The Fate of Narendra Women
50. Memories of the Past

Kamila was stifled by the sight of her and Iaros sitting together under a tree where they used to sit together. He felt like he was dreaming, but this dream also felt very real.

"Do you remember now?" A hallucinatory figure stood beside him.

All the information flowed in Kamila's head. And that sight, the sight of Iaros suddenly kissing his lips and Kamila being pushed into the tree, seemed to prove everything.

"You're restless when Iaros is getting more and more fond of touching you." Hallucinations talk. "But you did not refuse because Iaros is the Young Master. You are also interested in the interaction of the opposite sex. Even so .. You're brothers, that's what you think."

Kamila. Unable to make a sound when all changed into the night he spent with Iaros.

Kamila's face was facing directly at him. Iaros hugged Kamila from behind so he probably didn't know that the girl.

"You kept him in custody because of Iaros. You're friends, you're friends, you're brothers, you're Narendra. You are looking for a reason for yourself to defend Iaros. Wh why? You also don't know why."

As the whole world changed and Kamila looked around, her hallucinations disappeared.

What was in front of Kamila's eyes was just a girl sitting blankly, staring at a corpse of a handsome man whose heart was hollow.

Kamila moved stiffly shifting her gaze to the corner of the room. On Iaros who was walking holding someone's heart, then crouched down put it in Lily's hand.

"Don't touch mine" Iaros told Lily.

"She just kind of said you were hers without asking if you wanted to or not."

The voice in Kamila's mind felt resounding.

"She killed your only hope because she felt hers was taken away. After that he left, forcing you to forget everything alone, then return with a new scenario in his hands."

Slowly, Kamila felt that all the information was complete in her head. Everything started to clear and he was able to digest.

The next thing that happened .. was just the echo of Kamila's scream in her own head.

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"You don't seem surprised by this." Zephyrus lay Kamila's body well when suddenly his consciousness was gone. "What are you gonna do?"

Aether silently looked at Kamila. "Saran Demeter is not a bad thing."

Although Narendra's wife was essentially a slave and there was no obligation to guard their feelings, still, their honor was Narendra's.

It's not about them being sad or not. It's about Narendra's wife's position going to start to tarnish.

Narendra does not need to respect their wives, but insulting in front of everyone is tantamount to insulting Narendra.

"And, do you think Uncle will take it for granted? It would be simpler if Uncle killed Iaros and Kamila."

Aether frowned ever deeper.

"If there is a change, then .. maybe Helen's self-esteem will not be insulted if you marry Kamila."

The angle of the Aether's eye immediately moves in response.

It's a big deal, he thought.

Zefirus correct. If the marriage could be done, the only one who could marry Kamila and Lily was only Aether.

He can make his position as the main 'heir' as a pretext to marry mixed descendants in order to end their differences in position in the next generation.

If Aether were to marry Kamila and Lily, Helen would not be humiliated. It would also not insult Aether's other wives because once again, he exercised his right as the first young master.

But ....

"It will form a new tradition." Hera immediately understood it as soon as Aether had a discussion with them. "For six generations, each Narendra's wife was educated on the ranch and cared for by a great mistress. If you, in the position of First Young Master, marry two women who are not educated as your wives, then in the future there will be a tradition of being allowed to marry any woman."

"I don't think Young Master Iaros will stay silent either." Moirae, Aether's other wife added. "The matter will get longer if Young Master Iaros refuses."

"What's your proposal?"

Hera smiled meaningfully. "Let's talk about this when there is Young Master Iaros among us, Young Master."

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