The Tyrant Duke Is The Father
Chapter 18 - Bittersweet
Before I was sent off to war, women always handed me handmade sweets and chocolates when I was passing through a party or the street.
Since I thought that they'd be poisoned, I threw out every one of them. If my Father had seen the cute pink boxes that they had them in, he would have thrown a fit.
He banned anything sweet from the house, forcing me to only eat bitter foods.
Cassian Bastillos
"Your life is bitter, so shall be your meals."
I repeated my Father's favourite saying out loud as I stared at the sickening sweet pastry in front of me.
My Father didn't believe in happiness. All he lived for was war, like every descendant of the Bastillos' bloodline.
We are machines of war, meant for destruction.
I looked away from the pie, then my eyes slowly made their way towards it.
The aroma... it filled my nostrils, tempted me.
It wouldn't hurt to take a bite. All of the staff could stomach it, so it can't be poisoned.
She isn't that cunning. She'd know that it would be a death sentence.
I picked up the small fork and cut into the pie, hearing the sound of the tart fruit slice apart at the edge of my fork.
Picking up the piece, which surprisingly held together like that dessert called jelly, I opened my mouth wide.
Setting the piece into my mouth, I was just about to close my mouth when Floyen threw the door open and I almost choked on the piece of pie before spitting it out into the trash next to me.
Floyen
S-Sir? Are you alright?
I snarled and looked back up at him, an indication for him to leave me be.
Floyen
S-Sorry for interrupting!
Running out of the office as fast as he burst through my door, I sighed and rubbed my forehead yet again before staring at the pie in front of me.
Cassian Bastillos
I've given up.
I took it and tossed it into the bin, resuming my paperwork.
However, some of the apple had flavoured my tongue, making my mouth feel a pleasant surprise.
So... this is what sweetness feels like.
It feels uncomfortable, insufferable... just like that Julian girl.
Making pies, does she think that this is her home now?
Cassian Bastillos
In fairness to her, I'm keeping her against her will...
I held my head. Ever since she got here, all I've gotten is a headache.
I can't shake it off... not unless I'm close to her, close enough to smell her scent.
It's insufferable, having that woman near me.
Her expression clearly shows that she hates me, enough to kill me in my sleep if she wanted.
Urgh, why can't life be simple so that I can kill her already.
Misty Plume
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Comments
Busra Busra
What's the relations between bitter foods and bitter life 😑
2024-01-25
1
Marinette Dupain Cheng ♡◡̈
"jUsT LikE tHAt JuLIaN GirL" lol
2022-01-13
4
Cassia❄️
how can uuuuuuuu
2021-12-21
10