Cursed and sick

Devina waved goodbye as she teleported back.

She had informed me that she would be coming later in the afternoon to bring me to the underground. She said that the distributors had something for us. I checked my phone earlier and Devina sent me a weird text: "Vivishi! Pls check up on me later alright? Text me back when you have time! （＾ω＾)".

Marlowlia and her maids stood there waiting for me. I felt all their eyes on me. Maybe Devina gave me some weird clothes? She gave me a black and white outfit that's a size too big for me.

Although the clothes are very comfortable I found it weird. Aylin walked over embarrassed and took Oslovi.

"Hurry up Vivshi. They are waiting for you."

After Aylin picked up Oslovi, she hurriedly walked over to Marlowlia and apologized. Marlowlia didn't seem to care about my stupid antics. Standing there waiting for me at the door.

I shifted Emovi a little further up my back and started moving. Almost tripping on my way to the white door. Everything is down to the minute detail.

The polished and luxurious floor. The interior walls shined. A magnificent marble and glass staircase that is built in a golden ratio. The handles brimming with gold. Soft red silky matting floors in the hallway. Marlowlia led us to a vacant bedroom with an overview of the whole estate.

The maids had already prepared the room. The white soft pillows are made from goose feathers. Slowly sliding Emovi onto the giant bed. Tucking her under the blanket. The blanket is weighted and had a soft touch to it.

It is unreal that I get to witness such an exquisite place. Marlowlia asked one of the maids to volunteer to take care of Emovi. A girl with long black hair tied up in a ponytail jumped up and down and continued to hop with her arm raised.

"Me! Me! Me!"

"Zeri, you are going to take care of her right?" Marlowlia quickly responded.

"Yep totally!"

She smiled and lowered her arm. The maid walked over to Emovi and made a vow.

"In the name of Zeri Wyril, I promise to take care of you!"

Smiling and giggling, the other maids dragged her back in line. Adjusting her posture and fixing up her uniform she thanked Marlowlia for this job with sincerity.

Marlowlia said she is going to check up with her mother and father, to let them know that she is back home. She then energetically walked away.

It must have been great to be home again after such a long journey. Marlowlia seemed more relaxed and energetic now that she is home.

The maids led Aylin to a separate room and they told me that my room had also been prepared.

The ponytail girl approached me, centimeters from my face, asking me if I'm Emovi's sister.

"I'm a guy."

She covered her mouth in shock and her eyes widened. Looking closer at my face, her brows narrowed as she scrutinized.

"Nope, can't see it."

She pushed her hand against my chest and started rubbing. Finally realizing that I'm a guy she bursts into laughter and called me a femboy.

"I can't believe someone as cute as you are a boy."

Now that just insulted my male pride. Having the looks of a girl, and making all the people around me believing that I'm some sort of female. I probably popped a vein trying to restrain myself from slamming my fists into her head.

Her laughing session slowed down and started cooling off.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry for that. My bad. My name is Zeri! Nice to meet you."

With an uncomfortable angry smile, I return the gesture. Trying my best not to snap at one of Marlowlia's maids.

Zeri told me to leave the room so she could take care of Emovi and so I did. The maids told me earlier that they had prepared a room for me, but where?

wandering down the hallway full of antiques and paintings. I heard a familiar sound, trying to find the room the sound came from. I thought it sounded too similar to that one song.

I finally found the room the sounds is coming from. The closed door was the only thing from me and the song. I opened the door to see a young girl with short oceanic blue hair. Her eyes focused on the piano, reading sheet notes. Her body swayed as she played all the notes melodically.

A soft gentle breeze swept across the room, carrying the white diaphanous patterned curtains.

That melody was a song called I Yearn for happiness.

Her fingers moved rhythmically and smoothly on the piano. Swiftly positioning her hand to play another accord.

She played the last notes and I applauded her. Spinning her head around and seeing another person in the room made her Jump up from her piano, she hit her knee on the underside of the piano and falls in pain holding her knee.

"What are you doing in my room?!?" She cried out.

Looking down at her, it seemed like she had two red horns sticking out of her head. She suddenly started coughing heavily. Wheezing, she stood up, trying to balance herself.

"Do you need some help?"

She sat back down on her piano bench. Her looks made me think she is 12 years old. She dressed in aristocratic fancy clothing. Sporting a blue and white dress, matching her blue hair.

Having the same blue azure eyes as Marlowlia, one could believe that they are related.

"Who are you? And why did you barge into my room!?" She demanded.

Coughing in between her sentences she tried to interrogate me.

I introduced myself as Marlowlia's friend and I was going to stay here a few days.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she heard those words.

"Lia made friends? And she brought them over for a sleepover? I can't believe sis managed something like that."

She squirmed around and smiled. She then tried to ask me more about how I met Marlowlia.

"Wait wait wait! Before you ask more, who are you?"

She stopped mid-sentence and restrained herself.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Fiviana. Sister of Marlowlia Fivindius."