The Fate of Narendra Women
41. New Weapon

"Camila." Iaros. "Dries. Let's go."

"Miss!" But Agav ran from back there. "Miss, stay away from Young Master!"

Kamila's breath is hunting. He was afraid of both. If Iaros gets it then Kamila will be cooped up with shackles that will probably be attached to every corner of her body to death.

But if she is caught by Agav, then Kamila must go home to find the anger of Mom and Lily.

No. gabe. Not want.

Kamila must be free. He's fed up.

The Lord up there, Kamila was never given a chance to know who God was, but he was begging. Please don't curse his life to be shackled anywhere.

I want to be free!

"Camila." The hallucinations whispered again. "Stop following your destiny."

Along with the whisper that made her tremble, Kamila's hand was grabbed by someone. He gasped to think it was Iaros or Agav, but Kamila's body was frozen by Aether's cold gaze which turned out to be camouflaged around him.

Those cold eyes.

The eyes are dangerous.

Kamila's scared. Cold sweat flooded his pale face. But for the umpteenth time the shadow in his head seemed real, holding Kamila's hand full of confidence.

"Use your weapon."

Kamila wanted to cry.

"Use it, Kamila."

His hands clenched, his teeth grinding. He looked at Aether and knew that it was likely that the heir wanted to lock her in a hole deeper than Iaros's box of confinement.

"Sister." Kamila hugged him. "Help me."

The act made Iaros' expression blank and dark. Something like being broken in her saw Kamila hug Aether just like that.

Same but different from Iaros, Aether was surprised. His entire life had only this time been called an elder brother by a mixed descendant. Even so, Aether hugged Kamila back.

The anger in his heart that had been burning red when he knew the body of this girl shivered.

"Relax," biskknya. "Your sister takes care of you, Kamila."

Iaros intended to run to take Kamila. But before that happened, a kick pushed him down.

Hephaestus stepped on Iaros's back forcefully. "Thank you this is a public space until I refrain from killing you, boy."

...*...

Dios immediately rushed to the news that Aether had brought Kamila and Iaros back with him. Everyone except Kamila, Lily and Aether were clearly gathered.

Especially when Hephaestus put Iaros into confinement, began to beat him mercilessly.

"I'm actually praying that you won't be found." Hephaestus kicked Iaros in the face repeatedly. "Imagine how unfortunate I am to have a blood bond with you, Iaros. A Narendra runs away from his name."

Iaros' body was thrown repeatedly.

"Name everyone wants. You ran away, took your sister away, on the grounds that you loved her, on your honeymoon vacation."

Dios opened her mouth and laughed without a sound.

No one seems to be happy about Iaros's actions here except Dios.

Hey, what's wrong with that? Just let him be stupid. Let him do something silly.

That way there was a reason for him to be beaten when he normally shouldn't, because of Narendra's blood in his body.

It was a long time before Hephaestus punished Iaros until he came out with a hand covered in blood. Helen rushed into the cage with her servant. Composed to let the dress she used absorb Iaros' blood from the floor in order to reach her body.

"Young Master."

He's so embarrassing. It felt like Helen wanted to die from the shame of being his wife.

But when he cupped Iaros's face, finding no remorse or even fear in his eyes, Helen's feelings were ripped apart.

Wh why? Why did Iaros love Kamila so much even if he had to be insulted and hurt?

If it's that pathetic girl she wants, isn't Helen pathetic enough? A new cattleman could call her Helen when Iaros wanted to marry her. A herd that was raised solely for Iaros and became a slave of Narendra.

Helen didn't run. Helen never ran. Then why Kamila?

"Observate my girl" Iaros whispered only to Helen. Her voice was hoarse due to the wound in her throat, but she whispered as if the most important thing was Kamila. "Make sure he doesn't touch anyone. Understand, Wife?"

Helen looked at him dead. "Yes, Young Master."

*

"Campilla!"

Kamila was surprised to find Lily crying hugging him not as much as the anxiety in her heart seeing this place again.

Once more. She returns to her destiny as Narendra's woman. Caged and shackled by whatever excuse they make the rules.

"My sister." Lily made sure Kamila's face was fine. "You're hurt? That monster hurt you?"

A monster?

"Lily, Kamila's fine." Aether calms Lily. "Don't push him first. Let him calm down."

Kamila's eyes moved on Aether.

In the past, in his eyes Aether was only an heir to Narendra who would later rule Narendra if the Great Leader's Uncle had given up his seat.

He's a stranger. Never lived around Kamila because she was the heir whose life was so special.

But ... Now Kamila saw it. Who the Aether really is.

"Your prison." Kamila's friend whispered in her mind. "Something that would be very useful would destroy your confinement."

Kamila smiled. He remembered what Dios had told him. That all men are the same, no matter how they look outside.

"Young Master." Kamila grabbed the hand of Aether who was standing by the side of her bed.

Lily was surprised. "Kamila, don't touch Young Master without—"

"Lily, relax." Aether interrupts, while sitting on the edge of the mattress.

His hand landed on the top of Kamila's head, stroking as a kind-hearted sister.

"Rest, little brother. Everything's fine now."

Kamila immersed herself into his embrace.

Lily was surprised again.

"Campilla!"

Aether was also surprised. Although she quickly gained control, rubbed Kamila's head. What Aether thought was Kamila traumatized and now considers Aether as the only savior.

Without knowing that what Kamila really thinks is that Aether has to be her Iaros.

...*...