Aranill was their sister. But neither Zeev nor Siena were arrogant about it. They were proud of their sister. Yet, they showed not an ounce of superiority and impudence towards anyone, treating everyone with respect, making them all the more lovable in everyone's eyes.
Though there were people who despised and envied Aylin, they too were saddened by the terrifying incident and they lowered their heads as they watched the royal guards lay down the dead bodies on the lawn at the front of the manor, one by one.
Gregory and Erik had taken it upon themselves to handle this matter while Gregory's sister catered to an unconscious Aylin. She was running a temperature and she had not woken up even though it was the wee hours of dawn.
Nobody slept for even a moment as they surrounded the manor where the horrifying incident had taken place as they waited for the Alpha King to arrive.
Gregory and Erik listened to the hushed whispers as they watched the guards clean the dead men's bodies. Their eyes were filled with grief and they seemed beyond exhausted. With their lips pursed, they frowned slightly as they absent mindedly listened to the words of sympathy from the people. But none among them registered in their minds.
All they had was Aylin's well being and considering the gruesome incident, they were now concerned about her emotional state of balance. Though Aylin looked indifferent and held a stern expression most of the time, it was all a pretense and the two men knew it. She had a fragile heart who had taken it upon herself to protect her family when there was no one who could shoulder her responsibility for her.
Their concerns increased when they realized that she now had no one to call her family. Her parents were long dead and her siblings who she treasured and loved more than her life had been ruthlessly killed with the culprit was still at large.
Suddenly, people stopped speaking as they heard the sound of horses galloping towards them, and immediately after, the royal guards entered their sight with the Alpha King Myron and his family right behind them in the royal carriage.
The group of people separated, splitting into two lines as they made way for the royal family before they lowered their heads, bowing at their King in respect.
The carriage stopped in front of the manor gate and the royal family alighted from it one by one. With a frown, Alpha King Myron and his family entered the premises while the people looked at them curiously.
Gregory and Erik too noticed the royal family and they bowed at them.
Myron just nodded at them curtly as he continued walking until he reached the place where all the dead people were placed side by side. Sorrow settled in his brown orbs while he stared at the lifeless faces before it was replaced with fury.
"I would like to have a word about this matter later, Sir Erik, Sir Gregory." He stated, keeping his voice as low as possible so that only the two concerned men heard him.
"Where is Aylin, Sir Gregory?" Queen Dorothy questioned as she wiped her teary eyes with her kerchief. "The poor child must be devastated."
"Your Majesty, Commander is currently unwell. She is resting in my sister's manor." Gregory hinted what Aylin's condition was before he heard a sigh escape the Queen's lips.
"The child must be in despair from all that has happened. I just hope she will not be traumatized for life."
"Mother, Commander is a strong willed woman. She will come out of her misery as time passes." Josephine, the young princess of Aranill assured her while a glimmer of light passed through her eyes.
Erik frowned when he heard the princess' remarks. He was well versed with her thinking and he did not doubt that it was all her pretense. Although she had been discreet about it, he had sensed her resentment towards Aylin many times. He had chanced upon her speaking ill about Aylin once, making him wonder why she could not stand the sight of her. But he never had the courage to ask her and had stayed mum.
Gregory sensed the changes in Erik and he gave him a questioning look, only to find him staring into space while deep in thoughts.
"Yes, Mother. Please calm down." Prince Caelan too added, his eyes not moving away from the dead people's faces as he observed the injuries on their bodies.
Other than Siena whose throat had been slit effortlessly, everyone else showed traces of injuries on their bodies as though they had tried to defend themselves from the culprit.
Caelan's eyes softened and his heart ached for Aylin. To him, she was a very admirable woman and he respected her for who she was.
"Your Majesty," The guards bowed at King Myron before they stood aside.
Myron closed his eyes for a moment as he thought about what to do next. "Inform the families of the dead. We will be performing their last rites in the forenoon and they will be buried in the upper graveyard. Inform the priest immediately."
He ordered. Barely had he finished speaking when whispers erupted among the crowd again, making everyone turn behind to see what the commotion was.
"Siena," Aylin rushed forward frantically, her disheveled look arousing pity from everyone.
"Zeev," She shouted and sat beside her family members who had been laid separately from the guards.
Tears gushed out her swollen eyes as she stared at her family members who were no longer with her and her heartwrenching cries made everyone in the group lower their heads in sorrow.
Gregory stared at Aylin before he lifted his head and stared at the sky as a droplet of tears escaped his lips. 'Please forgive me, my friend. I could not keep my promise.. I failed to protect your family.'
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Chaos erupted in Aranill and the devastating incident at the Commander's manor spread like wild fire. Everyone in Aranill was speaking about it and a chill went down their spines when they saw the number of people who had been brutally murdered.
But what troubled them more was the sight of the little Siena and her brother Zeev. Despite being eight and fifteen respectively, they had been killed in the most vicious ways. The sight of their cold, lifeless bodies was enough to evoke sympathy and sorrow. Some of the faint hearted people even shed tears, especially when they recalled the good times they had spent with the adorable children.
The Commander of Aranill was their sister. But neither Zeev nor Siena were arrogant about it. They were proud of their sister. Yet, they showed not an ounce of superiority and impudence towards anyone, treating everyone with respect, making them all the more lovable in everyone's eyes.
Though there were people who despised and envied Aylin, they too were saddened by the terrifying incident and they lowered their heads as they watched the royal guards lay down the dead bodies on the lawn at the front of the manor, one by one.
Gregory and Erik had taken it upon themselves to handle this matter while Gregory's sister catered to an unconscious Aylin. She was running a temperature and she had not woken up even though it was the wee hours of dawn.
Nobody slept for even a moment as they surrounded the manor where the horrifying incident had taken place as they waited for the Alpha King to arrive.
Gregory and Erik listened to the hushed whispers as they watched the guards clean the dead men's bodies. Their eyes were filled with grief and they seemed beyond exhausted. With their lips pursed, they frowned slightly as they absent mindedly listened to the words of sympathy from the people. But none among them registered in their minds.
All they had was Aylin's well being and considering the gruesome incident, they were now concerned about her emotional state of balance. Though Aylin looked indifferent and held a stern expression most of the time, it was all a pretense and the two men knew it. She had a fragile heart who had taken it upon herself to protect her family when there was no one who could shoulder her responsibility for her.
Their concerns increased when they realized that she now had no one to call her family. Her parents were long dead and her siblings who she treasured and loved more than her life had been ruthlessly killed with the culprit was still at large.
Suddenly, people stopped speaking as they heard the sound of horses galloping towards them, and immediately after, the royal guards entered their sight with the Alpha King Myron and his family right behind them in the royal carriage.
The group of people separated, splitting into two lines as they made way for the royal family before they lowered their heads, bowing at their King in respect.
The carriage stopped in front of the manor gate and the royal family alighted from it one by one. With a frown, Alpha King Myron and his family entered the premises while the people looked at them curiously.
Gregory and Erik too noticed the royal family and they bowed at them.
Myron just nodded at them curtly as he continued walking until he reached the place where all the dead people were placed side by side. Sorrow settled in his brown orbs while he stared at the lifeless faces before it was replaced with fury.
"I would like to have a word about this matter later, Sir Erik, Sir Gregory." He stated, keeping his voice as low as possible so that only the two concerned men heard him.
"Where is Aylin, Sir Gregory?" Queen Dorothy questioned as she wiped her teary eyes with her kerchief. "The poor child must be devastated."
"Your Majesty, Commander is currently unwell. She is resting in my sister's manor." Gregory hinted what Aylin's condition was before he heard a sigh escape the Queen's lips.
"The child must be in despair from all that has happened. I just hope she will not be traumatized for life."
"Mother, Commander is a strong willed woman. She will come out of her misery as time passes." Josephine, the young princess of Aranill assured her while a glimmer of light passed through her eyes.
Erik frowned when he heard the princess' remarks. He was well versed with her thinking and he did not doubt that it was all her pretense. Although she had been discreet about it, he had sensed her resentment towards Aylin many times. He had chanced upon her speaking ill about Aylin once, making him wonder why she could not stand the sight of her. But he never had the courage to ask her and had stayed mum.
Gregory sensed the changes in Erik and he gave him a questioning look, only to find him staring into space while deep in thoughts.
"Yes, Mother. Please calm down." Prince Caelan too added, his eyes not moving away from the dead people's faces as he observed the injuries on their bodies.
Other than Siena whose throat had been slit effortlessly, everyone else showed traces of injuries on their bodies as though they had tried to defend themselves from the culprit.
Caelan's eyes softened and his heart ached for Aylin. To him, she was a very admirable woman and he respected her for who she was.
"Your Majesty," The guards bowed at King Myron before they stood aside.
Myron closed his eyes for a moment as he thought about what to do next. "Inform the families of the dead. We will be performing their last rites in the forenoon and they will be buried in the upper graveyard. Inform the priest immediately."
He ordered. Barely had he finished speaking when whispers erupted among the crowd again, making everyone turn behind to see what the commotion was.
"Siena," Aylin rushed forward frantically, her disheveled look arousing pity from everyone.
"Zeev," She shouted and sat beside her family members who had been laid separately from the guards.
Tears gushed out her swollen eyes as she stared at her family members who were no longer with her and her heartwrenching cries made everyone in the group lower their heads in sorrow.
Gregory stared at Aylin before he lifted his head and stared at the sky as a droplet of tears escaped his lips. 'Please forgive me, my friend. I could not keep my promise.. I failed to protect your family.'
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You can read the novel fast updates at novelhall.com or SweetNovel.NetChaos erupted in Aranill and the devastating incident at the Commander's manor spread like wild fire. Everyone in Aranill was speaking about it and a chill went down their spines when they saw the number of people who had been brutally murdered.But what troubled them more was the sight of the little Siena and her brother Zeev. Despite being eight and fifteen respectively, they had been killed in the most vicious ways. The sight of their cold, lifeless bodies was enough to evoke sympathy and sorrow. Some of the faint hearted people even shed tears, especially when they recalled the good times they had spent with the adorable children.The Commander of Aranill was their sister. But neither Zeev nor Siena were arrogant about it. They were proud of their sister. Yet, they showed not an ounce of superiority and impudence towards anyone, treating everyone with respect, making them all the more lovable in everyone's eyes.Though there were people who despised and envied Aylin, they too were saddened by the terrifying incident and they lowered their heads as they watched the royal guards lay down the dead bodies on the lawn at the front of the manor, one by one.Gregory and Erik had taken it upon themselves to handle this matter while Gregory's sister catered to an unconscious Aylin. She was running a temperature and she had not woken up even though it was the wee hours of dawn.Nobody slept for even a moment as they surrounded the manor where the horrifying incident had taken place as they waited for the Alpha King to arrive.Gregory and Erik listened to the hushed whispers as they watched the guards clean the dead men's bodies. Their eyes were filled with grief and they seemed beyond exhausted. With their lips pursed, they frowned slightly as they absent mindedly listened to the words of sympathy from the people. But none among them registered in their minds.All they had was Aylin's well being and considering the gruesome incident, they were now concerned about her emotional state of balance. Though Aylin looked indifferent and held a stern expression most of the time, it was all a pretense and the two men knew it. She had a fragile heart who had taken it upon herself to protect her family when there was no one who could shoulder her responsibility for her.Their concerns increased when they realized that she now had no one to call her family. Her parents were long dead and her siblings who she treasured and loved more than her life had been ruthlessly killed with the culprit was still at large.Suddenly, people stopped speaking as they heard the sound of horses galloping towards them, and immediately after, the royal guards entered their sight with the Alpha King Myron and his family right behind them in the royal carriage.The group of people separated, splitting into two lines as they made way for the royal family before they lowered their heads, bowing at their King in respect. The carriage stopped in front of the manor gate and the royal family alighted from it one by one. With a frown, Alpha King Myron and his family entered the premises while the people looked at them curiously.Gregory and Erik too noticed the royal family and they bowed at them.Myron just nodded at them curtly as he continued walking until he reached the place where all the dead people were placed side by side. Sorrow settled in his brown orbs while he stared at the lifeless faces before it was replaced with fury."I would like to have a word about this matter later, Sir Erik, Sir Gregory." He stated, keeping his voice as low as possible so that only the two concerned men heard him."Where is Aylin, Sir Gregory?" Queen Dorothy questioned as she wiped her teary eyes with her kerchief. "The poor child must be devastated.""Your Majesty, Commander is currently unwell. She is resting in my sister's manor." Gregory hinted what Aylin's condition was before he heard a sigh escape the Queen's lips."The child must be in despair from all that has happened. I just hope she will not be traumatized for life." "Mother, Commander is a strong willed woman. She will come out of her misery as time passes." Josephine, the young princess of Aranill assured her while a glimmer of light passed through her eyes.Erik frowned when he heard the princess' remarks. He was well versed with her thinking and he did not doubt that it was all her pretense. Although she had been discreet about it, he had sensed her resentment towards Aylin many times. He had chanced upon her speaking ill about Aylin once, making him wonder why she could not stand the sight of her. But he never had the courage to ask her and had stayed mum.Gregory sensed the changes in Erik and he gave him a questioning look, only to find him staring into space while deep in thoughts."Yes, Mother. Please calm down." Prince Caelan too added, his eyes not moving away from the dead people's faces as he observed the injuries on their bodies.Other than Siena whose throat had been slit effortlessly, everyone else showed traces of injuries on their bodies as though they had tried to defend themselves from the culprit.Caelan's eyes softened and his heart ached for Aylin. To him, she was a very admirable woman and he respected her for who she was. "Your Majesty," The guards bowed at King Myron before they stood aside. Myron closed his eyes for a moment as he thought about what to do next. "Inform the families of the dead. We will be performing their last rites in the forenoon and they will be buried in the upper graveyard. Inform the priest immediately."He ordered. Barely had he finished speaking when whispers erupted among the crowd again, making everyone turn behind to see what the commotion was."Siena," Aylin rushed forward frantically, her disheveled look arousing pity from everyone. "Zeev," She shouted and sat beside her family members who had been laid separately from the guards. Tears gushed out her swollen eyes as she stared at her family members who were no longer with her and her heartwrenching cries made everyone in the group lower their heads in sorrow. Gregory stared at Aylin before he lifted his head and stared at the sky as a droplet of tears escaped his lips. 'Please forgive me, my friend. 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