Spear Of Retribution

Everything is cloudy as if thick mist covered the whole area. Geraldine stands outside of the Gauthier's residence which makes her confused as she remembered that she's on the Northern forest. 

"Why am I here?" She whispered and when she took a step her surroundings changed and went to her room but the design is different. It was not the current design but the old one.

And on the bed, someone is sleeping with the blanket covering her whole body. That sight caught her off guard as she finds a place to hide.

Looking around, she saw the cabinet and immediately run towards it. She was about to hold the handle when her hand went through the cabinet.

"What the--" 

Geraldine was surprised by what happened that she do it again but still, her hand went through the cabinet like she's just a soul, a ghost that has no physical body.

That's when she noticed when her body is actually glowing and transparent, "What's happening?"

Her eyes went to the person sleeping on the bed then went towards it to see who it was when the door opened and a servant entered with a tray on hand.

"Here's your jasmine tea, young miss."

A servant handed a white ceramic cup to a girl laying on the bed. She lazily sit up straight and drink the tea instantly without opening her eyes.

Geraldine's eyes bulged when she saw the girl behind the blanket. It was the younger version of he, it's like she's looking over to her past but it was not hers as she never had that memory in her childhood.

The girl is pale and scrawny as if she hadn't eaten for days. She felt her heart ache upon the sight of her. She wanted to help but she's just a soul in her world.

"Young miss, are you feeling well?" The servant touched the little girl's forehead to see that she's still burning up from the fever.

"You should rest for a bit."

The servant takes the cup from the girl's hand aggressively and went out of the door and shut the it loudly, not caring about the noise.

Geraldine's eyes grew wide at the attitude of the servant. Then look back at the younger vision of her, she didn't care about her servant's attitude as if she's used to it.

The little girl groaned as she slowly opened her eyes and look around her surrounding. She's on her room, laying on her bed. Her body felt heavy as it was hard for her to move even just a tiny bit so she went back to sleep.

Geraldine just stands there while looking at the sleeping face of the girl in front of her. She doesn't know why is she there or what's her purpose.

"Who are you?" Geraldine muttered as she went and caress the girl's face but her hand went through her body.

"Are you a memory? If yes, who's memory?"

Geraldine couldn't help but ask those questions as she needed an answer as well. So she decided that she'll explore the place since they can't see her. Leaving the girl alone, she went and follow the servant who hasn't gone too far.

The servant went into a room quietly and inside is a man dressed in a fine suit. Geraldine squinted her eyes to see who it was since the room is suite dark.

"Did she drink it?" He said and the voice sounds familiar to her.

"Don't tell me--" Geraldine gasp when the man turned around. It was Jerome, the family's butler.

"Yes, sir. I've made sure that she drinks the tea till the last drop." The servant bowed slightly with a smirk on her face.

"Good, it couldn't take long before that stup*d girl will be gone in this household forever and there won't be someone to stain the name of our Duke!" Jerome shouts as his lips curved into a grin. 

"I'll make sure to let her drink that substance everyday till she can no longer open her eyes." The servant chuckled as Jerome gestured for her to leave.

"Ah, I'm excited to see her take the last breath." Jerome laughed as he pull out something on his pocket, "This poison is really effective. I should have given that merchant a huge tip for his masterpiece."

What Geraldine heard felt her stomach tied a knot. She felt sick that the butler she knew is actually the one who plotted her murder. Now that she sees the beginning of the problem. She wanted to know what happened next and what does it have to do with her.

The images in front of her changed, Geraldine is at the garden in the middle of the night and the younger version of her is at the gazebo, looking in daze.

She pulled the shawl over her body to keep herself warm to the cold night, "Why is this happening to me?" 

Geraldine could only stand at the corner while looking at the younger version of her while waiting for what's gonna happened next. Supposed to be, she had a servant that will accompany her but she's all alone especially that it's night time.

Then Geraldine could hear a snap of a twig from the side. Her head turned instantly and saw a man in black tight suit slowly crawling towards the little girl. He had a dagger in hand and didn't hesitate to jump over to the girl and attempt to slice her throat.

"NOO!" Geraldine shouts and runs towards the assassin as her reflex to stop what's happening but before she could hold him. The images started to deform and shifted to another one. 

Geraldine is on a dark room again and she noticed that it was her father's study room. Duke Gauthier stands in front of the huge window behind his desk and watch his daughter walking through the garden.

Jerome entered the room and bowed down in respect, "Your Grace, you called me."

"Yes, it seemed that my daughter is still well. Have you done your job that I've told you?" The Duke turned around with his eyes sending daggers to Jerome's way.

"Yes, your Grace. I did everything that I can but she's a strong girl and managed to stay alive after so many attempts." Jerome explained with his head lowered and voice trembling from nervousness.

"I want her out of my sight!" The Duke yelled and throw a book on Jerome's head.

"Yes, your Grace."

Jerome hurriedly leave the room to avoid the Duke's wrath. Geraldine just stands there with her eyes wide open in shock at what she discovered. 

"Tsk! Because of that useless child, you were taken away from me. I miss you, my wife." the Duke touched the picture of a woman in his desk, "I'll make sure to seek revenge!"

Then Geraldine felt a presence behind her back and when she turned around. The younger version of her is peeking through the door and heard everything the Duke have said.

The images started to shift again and Geraldine has been brought back to another scenario. The younger version of her becomes a teen and is holding a sword while training all alone in the forest.

Geraldine watched as the child in front of her grows up while training all her life in secret.

"I won't let kill me. They don't have any right to take my life that my mother gives me!" The girl yelled and stab the tree trunk to vent out her anger. Then she inhaled and make herself relax before fixing herself and goes back to her house.

The servant once again served her Jasmine tea. The girl only looked at it with a knowing look and stare back at the servant. Without any words, she took the cup and pour the hot liquid over the servants face.

After that the images started to change again and multiple scenario's was shown in front of Geraldine. How many times assassins attempt to kill her day and night. How the servants would betray her behind her back and how the knights didn't even care if she's in danger. As if everyone of them wanted her to die.

Geraldine's knees weakened as she falls on the ground, she doesn't know why she's seeing those events as nothing that she saw happened to her before.

Then the images stopped and it became one, she's now in her room. She saw herself laying on the bed, looking pale and weak with her eyes void of any emotions.

"What happened to you?" Geraldine whispered as she walked to the bed side.

Then the room's door opened and the Duke entered with his eyes shows disgust and followed by her two brothers.

"Why are you still alive? The poison must have killed you right now." The Duke muttered in rage towards his daughter who is unresponsive to his harsh words.

"Her useless element really saved her for all these years," Gael spoke calmly while looking at his sister. As for Gavril, he's the only one who had a pained expression then after a while, he turned his back away from her sight.

"Why are you letting her suffer like that? Just end it!"