Disclaimer: Escaflowne is the product of Sunrise, etc.
Previously Migel learnt of his comrades' deaths…and he's out for revenge.
Author's Note: This chapter is a sort of transitional chapter, i.e. short.
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Speak No Evil--Ch.5
"Revenge is a dish best served cold."
2 months after Schezar's party: Cassimey household, Palas
From the upstairs window of her bedroom, Lisette regarded the street below. Rolling, gray clouds, the heralds of rain, dimmed the early afternoon sun. A slight frown marred the smoothness of her face as she was gazing intently at a couple slowly walking away from the Cassimey residence. The tall young knight bent his head down slightly as his flaxen haired companion whispered something in his ear. This slight gesture, quite innocent by all standards, made Lisette extremely annoyed. Unconsciously her eyes narrowed.
"Liz?" She turned around. It was only Rian. Her brother looked slightly rumpled, his curly blond hair had not been combed, and his tan-coloured shirt was wrinkled. In contrast, Lisette looked the epitome of a lady. She made it a personal policy to always greet the world in style, to her mother's approval and father's pride.
"Liz what's wrong?" Rian asked quietly. Lisette tensed. Could she trust Rian to be discreet? When Rian saw that she seemed to be ignoring him, he shrugged and turned to leave. When he was one step out of the door, his sister finally spoke.
"Desral is keeping something from us." Her tone was flat—almost cold. Her brother shrugged, "So? You can't expect him to tell you everything that's going on in his life."
"That's not what I meant Rian. He's changed, haven't you seen the transition?" Lisette asked. "He was always reserved," she said, "but now he's…secretive. And when I ask him what's wrong, he coldly brushes me off. He's withdrawn and uncommunicative. Except when he's around Celena. Except Celena." Her voice trailed off into a whisper.
"Liz—" Rian began.
"I'm telling you Rian those two are up to something." She was convinced of it.
"Liz—"
"And I'm going find out what."
"Liz—"
"And if you tell anyone—"
"Liz!! Calm down! I'm NOT going to anyone, alright?" Rian shook his head in wonder. He had never seen his little sister get so worked up about something. Lisette nodded solemnly. She trusted her brother.
"Will you help me?" She asked him.
"Is that a rhetorical question?" Rian replied with a grin.
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"The Dragon will be arriving in a three days." Celena told Migel. They had walked to the waterfront that was appropriately secluded. Migel leaned against the railings and watched a cargo ship slowly approach the harbor. The ports of Palas were busy as usual.
"Did you hear me?" She asked impatiently.
"Van won't be returning to Fanelia this time." Migel said decisively.
"Oh he'll return alright," Celena said with a smirk, "in pieces. Burnt to a crisp." Her eyes became unfocused and foggy as she allowed herself to picture the gruesome scene. For the hundredth time. She sighed contentedly; soon, her daydream will become a reality. "I'll do my part, Migel, just don't forget yours."
He gave her a half-smile, but his eyes remained cold, like hard emeralds. "I won't forget. I shall never forget."
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Author's Note: Hey! Sorry this chapter was kind of short but I've been working on my website: Zaibach Soldier! (It's a shrine to Migel…now why haven't I surprised you? ^_^) Come visit it, eh? I got into the escaboys collective yesterday—yahoo! Oh, and don't forget to sign the guest-book :)
Lisette is quite precocious…and you know what they say; "curiosity killed the cat." Ha! That's a cliffhanger for ya.