Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 189: To The Castle

Time flew by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, a week had passed.

I spent that week reading the book my father gave me and training with the sword. The book was simple and clear, and the instructions were easy to follow, even for a kid like me. However, the sword was a different story.

The weight was too much, and the length was a huge disadvantage. It was impossible for me to use the black sword with my current strength, so I had to use wooden swords.

Yet it wasn't as bad; the wooden sword was perfect for learning. The length, the weight, the grip, and everything else were ideal.

As for the training, my father would join me sometimes, teaching me and correcting my mistakes since I kept doing them on purpose, just to not draw unwanted attention.

As for the rest of the week, it was fun. I was running around the house, helping with the field, and playing with the sheep and the cow. Victoria, the young girl, was with me all the time, showing me how to do things.

I didn't mind, and I didn't complain. The little girl was happy, and it would be rude of me to ruin it. After all, she's my twin sister, and I love her.

"Sigh..."

'It's almost time,' I thought as the sun began to set. The light was dimming, and the sky was getting dark. A sigh left my lips, and I felt sad and empty since tomorrow my sister and I would leave our home and begin our new lives in a big castle as princesses.

'I'll miss you, Mom, Dad.'

"Sigh..." A second sigh left my lips as I stared at the sky. Yet it didn't last long as a figure stood beside me, blocking the view.

"You ready, sis?" Victoria spoke, staring at the sky with her big blue eyes. The look on her face was the same as mine.

"Not really, but I guess we have no choice."

"Yeah," the young girl replied. Her voice was low as she sat down next to me. "But don't worry, I'll be there for you."

"Thanks."

"No problem," she said, flashing a small smile. "We're twins, after all."

"Come, let's go back." Standing up, I extended my hand to her. "We have a big day tomorrow."

"Okay." Taking my hand, the young girl stood up, and the two of us returned home. That evening, my mom prepared a huge dinner for the whole family.

We ate and talked, and at some point, the whole house was filled with laughter since Mom tried to trick me by mixing small pieces of broccoli with the meat and the potato. But I found out about it. Yet that didn't change the fact that I had to eat it, or Mom's face would shift from the kind one to the scary one.

'Is this how Ember and Luna felt when I punished them?'

"I'll clean," the young Victoria volunteered and started cleaning the dishes while my mother and father sat on the couch drinking what looked like beer.

'Huh, I wonder if the alcohol of this world is strong.'

"Morgana," my mother called me and gestured for me to follow.

"Okay." Walking after her, the two of us entered her room, and my mother locked the door. A small gasp left my lips as she walked toward me and suddenly brought me into a hug.

"How are you feeling, Morgi?" she said, rubbing my back.

"I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Nodding, I gave her a bright smile.

"Good. I'm sorry that you and your sister have to leave so soon," my mother said, sighing. The tone of her voice was sad.

"It's okay, Mom. We'll come to visit often."

"Yeah, you better," she chuckled, ruffling my hair. "Or else I'll have to pay you a visit, and you won't like it."

"Mom..."

"Haha, sorry, I was joking." The woman smiled, kissing my forehead. Then she turned and pulled out a small wooden box from under the bed.

"Here."

"What is it?"

"Your mother's gift. I was planning to give this to you when you grow older, but with what happened, I have no choice," the woman said, mirroring what happened between me and Father. "I already gave the other one to your sister."

"Other one?"

"Yes, open it."

Doing as she said, I opened the box, and I found a necklace—a golden one with a crimson diamond in the center.

"This is an heirloom, a magical jewel that has been passed down in our family for generations," she said, picking up the diamond. "Or at least that's what my mother told me."

"Magic?" I raised my brows, surprised to hear this word here. As far as I knew, there was no magic on Earth at this time.

"My mother said the diamond is a rare jewel that fell from the sky," my mother said, shrugging her shoulders. "She never told me more than that, and I'm not a believer in the supernatural, so I just ignored the stories."

"Oh, I see."

"Anyway, the diamond was big enough to craft three necklaces. I gave your sister the green one, and the blue one is with my father."

"Wow, that's cool." My childish act was improving by the day. "Thanks, Mom."

"You're welcome, Morgi," my mother said, and the look on her face was soft, kind, and warm—the kind of smile that a loving mother would give to her precious child. "Remember, Morgana, family is important. Don't trust anyone."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mom."

"Good." She kissed me on the forehead. "Go and sleep. It's going to be a big day."

"Okay." Giving her a final hug, the two of us walked out, and I went to my room.

Victoria was already sleeping, snoring loudly. Her mouth was wide open, and a drool was leaking from the corner of her mouth.

"Haha," chuckling, I slapped her on the cheek to stop her snoring before quickly getting into bed, pretending to be asleep.

.....

"RISE AND SHINE, GIRLS!" A voice came from outside, and a few seconds later, a loud bang followed. "YOUR LOVELY GRANDPA IS HERE!"

'Shit, that was loud.' Opening my eyes, I turned to the side and saw Victoria rubbing her eyes. Her hair was a mess, and the look on her face was sleepy.

"What's going on?" she asked, looking around.

"Grandpa is here."

"WHAT?!" Jumping off the bed, the young girl ran toward the window. "He came early; the sun didn't even rise."

"Yeah."

Knock!

"Get dressed, girls," a knock came from the door, followed by my mother's voice. "Don't take long."

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The two of us got dressed quickly and made our way out. Yet the moment we entered the living room, the old man greeted us wearing shiny steel armor with a blue cape.

"Morning, Grandpa," the two of us greeted and gave him a bow.

"Good morning, girls," he said, rushing to us and hugging both of us at the same time. "Are you ready for the new life in the castle?"

""Yes.""

"Good. Now, you two should say goodbye to your parents," the old man said, letting go of the two of us and gesturing at the door, where my father was holding two bags.

"Here." He handed each of us the bags. "Everything you'll need is inside. I'll wait outside."

"You coming with us?" the old man said, raising his brows.

"If you don't mind," my father replied, and the look on his face was stern and cold.

"Of course not. The more, the merrier," my grandpa shook his head, not caring. Yet I could spot the surprise on his face. I guess he never expected that.

"Good."

"Well then, let's go."

The five of us headed outside. The sun began to rise, and the birds were chirping. The air was a little chilly, but the weather was perfect for a long journey. Victoria and I gave our mother a hug before climbing into the carriage that was parked outside the barn, guarded by four armored knights. The moment the knights saw my father approaching, they bowed immediately.

"Let's go," my grandpa said, getting inside the carriage and sitting next to my father, while me and sis sat at the back. The knights nodded and mounted their horses, and we began our journey.

...

To my surprise, the journey didn't take as long as I expected—less than four hours.

"Wow."

"It's huge."

Both me and my sister's eyes were wide open, and our mouths were agape since the view that lay in front of us was beautiful. The black castle was huge, with a long bridge connecting it to the mainland. It had huge towers and a massive gate, and it was surrounded by a wall.

"Welcome to Castle Dracula," my grandfather said. His voice was gentle and calm, and the look on his face was a proud one.

"So this is your home, Grandpa," little Victoria asked, the look on her face was one of awe.

"Yes, it is." The old man patted her head, ruffling her hair. "I'll show you everything."

"Can't wait!"

"Haha, good."

As the carriage closed on the gate, I felt a strange sense of familiarity. However, that didn't last long as suddenly the image of the castle in front of me appeared in my head in a different way.

The black castle was in flames, with me on top of the wall fighting strange-looking monsters.

"What's wrong?" my sister asked, placing her hand on my shoulder, snapping me from my thoughts.

"Nothing," I replied, giving her a small smile. "Just tired."

"Okay," she nodded, leaning on my shoulder. "If you need anything, sis, just ask."

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