CHAPTER XVIII
A Night With The Mistress
I know who you are Aceil Cenedy.
My whole body froze. The way my name is in order is a proof that it really knows me.
My true name is Aceil Cenedy, not Cenedy Aceil. I change the order so that my initials would change as well. Because in the record of the Academy, your name is not important it will appear as an initial followed by your surname. Then my false initial appears as CA. Holsden.
I did it, actually, Daniel did it to hide my identity to all people who will try to find me.
“Who are you? What are you? Why are you doing this?”
The words written disappeared and change into new words.
Come into a deep sleep and we will meet.
And at that time my eyelids become heavy. My legs led me to my bed and eventually, that’s the only thing I remember.
(On Aceil’s Dream)
“I’m glad you came!”
Yes, there she is. Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you the most important being in the Sceillian world the MISTRESS, and right now she’s busy studying my face, and from the sight of it she’s… fascinated?
She’s in front of me and she touches my face. Her fingers are like silk in my flesh. Wondrous!
“You really are my other half child”
Then she smiled. She’s beautiful. Her white hair along with her yellow eyes. As I noticed were of the same height, we also have the same body structure but our difference obviously is that she really is beautiful. She’s hundred thousand more angelic than those fake angles that I read in fantasy books.
“Mistress.” The only word I uttered. I only become this dazed and speechless to a person like this.
“How rude of me, I’m Margarette Rosette.” She said while pointing at herself.
“So you do have a name.” I carelessly blurted out. I really want to hit this mouth of mine sometimes. Uttering careless words!
She laughs at what I said. I guess she’s bored in here in her small world that’s why even what I said is an insult, its a joke for her.
“Of course! I can only reveal myself to you because you and I were of the same person.” She explained while holding my hand and smiling widely.
“How…” I wasn’t able to continue my words when she speaks again.
“Come and sit here Aceil Cenedy.” She pulled me in an exquisite kiosk. Speaking of this place, I watch and look the whole surrounding…
If I’m not wrong. This is the place where Claude brought me not so long time ago. The same kiosk where Claude sleeps beside me, the same place where he gave me the ornamental bracelet.
But the difference is that this place is very gorgeous. Far from the epigones of time, that been hidden at the back of Sveta Efidice.
Margarette taps the chair saying that I should sit beside her.
“It’s been a very long time since I became the Mistress. I’m called the First Mistress not because I’m the very first that became Mistress. You and I are called the First Mistress because we are the first and most important pillar of the Sceill itself.” I’m shocked. Did Hiso know this kind of information? I haven’t ever heard this to any of the lessons in the school. Or maybe I was absent?
“So what’s your order as the Mistress?” I ask. So being mistress is like a title being passed on? Is that it?
“I’m the second.” I saw the sadness in her eyes. Is being a mistress lonely? MAybe if it’s a different person that got the title, I’m sure she will act like a quees. But this lady in front of me ha a very kind soul.
“So what did I do to be your other half?” This is the question that I want answers when I learned from Sugar told me his suspicion that I’m really the other half of the Mistress.
“You didn’t do anything Aceil Cenedy.” It’s just that you are born in that position. You are chosen. She said with pride in her voice.
“Chosen by who?” IF whoever chosen me I’m sure he or she is crazy! I’m a powerless and most useless Sceillian that ever crossed in the face of the world. He or rather she must have a bright excuse why me.
“Don’t degrade yourself Aceil Cenedy. You are chosen by no other than the Sceill itself.” I’m dumbfounded. I am chosen by the power? I don’t understand. Why would it choose a weak and powerless person like me? How will I take care of the Sceillian world if even I couldn’t protect myself? They must be out of their minds.
“But I’m a scape.”
There’s a long silence between us. Maybe she realizes that the Sceill really made a mistake in choosing me. Even if you ask other people without a doubt they will answer that I’m not suitable.
Despite my inner monologue, I didn’t expect her next words…
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“I’m a Scape myself Aceil Cenedy.”
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