The Conquerors Path

Chapter 908 906-Choices We Make.

'This is quite the same'

As I faced Silva seated, the whole situation seemed to be another reflection of what had gone down just a few minutes before with Eleanara. But in this case, I had a different path in mind for this maid filled with a lot of guilt. Somehow, I was starting to feel that this whole situation felt like a transfer taking place.

While the previous infected victim of guilt, Eleanara, was getting better, it seemed the whole thing had transferred over to Silva, who was now on the edge of being broken. This whole thing was now coming to look like a virus being spread.

'The virus of guilt'

I mused at that thought as Silva, in front of me, patiently waited for me to open my mouth and specify towards what kind of guilt she should be trapped in. So I took a moment to go through my plan, after which I started to speak.

"There is a lot more to the whole situation around your family than you can understand, some deep players that wanted to create some chaos here and there."

At my words, Silva focused with a powerful strength as I continued.

"The timing of the queen leaving and going to see her family is indeed suspicious, but do you think your family has the power to make that happen?"

Silva directly shook her head at my words, the truth being ever-present in what I said. With a smirk on my face, I continued to speak.

"Then perhaps it is the truth that something deeper, a more sinister plan, also lies within all this. Someone wanted something to happen, and they made it happen."

"What did they want?" Silva asked with narrowed eyes, to which I, with a shrug, replied.

"I don't know."

"Hum?"

Was the response she gave me as she looked at me, to which I, gazing deep into her pupils, replied.

"Do I look like someone who can access even that level of information? Even this is what I gathered from what your friends told me and the connections I had. Do I look like someone who can enter too deep?"

It was only when my words fell did Silva finally broke out of the spell of seeing me as something very huge. The words I said and the way I had led things had almost made her fully forget that I was a young man, one who couldn't simply hope to have everything in his hands. Even just doing all this made me seem like someone with some great connections.

So Silva reeled in for a moment, seemingly taking deep breaths to control herself and get back to the topic at hand. Seeing that she was finally calming down a bit, I spoke.

"What I know for sure is that not everything was done by your family. Perhaps they may also be a victim of all this. The one who seemingly stood in the middle of it all is your older brother."

My words brought a new kind of change in the face of Silva as she replied.

"My older brother?"

Her question hung in the air as I nodded my head at it, her expression twisting a bit as the words started to settle in her mind. Seeing so, I sat in silence, letting her digest all this information into her mind. She no doubt wanted to get to the truth of it before Eleanara would no doubt begin her revenge.

So I relaxed myself further into the chair, my gaze holding and watching each of the changes happening to Silva. Unlike Eleanara, I didn't let her fall into deep thoughts of depression and guilt. Just before she did, I gave her a lifeline, not to mention I gave her a subtle healing to her mental stability, which would go to show that she was feeling a lot better now.

Thus, having finally reached some sort of consensus with her thoughts, Silva turned to look at me, a certain gratitude in her eyes as she spoke.

"Thank you for telling me this. I will definitely repay this favour in the future."

I nodded my head at her words as I asked.

"What do you plan on doing now?"

To my words, the conviction in her eyes only got stronger as Silva spoke.

"Now, find the truth."

I smiled at her words as I spoke.

"You don't have to choose a side now. Perhaps you won't even have to make a choice. There might be something deeper to all this, and you have my prayers that perhaps things will turn out well."

The aura of innocence wrapped around me as I spoke these words, making Silva flinch, her eyes turning quiet and gentle, coming to look at me like some sort of treasure to be saved as she, with a light smile hidden with pain and knowing, replied.

"I hope so too."

Her words were tinged with a certain despair, as she had seen and known the darkness of the world, which meant the hope I held was not something she would be able to keep in her heart. And thus, seeing that I had settled down what I had come to do for now, I replied.

"Then I will leave you to it. No doubt there is a lot you want to check..."

And just as I was about to head to the door, I stopped and asked.

"Is there any message you would like for me to pass on to the queen?"

My words had their intended effect as, after a moment of stifling silence, Silva spoke.

"Tell her I didn't know, and tell her that I am sorry."

I gave a light nod, after which I walked towards the door, the door opening on its own to me as Silva opened her mouth to speak, standing up.

"I can at least do my last duty and lead you back to your room. You can't be seen walking alone like this."

I paused at her words, turning to look back at Silva, who nodded her head with an earnest expression at me.

'Guess I can't expect everything to go well.'

Thus, Silva led the way for me, holding back all those emotions of pain, sadness, and guilt as she, with her professional face, led the way. No doubt that after dropping me off, she would leave the palace to hunt for the truth. Silva was not able to face her master unless she could give all the facts straight, unless she could find a way for her to pay back the sin she had committed.

Thus, with a slow yet agonizing walk, the two of us reached the door to my room. Silva looked at me one last time, after which she gave me a low bow, her body turning as she started to walk away. But before she did, I spoke.

"Try a man named Razzle Tazz of your city. He might know something, and my prayers are with you on your journey for the truth. I hope you find salvation at the end."

The subtle tremors in the body of Silva showed how much the words had their effect, as she, turning her head to me with the same sad smile, replied.

"Thank you."

And after that, she started to walk away, not even looking back. Thus, I entered inside the room, and the moment I did, I broke through the subtle layers of space to end up back in the room of Eleanara, my gaze landing on the subtly sleeping beauty of this woman, her mind going through the change.

'I wonder, what choice will you make when you wake up?'

I thought. The two ones, as close as sisters, have now set forth on their change, one in the hope of repenting for what she had done, while the other will seek out revenge. For all that Silva is, when she finds out the truth, it will be hard for her to choose a side. But for the grown and now subtly twisted Eleanara, that won't matter—she would want blood.

Nothing will stop her from getting what she wants, and if it means completely erasing that family from existence, then she will do it. Two sisters—not by blood—will either face each other or forge a new bond. It all depends on the paths they choose.

'Kinda reminds me of the ending of the Civil War,' I mused.

I mean, didn't Tony almost kick Cap and the Winter Soldier's ass?

Shaking off those thoughts, I sat in the seat facing Eleanara, my expression tinged with amusement. A bit playful, even, as I thought about what would unfold. Even I can't predict how things will go, but in the end, both of them will owe me. And that will be of great use for the plans I have yet to set in motion.

Leaning back against the chair, I closed my eyes, ignoring the constant calls from my sisters to see me. I could use some rest now because I know all the shit I'll have to face once I get back to the academy.