e wasn't even one. Alfon's reason was simple and that was to guard her welfare. She didn't thought much of it though, but sometimes, when the moon was so high and mystical, or the

any companion, she went straight ahead to the City of Prague where there she knew

iked so much and it was the center fountain. Click by click, she took as much as she could of almost all she could see inside the garden: the greenery surrounding her, the shrubs full of f

e girl and handing her two rolls of pastries without hesitation. He had a warm smile on hi

the protect icon of her gadget to preserve the photo knowing it was a capture she needed to print. Acting like a professional p

ing in her room, the photos she had captured during the day, she prints it in her mini studio area. It was

though it was a hot weather, she didn't mind the burn of the sun at all. She

fe; always been the wallflower of her family. However, never had she imagined that by this time — this early morning in particular —

he beggar girl. He was handsome, she thought. As handsome as the statue of the Sun God, Apollo, standing meters away from his b

e could see right through it, particularly all the secrets that she hid. Second is, it made her feel stripped out of her clothes — nude, so to say — but there was no sense of wickedness with it at all. No lust — the u

n. Did her heart race as she did so? Yes, it did, for she could still feel the

towards the source and found the youngest member of the Rogratiatto Family, Mehaque Maris, sitting in a sectional sofa nea

a fact that pleased Regina greatly. Ysabelle did the usual — accepting the warm hug of the girl. She was her favorite niece in fact, being that Mehaque was the only on

Belle?" Mehaque asked, loo

e's head. "In Plaza Citadelli, Swee

rl. No one used it except her and Mehaque of c

ediately surfaced. She was known to adore the work o

, you may, " she said and took o

n. She saw the happy children, the lively vendors, and the detailed stream of water from the fountain. She also saw the many faces of the subjects, including one pictu

"Hmmm... yes, I know, but your mom d

ding eyes she consequently used in order to receive a yes from

e, sure. Next time it is, " she answered, thu

y celebrated, embracing th

wing this warm emotion to her other than the teenager herself. She wasn't begging for it though, but sometimes, there are instances that she

Mehaque informed after she withdrew from

onded with a short nod. "Oh well, that's not new at all, everything is important for

oom, " Mehaque expressed with a tone that left a sense of fear. Never was she a fan of anything

head once again and answered before walking

m the inside of the Altar room bidding her to come in. She stepped

aid, looking at her Uncle

tell you something, " he replied and ge

ng the room towards the Victorian fu

emarked by the time she sat on a

tell you how sorry I am right? I am supposed to be a man of my word, but right now, André's life is in dange--" He abruptly stopped after realizing he was choking

ré in the marble table. A thought crossed her mind and she cringed because of it. "I understand Uncle. André...he..

p her trembling hands, he knelt in her front and stated

ot to reply immediately, but when she did, it was one of relief, "Thank you U

ng and watched the growing blue and violet f

help of the Vatican Office to

y glanced up and stated

s way here as we speak to exorcis

l it gave her relief that her Uncle had finally decided to ask for help oth

st priest can do the job, I have to set a

above anything else. He took out a stick of black cigar from its Cuban box and lit it up with a lighter

initially stated, tone undebatable.

lar wasn't exempted too. She preferred herself the way she is -- always showing her tomboyish side with regards to clothing. Anyway, what does

am at my best, " she announced with

and sweaters don't look good on the most importa

lar - she felt herself a prisoner once again. She wanted to argue more, but de

in the receiv

the hint. "Yes, " she stated and stood up quickly, neve