The Fate of Narendra Women
68. My Beloved Sister

Kamila has decided.

He'll meet Iaros.

Perhaps from the beginning he was not created to be free.

If his mother and brother were well, the people who cared for him, whether Aether, Hephaistos, or Ribia: if he should be confined in the shackles of Iaros to guard them, Kamila would do so.

Now he knows enough that they love him. In a way they can.

He is not alone, not lonely. But this is how her destiny line as a woman half Narendra.

“Ana."

Kamila's servant was brought in today on Aether's orders. Due to Iaros's problems, Kamila and Lily must be restrained in the main castle until a decision is made.

If he and Lily marry Narendra, they will officially stay here. And if Iaros' request is accepted, then Kamila and Lily must join Narendra's women to the Asgard mansion, the home of elder Narendra.

"You can go now, Miss."

Kamila also moved. Walking out of the room without Aether's permission to meet Iaros.

Kamila turned around repeatedly, hoping that no one would see her. Ana said, Iaros was in the place Kamila used to be before they left for Korea.

"Camila."

Flinched, Kamila held her breath as Ribia suddenly appeared near the lake. He seemed to have been waiting for Kamila until spontaneously he wanted to run.

"Kamila, please. Talk to me."

Kamila's intentions are off. Looked doubtfully at Ribia there.

A lot of things he said. Kamila hurt Ribia and perhaps because of her words, Ribia became very burdened by their relationship.

Kamila now has no courage. Demeter's right. Kamila will forever be Kamila, and will never be Lissa Makaria Narendra.

"You want to see Brother?" ribia asked as she got closer to Kamila.

Hesitating he nodded, but then Ribia smiled.

"Come here. I'll keep you company."

"No need, Miss."

"I'm on your side, Kamila. Trust me, please." Ribia pulled slowly on her arm. "It'll be safer with me. If Brother Aether finds out, I'll say I forced you."

Although Kamila felt that it would be troublesome for Ribia, the girl insisted. Finally Kamila was silent, walking after Ribia who was silent without a sound.

It's not gonna be the same anymore, she and Kamila know it.

There was really no sound until Kamila stopped at the door where Iaros was. Ribia came down the stairs, pulled over to the park so Kamila and Iaros had time together.

Kamila knocked on the door immediately. Prepare his mind to support what he has to bear.

But he stood still, waiting until the door of Iaros's room opened.

"Young Master."

Kamila squeezed her hands in front of her chest. Forcing himself to stare at Iaros as all those memories came.

That night, Iaros killed his dream.

That night, Iaros seized his happiness.

Kamila doesn't know. What exactly should he feel for this man now?

I still have to do it even if he makes me an animal. Kamila muttered to convince herself. I've got to do it.

"Young Master, I'm coming—"

"I didn't call you."

Kamila's stunned.

Iaros eyes coldly looked at him. There is no trace of the same, hurt or sorrow left, although he should be the one who looks forward to this the most.

"Pffs." Iaros closed his mouth, suddenly laughing amusedly. "I really like my brother that one."

Whahuh?

"Camila." Iaros grabbed his face, in a very rude manner. He raised Kamila's chin to look up at her. "You remember that old Kamila diary you were interested in?"

Kamila grimaced sickly. His jaw was pressed hard.

"I once thought that you and Kamila were different. But now I know. You and Kamila are the same."

Kamila's tears are welling up.

"In previous generations, Kamila lost the battle for Iaros' heart. The one who won it was Lissa." Iaros bent. Whispering on Kamila's lips. "Demeter is Lissa to you."

Iaros pushed him until Kamila's back hit the wall. But the slightest bit of him did not feel guilty, just looking at him coldly.

"Demeter, my beloved sister. He said 'Kamila will come to see Brother and will ask for his return, but he came back not out of love but out of hate'."

Something moved Kamila. His face was pale as Iaros took his hands softly, stroking Kamila's dark hands.

Don'tdon't.

"You've been playing me my whole life." Iaros stroked her very gently. "Therefore I swear on all that, on my love for you, my Kamila. I'm gonna put your mother's heart in your hands, just so you know I'm not your toy."

The door of Iaros's room came out, and Kamila fell to her knees staring at her own hands.

Now in Kamila's eyes, the hand was covered in blood. Ready to cradle the heart of Mother who was revoked by Iaros.

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