Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife

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Arkas could already hear the hysterical screams of Elios as he set foot on the floor of the underground cage. Elios' position was far enough, but the sound of his pill screams could be heard even echoing.

It's been a while. Ten years ago, he did the same thing at the beginning of Eirene's death. Arkas could only vaguely remember it. Very sketchy. Because at that time he lost his mind.

But Elios' scream was first heard back then, right? Is correct. Time ... Eris approached Elios who was glued empty.

"What do you feel, Little Brother?" eris asked just then, looking at Elios expressionlessly.

Elios looked up at him. Elios' eyelids and pupils trembled, his lips turning pale blue.

With a voice shivering in the cold, Elios muttered .... "City ... Where is eri? Eri .... Me, I-I don't feel Eri. Sister, Eri—"

"Elios loves Eirene so much, huh?"

Arkas remembers Eris's face that day. A face that exudes softness, but cold welts. A smile that is warm but sharp.

"Elios," call Eris to him. "Eirene can't be with you anymore."

With his loving voice Eris whispered a sentence that tore apart Elios' soul.

"She chose another place to go rather than be with you."

Elios' face grew pale hearing him. He already knew and he saw it for himself, but when it was whispered, the crack in his heart turned into broken pieces of glass.

"You made a painful mistake. Irene didn't forgive you that's why she decided to go somewhere else."

Arkas only saw her that day. Just watching and nothing more.

"Everything's your fault. Mother's pain, Eirene's choice, the grief of our brothers, or your own pain. It's all your fault."

Arkas is silent because he also blames Elios.

"So bear all the blame as best you can."

Arkas arrives in front of Elios' confinement cell along with the breakup of past daydreams. He was able to witness the figure of Elios at that time and Elios was currently no different except from his size.

"AAAKKKKHHHH!"

He roared, shouted and rebelled, wanting to destroy everything, just to make the whole pain go away.

"Young Master."

Arkas turned to Medea who had been in this place for some time. "Auntie shouldn't be here."

The woman tried hard to smile, "If it's not me who takes care of my children, then who else is left?"

Yeah, the Graean no longer exists so it doesn't exist. But unlike Medea who tried to smile, Arkas smiled lightly at Elios' rampage held back by the shackles.

"Eris promised Auntie again?" ask Arkas.

A lie too obvious. Eris came to Arkas to say it. He said he promised his mother he would never make her cry again. But he said he didn't know if the promise was really up to date.

"I hate Eliros so much because of Eirene." Arkas enjoyed when Elios was unconscious of anything, thinking of nothing, and just kept trembling, frightened, angry and sad over the death of his Irene.

"But ...." Arkas tilts his face. "Eris hates Elios so much deeper than I do, right?"

Arkas will pretend not to know that now Medea is crying in his arms.

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He really locked Roxanne in here. In this beautiful and difficult to describe room. Huh, exhausting. What exactly is he thinking?

Roxanne doesn't understand. Eris falls asleep on a long couch near the pool, telling Roxanne to use the mattress as she pleases.

Although he frees Roxanne from doing anything and does not force her to do what she wants, Roxanne is still barred from leaving.

For whatever reason.

"The longer I look at him, the more he looks like Elios." Roxanne muttered softly. "I think I understand why that kid would mess with Narendra."

It seemed like Roxanne was starting to agree with Sanya for trivial reasons.

"I look like Elios?"

Ah, she heard.

"Not wrong. We were born from the same womb."

What's?! So he's his real brother?!

Eris laughed as if she knew how Roxanne looked now. "Well, Roxanne."

Just ignore. Roxanne learns in her life that neglect is the best way out of trouble.

"You ever love something until your whole body hurts from it?" ask him suddenly.

Roxanne unintentionally glanced over. That strange question inevitably caused him to be distracted. Especially since the answer is no.

There's nothing Roxanne loves until her wits are gone. Maybe even himself.

"Roxanne," call Eris again. "Can you love me?"

Huh uh?!

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