33 Risen#re

Edith paced around, continuously glancing at her communicator on the nightstand.

She wore a pair of very short, red shorts, revealing her long and fair-skinned legs, a red shirt with her night gown thrown over her shoulders.

She could hear the crackling hearth, and every time it made a loud cracking sound, she looked to the communicator again only to find that it was silent, 'Got to change that ring tone," she told herself for like the millionth time.

The cracking sound came from the hearth because of the pellets of spark powder she would put in the wood.

It would occasionally make a loud popping sound, which she found pleasant, it made her think of those ancients rifles and cannons that she collected.

It was hard to come by spark powder weapons, most of them had turned to dust by now it had just been that long since any was ever made, and the existing ones were either in the hands of collectors or were in closed auctions for sky-high prices.

But with her family connections, she was able to get a fair number of them and she would always get a rare piece of her birthday.

She jumped onto the red sheets of her bed and rolled around like a child, on the overly large bed, it was so big that she assumed it was meant for people with a large haram, and anyone that saw it would assume the same.

Why did she have such a bed? she assumed that her family wanted her to have a haram of her own, her mother certainly did, she had heard about it from her mother's very own lips and her father was similar with a very large haram of his own, he was the Lord of the Eden family so it made sense.

She looked at the communicator again as the hearth made several popping sounds, this one was almost as loud as those useless powder cannon contraptions, although they were useless against anyone that wasn't an ordinary mortal.

She still found them interesting enough, to have bought every model she could afford, and decorated an entire room with them, her next step was to set up a room for each cannon type, and arrange them based on their age and rarity.

The popping sounds echoed once more and she snapped her head in the direction of the communicator this time a smile formed on her lips, it was her mother, she kept her word this time.

She had given her official report earlier and waited for her mom to give her a personal call, it had become a kind of ritual for them over the years, but her mother was always busy and that often lead to her waiting up an entire night only to not receive any call or even a simple message.

Still, she considered herself lucky, most other candidates would have to beg to get even 10% of the time she got speaking with her mother.

For the other candidates, it was simply a string of communications to members of their family, and if they got lucky, they would get an actual message from their parents during the holiday.

She quickly answered the call, the projection of her mother Milan Eden, chief advisor to the lord of the Eden family appeared in front of her.

She pulled a trolly with a pot of boiled tea and poured a cup for herself while looking at her mother's office, everything was so neat and organized, just like her, she looked at her mother's long black hair, it was the only trait she got from her mom, and she envied that copper skin tone of hers.

'Maybe Lirian would have made a proper move on me if I had skin like that, instead of teasing me from time to time,' she shook her head to get rid of those thoughts, now wasn't the time.

"Edith, I know, that we just got on the call, but we don't have much time, five minutes," Milan said a bit stiffly, it was always like this, she did try but things were difficult.

Edith nodded it wasn't out of expectations, things were always like this anyway, she made a quick hand gesture, and her mother gave a stern look before pressing a few buttons on a panel next to her.

"The line is secure, now tell me what this is about," Milan was not too happy about this, the idea of these chats was just to keep up with each other, anything important was supposed to be relayed through her reports.

Edith sighed hoping that this wasn't going to cause any trouble for her mom, "It's about Lirian," she said hesitantly.

Milan sighed, "I told you what you need to do if you want him to chase after you, if you just follow the steps, within a week he'll be begging to sleep with you, you can trust me on this, it's worked almost every time I've used it and while he may be a genius, he is still a horny teenager beneath all of it," she said very seriously.

Edith lost control of her hand and accidentally facepalmed, her mom could be so embarrassing at times, she did not even want to think about the step-by-step program, it was so shameless.

Her mother approved of her perusing Lirian with the utmost sincerity, with his talents no matter what he did he was bound to become a pillar of the empire and any relationship with him would be good.

On some instances she even implored Edith to make a move faster before Lirian felt intrigued by some other woman, in her words, 'No matter what, someones first always holds a great deal of significance,"

"It's not about that," she quickly said before her mom went any further, "It's something troubling, something that can be considered treason if he is wrong," she said softly.

There was nothing like the word treason that could get the attention of a noble, "Tell me everything!" Milan's tone became icy, she did not expect to get anywhere close to something that could be labeled as treason from a simple call.

She had half a mind to shut off the call and never contact Edith again, in her personal time, but she didn't want to see her daughter get dragged into a storm that could damage the Eden family.

Feeling the change in the attitude of her mother Edith felt disappointed but quickly told her everything.

Milan could hear her heart trembling from shock, that little prince candidate, truly had guts to make such an accusation, it was utterly preposterous, who the hell did he think he was to make an accusation against a headmaster, their positions were almost as sacred as the lords and ladies of the super-worlds, but this was even a step higher it was Telamon Dao.

"Stay away from that child, and do not under any circumstance continue to get involved with this plot of his, it could end with your head hanging on a pike," she shouted Edith, and completely changed her mind about Lirian in a snap.

"He has never been wrong before; besides we only need to know what the advantages of being a headmaster are over being a teacher?" Edith spoke with conviction; she could have backed down and obeyed but that wouldn't have been her, she was the star of the candidates before Lirian arrived for a reason.

Milan felt angry at herself for telling her daughter to pursue Lirian all this time, he was truly nothing but trouble, "Recite the versus that make an empire to me, so that you can understand exactly why what you're saying is ridiculous."