Chapter II – Part One
He wants me to do it.
Therefore I have no choice.
And like he said, it is not that big a deal. After all, it is but one more sin to add to the pile of crimes that I will never be able to atone for.
I do not waste my time on protests. I do not waste my time on tears. I do not waste my time on self-pity.
I already know it is far, far too late for all that.
Soon I will be free. After I complete this task he promises that he will no longer bind me to him. He swears this to me.
I know he lies.
Father, your daughter is not so stupid. At least, not anymore. I do not hope for so much. I know he has planned something else behind my back.
But I wonder how Ayame would have felt. I wonder, would she have believed in his false words? Would she had found a little trace of happiness in this sort of hope? It is hard to remember.
Eight years is a long time for someone to be dead.
But they are still watching. As if they expect her to return any moment. As if in a flash it won't be Lady Sumire before them, but common village girl Ayame, full of life and spirit, defiant and hopeful. I could almost laugh at them. It seems only I know that Ayame is as dead as the dead could be, carefully buried and almost forgotten. I remember her only when I remember her dreams.
A child.
I remember she had dreamed of it. Those in love often do.
Memories are painful. I do not waste my time on them either. Here I have my last task before me and there is nothing to do but carry it out. Obey your master. My father does not have my loyalty, but he has my perfect obedience. And that is all he has asked and required of me. One day I will kill him.
After all, it is but one more sin.
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A/N: This chapter may be confusing, but everything will be cleared up as the story goes on, promise!
Btw, thanks to my very first reviewer! You encouraged me to go on!