Lucy Wickshire - Chapter 227

“What do you mean by this?” she asked Lucy.

“Walter is going away for quite a while; did he tell you where?”

“No.”

“Well, that is understandable. He does not understand it much himself. He is going far away. You may not get to see him for quite a while; in fact, years. I suppose no one has told you much about where we are.” Lucy started to stroll away and Helen followed.

“No.”

“The light realm. He is making his way to the dark core at the centre of the light realm. Time there is…well, it’s faster than back home. Yet, people there age much slower, something called cultivation. It makes no sense at all. It never has. Walter will be gone for at least two years in our calculation. But for him, he will be away for quite a few hundred years I suspect. Do you think he will remember who you are, Lady Steinhouse?” Lucy said and Helen felt her anger rise.

“You may have been useful back in Thriergor, but you are not anymore.” Lucy said.

“So you wish to be rid of me?”

“Why carry around excess baggage?”

“He will notice. He will not accept your decision.” Helen stated.

“Where he is going, he will gain power you cannot imagine. I believe that is the origin of your Ligrel clan’s martial arts. But then again, there are many origins; your race’s history is quite messy and I don’t particularly care. People there look like you but have odd names. He will forget you. Walter is on his way to becoming one of the greatest disciples of the heavenly sage. How are you still worthy of him?” Lucy asked mildly, not minding her anger.

“Then who is?” Helen asked in veiled anger.

“Lady Khalsan of Sorventii. I hear that her father has promised his daughter to whoever the heavenly sage makes his disciple.” Lucy said.

“When I was useful, you helped Walter marry me; now, you wish to get rid of me? Impossible! Walter is my husband!” Helen insisted.

“You are not worthy.” Lucy mildly threw at her and walked away. She made her way into her carriage and Helen tried to follow, only to be stopped.

“Lady Wickshire, you best hope you are wrong about today, as I will remember your choice as clear as one remembers sunrise!” Helen vowed loudly, hoping it reaches Lucy’s ears. She did not try to struggle past the guards, letting the carriage and its entourage rollaway.

“My lady? What is happening? Why are they leaving us?” Lizzy was utterly confused.

“They threw out the baggage to lighten the load.” Helen said calmly, Lizzy could not tell what was going through her mind.

“Then, do we just go home?” Lizzy asked, but Helen only watched as the entourage kept on moving farther away.

“My Lady, should we just return to the manor? We can find the nearest village and hire a carriage to take us to Juhntt. When sire returns, he will…” Lizzy started to say.

“We are on a different world in a different realm, Lizzy. Let those words sink into your being; understand it, believe it. As this will be the last time I will explain this to you.” Helen finally looked away to stare down at Lizzy.

“My lady?” Lizzy shivered at the thought of this, still she could not believe that there were other worlds nor that she had travelled there. Does this mean she died? She transcended? Thoughts went through her head, but Helen did not have the time to bother with her. They had been thrown out without any of their luggage. She started to make her way opposite the direction of Lucy’s entourage.

“My Lady, where are we going?” Lizzy hurriedly followed.

“Follow the trail left behind by the carriages and trace our way back from where we came. I remember seeing fields of corn a while back. There must be settlement nearby.” Helen said and kept walking.

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