Chapter 340: Incitement

“You don’t actually need to go away the tower, do you?”

Golden curtains hung down from the grand dome, and sixty-six steps fabricated from translucent marble led upward, with a platform at each ten steps. Every platform was paved with several types of jade, making a layered but opulent look that highlighted the palace’s grandeur and magnificence with its easy jade hues. On the deepest and highest level of this huge palace lay a gentle mattress surrounded by layers of curtains.

Though the palace was devoid of any human presence, it continuously exuded the majesty that a whole lot of courtiers would kneel to when coming into. When the wind swept by way of and lifted the curtains, the daylight outdoors illuminated the black and white snakes on the mattress.

The White Queen lay drowsily within the Black Witch’s embrace. Listening to the query, she instinctively shook her head, “Why would I… not need to…”

“In fact you don’t need to,” the Black Witch gently massaged her temples. “We had been born to flee, sister, however that doesn’t imply we essentially need to. The tower is our jail, but it surely’s additionally our residence, our warmest… residence.”

“White Queen,” the Black Witch lowered her head, her black hair mingling with the White Queen’s white locks, “you’ve really had sufficient, haven’t you?”

“Cellared wine, gentle cake, luxurious garments, a carefree life, and energy inside attain… You like lovely issues, you yearn for the authority to rule. You don’t actually need to go away the tower; you need to comply with the witch’s orders, settle for your obligations, and management the destiny of the Gospel…”

“You’ve at all times been repressing your self, at all times been suppressing your self. You’ve by no means lived for your self, not even for a second.”

“However you aren’t an adjunct to Deya; you might be who you might be.” The Black Witch’s eyes gleamed with a purple insanity. “My expensive White Queen, it’s time to embrace your rebellious part.”

“‘White Queen’ Lise Deya, what a melodious title.”

“However… no…” The White Queen confirmed indicators of battle. “Now will not be the time to indulge…”

“Why not? Haven’t these few days of indulgence been nice?” The Black Witch smiled. “What are you ready for? Security? The tip? Or are you ready for a Miracle?”

The Black Witch’s voice appeared to own a fascinating energy, and her fingers had been entangled with electrical energy and fireplace. The White Queen felt a tingling heat wherever she was touched, as if she had been about to soften into water from the sheer consolation.

This was how the White Queen had spent the previous few days. Upon returning to actuality, she virtually forgot the precise particulars of her desires, aside from the lingering pleasure that remained deeply ingrained in her bones.

Earlier than her consciousness utterly sank, the White Queen barely raised her hand, and an oil portray descended together with the curtains. It was an illustration from a fairy story: a princess falling from a excessive tower, caught by a knight beneath. With the princess reaching down and the knight reaching up, it appeared as in the event that they had been each speeding in the direction of one another, a scene full of magnificence amidst hazard.

This was a fairy story.

However not one they’d ever heard within the tower.

It was a fairy story written by Deya herself.

Each sister, besides Lise, had heard Deya inform this fairy story. It was the one reward Deya may put together for them. Throughout numerous days and nights within the tower, they added quite a few particulars to this fairy story, however the picture of this scene remained unchanged.

The White Queen didn’t discover the moment stiffness within the Black Witch’s smile when she noticed the portray. The purple in her pupils pale like receding tides, leaving solely a murky black.

“Nobody is coming to avoid wasting us,” she said monotonously, her voice devoid of any inflection. “The tower is only a jail, the knights are merely guards, the Bronze Dragon is nothing however a phantom, and solely the princess actually jumped.”

“Miracles have been absent too many instances after we wanted them most. Why do you continue to maintain out hope for one?”

“The one ones we will belief are ourselves.”

“No.” The White Queen shook her head vigorously. “I can nonetheless belief you, the Scarlet Lifeless Apostles, and the opposite sisters…”

“You belief them, however have they ever lived as much as your belief?” the Black Witch coaxed. “Who has ever actually valued your opinion? Who has ever genuinely appreciated your care? You might be neither Lise nor Deya. They could want the Little Witch Lise, may want the Secret Princess Deya, however they’ll by no means want the White Queen Lise Deya.”

“They solely need to use your knowledge and steadiness, however they received’t fulfill your wishes. Even if you happen to defend them from the storm, you’ll be anticipated to step apart as soon as the skies clear.”

“It’s time to consider your self, White Queen,” she whispered. “You don’t need to stay your complete life within the mirror, do you?”

“No.”

“So, Black Butler, I’m relying on you as nicely.” The White Queen affectionately nuzzled the Black Witch’s face and laughed softly. “It’s essential to save me in time as a result of, because the eldest sister, I’ve nobody to show to for consolation besides you.”

Lies!

Lies!

All lies!

You’ve been mendacity all alongside!

It was you who fell first, you who couldn’t take it the earliest, you who first punctured this bubble of mutual affection!

You rebelled towards Deya on your personal wishes, secretly forming an alliance with me to grab management of the physique. When “Lise Deya” was heading downhill, it was you who sat within the driver’s seat, stepping on the gasoline and dragging us all into the abyss of no return!

I’m the way in which I’m now due to you!

How are you going to nonetheless shamelessly communicate such grandiose lies?

How are you going to nonetheless faux to be the nice sister?

How are you going to… how will you…

The Black Witch raised her fist and weakly struck the White Queen’s shoulder.

“Sob… sob…”

The Black Witch’s tears, collected over numerous years, flowed uncontrollably, turning her elegant and mysterious face right into a tear-streaked mess. Her intense sobbing even produced snot bubbles, and an occasional hiccup made her crying resonate with a lingering echo.

The White Queen allowed her to vent her feelings. Their posture shifted from an embrace to the Black Witch sobbing into the White Queen’s arms. The elder sister smiled as she gently stroked her youthful sister’s head. A part of the Black Witch’s deep darkness seeped into the elder sister, whereas the elder sister’s pure white essence flowed into the youthful sister.

The black and white didn’t conflict or cancel one another out however coexisted harmoniously, very like how crying and tenderness full one another in a mutual embrace.

After an indeterminable period of time, the White Queen noticed her personal physique changing into clear. She mentioned, “Our time is up for tonight. We should always go away.”

The Black Witch sniffled however didn’t carry her head, seemingly embarrassed to indicate her tear-streaked face. She expressed her perspective by holding on tightly. “Don’t go.”

“I additionally need to keep a bit longer, however I’ve exhausted my optimistic feelings and might’t keep within the Dream any longer,” the White Queen mentioned with fun. “We will come again tomorrow. Even when we will’t come tomorrow, I’ll at all times be by your aspect and by no means go away.”

“You received’t go away; you’ll simply change.”

“I received’t change. In case you don’t consider me, let’s make a pinky promise.”

The Black Witch rubbed her swollen eyes and prolonged her pinky to the White Queen. “On this world, nobody stays the identical. I don’t want you to vow you received’t change. I simply want you to vow that if you happen to ever now not want me, you’ll… hold mendacity to me, even when it’s simply to make use of me.”

“A Queen mustn’t ever abandon her Butler.”

Although the Black Witch’s feelings appeared a bit cussed and awkward, the White Queen didn’t suppose a lot of it.

In her reminiscence, the Black Butler had at all times been a deeply delicate and reserved individual. Generally, even in silence, she had journeyed 1000’s of miles in her interior world.

Maybe she was simply imagining some heart-wrenching state of affairs and couldn’t assist however immerse herself in it?

“The Queen won’t ever abandon the Butler,” the White Queen mentioned severely. “An elder sister will at all times shield her youthful sister.”

“Black Butler, goodbye.”