There was this “Autumn Spring”, booming round like a crazy person. So silently, in a beautiful mess, like an astray being capturing my heart. As if it knocked on the door of my heart and says ‘Welcome home sweetheart’.

It may occur absurd but that ‘autumn’ changed my life. It came the way like it never came again. It made me think if all this while I was right...?

Sometimes just a moment is enough to make you realize your worth and some of the times,

time is just not enough. It took me long to realize the fact but it finally dawns on me that, “maybe

hiding and concealing myself again and again by avoiding the reality was my worst choice ever”.

Maybe, should I have spoken up earlier so wouldn’t have gone through these torments and

allegations and those humiliation caused by those hideous people who feel strong by humiliating

someone lower by them and yet they are a coward in the face of actual power.

And me, I was neither a coward nor a person lost in the greed.

I was born a little different without anyone knowing. Mumma always told me to lay low, to lay low for a while. It’ll be all fine. And I asked her, “Momma, what if it won’t work anymore? What will happen? Then also should I lay low knowing they will harm me?”

It caught her off guard. And then she replied, “If that happens my dear then do not hesitate unleashing yourself but only if it worths it or the ‘person’ you are doing this for worths it.” I asked again, “how do I know if that person worths it or not?” Momma replied, “by listening to ‘your heart and soul’ if they agree or if you hear a roar which shakes your entire existence. Do it my dear, do not hesitate or think twice before doing it.”

“And it was her final words said to me and her only daughter, Autumn.”

Let’s see what the future unfolds, lest we get lost in this ‘black and white fog’.

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I don't know what to write guys. So, let's discuss something important 🙃 ( Editted:- and for real it's important especially the end edited part! Do not forget to read it!! Please 🥺 💕)

How's your life going huh!

Mine is a havoc!!! 🙂😶

Sometimes just go into "Speech Less" mode.. 😐

It said before _Posting!_ I've to complete 500 words. Why? And why!?? 🤨😒🙄

I'm telling you it's frustrating already. I've already fixed words for my each chapter and I just can't help it.

See, I've already posted this story of mine on Wattpad but something happened...!

My friend "raventalesx" was writing a book there and her 10 chapters were completed with more than 2000 words for each damn chapter and now her book got deleted into thin air, not knowing where it went. 😐😑

She emailed 📩 them to retrieve it back for her. .

Let's see what happens?!!

So here I'm writing ✍️ my dukh/dard/peeda 😭😭

I don't want to go through that so I'm publishing my this book here also.

Please Manga toon! You've always been good.

Please 🥺 take care of me 💕🙏

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Edited:-

And also after this the second chapter I forgot to post! So sorry readers. I mistakenly forgot to post it 😭😭

I promise I won't do that again!! 😭😭😭

1985, September11

Saturday Evening,

Ohio! It’s been days we had a chat; you know right. Gomennasai, but I just became a little busy in a while but now I'm free. And everyone else is enjoying. You know when I was down there on the 1st floor a man as tall as a giant with droopy eyebrows and siren eyes approached me and asked, “what’s your name? My lady.” And I hesitantly answered, “A-Autumn.” Oh, my lord! I thought. Such a demeanor he holds what a ‘Greek God’ a pure pleasure to the eyes.

I know I can’t have him but there’s nothing wrong feasting on him a little with my eyes.

And then he asked, “If I can just have a moment of honor with you, My lady. I would think my trip to here wasn’t in vain. So, Would you?” And I gave in, can’t help it right. I followed him aimlessly until we ended up in backyard of wine, that swine! Again! I thought so. He wasn’t one alright. A decent one actually. He asked again. I think he loves to ask. Maybe?

He asked, “Why do you have the name ‘Autumn’ of a weather as yours? It had me in a trance for a while but then I replied with a question again, “Why? do you dislike it, my lord?” No, he said. Then that’s fine, I said. There was a distance between us and an awkwardness in the surroundings but a word of warmth which came like a breeze in a very long while in that cold night under a tree of wine with no one other just the two of us, I didn’t even realize lest a drop of tear escaping my eye passing through mine flushness dropped on the back of my hand. It made me realize how much actually I yearned for that one word.

He said, “a little cold, a little warm. A perfect balance of this realm. Indeed, I love autumn! That firmness in his voice holding a tint of love he spoke my name in such a pleasure. After mother it was the second time I cried like a silly child. That faint smile on his face made me remember how my momma smiles every time that little goofiness of hers how it captivates every single soul out there. I once thought I actually forgot her, even her face too but this very men sitting in front of me looked like a reflection of hers. With each passing second, he’s surprising me. I’m just feeling something I’ve never felt. And then he spoke, “Would now you like to tell me the reason behind such a trance?”

“Trance right, absolutely right. My name is such a trance. Sigh! Such a hassle my name is. Chuckle!

I told him, “When my mother conceived me it was the ending of winters and the starting of summers. So, at first, she wanted me to name ‘summer’ because she thought that maybe not her but me can change his heart. But day by day, passing every moment everything become blur to her, the place she thought was hers was of someone else’s which she only came to knew during her labor. She gave birth to me, a such a misery, let alone only a young nanny beside her. None of them came to see me as if I was a kind of plague to them. He married to an affluent woman of a noble family making her my step-mother and the Mistress to the Manor.

He asked my mother to shift from the manor to a rural location. No matter how I think, nothing was better than that. For the next ‘three and a half years’ our life was simple, and it’s the place where she named me Autumn. Not because of the weather but because of the trance, her life became like one. She was in a dilemma that where she went wrong? And there was no answer to it. After that period of time her health deteriorated. She died out of misery and trance. And yeah, that’s the end of my reason behind my name.”

We spent some more time together passing some secrets and sharing some of the good and bad memories. We bid goodbye to each other on a good account. But before we got apart, he suddenly stopped on his tracks, looked back and called my name making me jam on my steps. I didn’t look back but nodded my head indicating that I’m listening him. He said, “Let’s meet again someday, sooner. It made a smile appear on my lips while my eyes were glistening with tears. I really can’t help it after all it was on a long while I cried my heart out. None of the maid there stopped me but all felt a kind of relieve for me that I finally let it out.

Author’s Pov:

Where Orson & Autumn were heading towards the palace size mansion there someone was buried in the stack of papers was thinking of his new bride. He moved his gaze slightly to his left where a man in a plain green silk shirt, paired with white trousers and a matching vest, looking through the journal in his big and veiny hands. Holding a stature of six feet 4-inch giant, resting his leg on the rolling ladder beside the book shelve. He irritatingly rolled his eyes towards his master who was leisurely sitting on his chair and staring at him constantly for a decade.

He moved from there and went straight towards the desk. As he reached there, he frustratingly banged on all the documents and journal on the surface of prim and proper, high-quality desk, poor soul. May god bless him from this daily drama.

He asked, “Would the duke like to tell me, why the applications and rest of the documents plus account journal went upside down, while I was away?” I thought I only left for a month but it looks like I was on a long vacation that it really became heavy for you to take care of these alone. Was I? He said it softly while gritting that look on his face of a frustrated ‘grim reaper kind’ if gritted anymore that will turn into nothing.

Magnus’s Pov:

Calm down! There’s nothing to worry there that you are frowning so much. The main thing to worry about now is the duchess. So, you should think what kind of duchess you will be having to obey.

(He leisurely said while picking out that banged on file there.)

Morgan’s Pov:

What kind of duchess you mean? Don’t you know her already. She’s a walking disaster! Who bring troubles wherever she goes. Its already high time now. Don’t tell me you get in contact with her behind my back. I do not allow you to meet her anymore. Who knows what she’s up to again this time around.

(He said irritatingly having his hands on his waist like a grumpy old woman.)

Magnus’s Pov:

Who’s talking about that Noodlehead. I’m talking about the new duchess’s arrival. What’s your say, tell me. How do you think you will welcome her. Hmm.

(This guy is a whole ass jerk.)

Morgan’s Pov:

New Duchess? Damn! Don’t tell me something huge happened while I was gone. D-Did old duke finally got married for fiftieth time with one foot in the grave and a damn banana peel left beside his other one. Gosh! Has he finally gone insane!! Does he get that much balls. Is there going to be one more competitor for heirship next year?

Should I eliminate him or her before their arrival into this hectic world.

(Innocent Soul, Soulless Creepy Soul)

Magnus’s Pov:

That won’t happen. You are jus--

Morgan’s Pov:

I’ll just take care of it. You needn’t to worry. As I have taken care of all Forty-eight previous duchesses, she’ll be nothing to handle for. I’ll just intimidate her a bit and You!! complete this pile on your desk or you may get piles for actual if I use a bit of my alchemy!

I’ll be taking my leave now duke. Have a good day ahead, wish you luck.

Author’s Pov:

As they bicker around as always morgan left for his other duties leaving his duke magnus stuck in the stack. Now when magnus was finally alone he swiftly moved his hand in the air chanting a rhyme. He casted a spell which blocked anyone else hearing what is going to happen inside. He moved his gaze towards the back of his head and in the blink of an eye from nowhere magic flowed in the air and a live person appeared before him. He was none other than the owner of the magic tower “Lord Zephyros Nightshade.” Owner of the Arcane Tower. Who’s Tall and imposing, with piercing violet eyes that seem to see into your soul. His long, silver hair flows like a river of moonlight, and he often wears dark, intricately embroidered robes that shimmer with hidden ruins.

Magnus stood up from his seat and went towards the lord and vanished into thin air with him.

(What do you think? What is going to happen next??)